I was in a deserted town with my mother and step-father. There was a train right in front of the town on rails.There was no train station. We got on the train and got to a desert. Once we got off the train it would leave without us faster than it got there. We were in a desert with no cacti, just walls of some sort. The walls were covered with mirrors. There was always something on the other side of the mirror, and it was not a reflection. They were really nice mirrors until I saw some random lady getting stabbed by one of the mirrors. Then all of the mirrors started trying to kill us. We always run away and then I always wake up right there. This dream only happens before I go to Arizona.