Here be dragons

I'm in a house that is a mix between my actual one and the one before. I'm trying to keep a new reporter, Fredrika Lounds to get inside. She first try to force the front door, then get increasingly unhinged as she try every windows of the house and I keep slaming them into her face and telling her no. I'm more and more afraid, and I jolt awake, forgetting the much nicer dream I had before.