The Dream

Last night, while in a deep sleep, I had a perplexing dream.
Surrounded by four walls, I'm in a room, seated. Then, I sense an evil presence within the room. With me. And fear grips me, the presence taunts me and mocks me. I feel helpless and start praying in tongues. My strength is drained. I stumble to the door and find a pathway before me. With as much strength as I can muster, I walk along the path. The evil presence taunts me from behind, laughing and scoffing. I see a road ahead and reach it before falling to the ground, my mouth still moving, tongues still outpouring.
I confess this dream has me puzzled. And I am confused.