strange dream about me and my dad, we were in a huge house, not somewhere i recognise except it was in england, we were watching a movie, laying down on a huge mattress, i found it comfortable but dad was complaining it was to hard and difficult to find a relaxing position, the movie was some kinda horror film, but the real horror was happening while we watched the movie. the house was a huanted house and all sorts of supernatural stuff was occuring but we couldn't see it, only people watching the movie of us watching a movie could see the doors opening, strange shapes lurking, we were watching tv movie in which a family were on a ride at a strange circus, they went on a sort of roller coaster ride and were ascending, as they rised higher and higher they could make out the fact they were in some sort of weird horrid carnivale. then i woke up.