Spirit trapped in Foot Locker

On Sunday morning I woke up as calm as ever, just remembering a well detailed dream. I am usually one whom doesn't recall having a dream in my sleep. I can never remember a dream unless it is a nightmare or personal issues in my life that intimidate me. For the past year I have been having chase dreams, but this one was much more. It started off in Foot Locker. I had a boyfriend whom I have never met before, but in my dream I new him so well. This face was unfamiliar when I think of it now, but I still see every detail. His face, his hair, his body. My "boyfriend" and I were in footlocker hiding under bleacher benches. Apparently, at a certain time the employees become something. I am not too sure what they are or what there were doing but people were dying. At that point I don't remember being scared. But we survived. A second later it went black. This time I was in Victoria's Secret ( I believe) and it was about that time. Only this doors were on an automated lock, I quickly ran out of the store and ran into Footlocker to be with my "boyfriend". I went straight to the bleachers to hide expecting that he would be there and we would survive. I don't remember if he was under the bleachers hiding with me. But I recall that I had turned back around expecting him to be there but instead it was, I am guessing, a friend of his. This friend I have never met or seen in my life before but I know every look and detail of him. I asked where my "boyfriend" went to. He said his name, which I don't remember what it was, and said he went to check what was going on and the got him. I was frightened and felt out in the open. The friend and I ran behind this counter. And beside us about 5 feet away was a full length mirror. We peeked through and an employee gave a speech, I am not sure what he was saying but I am pretty sure he was telling us we were going to die. He then paused and two of his buddies came in. They smiled and locked the doors. Everyone panicked and were running for there life. I was frightened and held the friend close. I could smell the colonge on his sweater. It was pleasant and comforting, I remember thinking to myself.. I wonder what it is. Should I ask him? I knew that it wasn't the time to ask and looked at the mirror. In the mirror right on the other side of the counter was one of the men. He had one of my shoes on and stared right at us and gave us a smile once he realized we noticed him. I got up and started running towards the door. He chased me. Than I stopped and thought, why should I run scared if I will die anyway? The door is locked.... there was noway out. I simply turned around and let him take me. I saw a dusty or hazy cloud over top of my body. He had taken my spirit. I still felt my presence in footlocker but knew that I was dead.

And that is when I woke up. Calm and unfrightened. What could this dream mean?