Dreams from March 2, 2010:

I dreamt I was at my uncle's house with my friends. We were exploring the house, and we kept finding secret rooms that we never knew about before. We went down to the basement and there was a dim green glow and a fog that approached us. We realized that these were angry ghosts. My friends ran upstairs, but when I tried to run, the ghosts caught me. I became paralyzed, and I tried to scream but no sound came out. It was later revealed that there was an old anvil in the basement, and many ancient ghosts still used it to do their work. No one could enter the basement anymore because the ghosts were too powerful.