Had a few dreams last night but all I remember is walking up through metal rafters of some large building under the roof. as I walked up the metal stairs I would keep seeing things in the corner of my eye. there was also no light source except the moonlight coming through gaps so I could see alright. more and more I would see things. then as I reached the top straight section of catwalk there would constantly be the ghosts of people who had hung themselves. they’d be off the catwalk or a bunch floating above to where I’d have to rush past and try not to look. it was unusually vivid, I screamed a couple times and quickly got emotional not wanting to see them. I saw a few children that were hung and I teared up and ran.