Dreamt that it was the 1800s, I worked in a large prairie house full of maids and house keepers and wealthy homeowners. The house was haunted by a woman who was attacking all of the workers (me included). I feared her, but for some reason knew she wouldn’t hurt me specifically. The entire night was full of hiding and going into different rooms to avoid the ghost. I managed to sneak away throughout the night, and by day time, a group of us escaped and went running toward the road beyond a large stretch of land. As we were running, the scene changed from 1800s, to 1900s, to present day. Modern cars were waiting for us at the edge of the property. Before I got into my car, the ghost woman met up with me and hugged me. She said she didn’t want me to go. Then she crumbled into nothingness in my arms. I got in my car and left.