I seriously need a dream catcher
This is what happened:
It was like a movie or thriller drama or something -- someone I knew (in real life & the dream) was going to die. The guy that was going to kill her was someone I knew in highschool. There were scene cuts. I don't know who told me but I just knew that he was going to kill her at her house. He was going to do that night. For some reason I was going to be there at the house that night too. He doesn't know I know anything.
/Cut scene Now it's a friend of his & a friend of her's. Her friend forgot something at the girl's house & wanted to go back to get it. His friend knew that the guy was going to commit the murder then, & tries to persuade the girl to change her mind. She wouldn't. He offers to take her there. What he really plans on doing is killing her so she doesn't find out.
/Cut scene The girl that's going to die, the guy that's going to kill her, & I are now walking towards the girl's front door. I hear a car approaching. It's the guy from the previous scene. He doesn't stop at the house, but just passes by. The other girl was laying dead in the back seat. I don't know how I know but just do. At this point I'm terrified but have to keep a straight face so that I don't get caught.
/Cut scene We're in her house. I'm constantly watching him. When was he going to do it? He excuses himself to the bathroom. The girl & I enter the kitchen. "He's going to kill you." I whisper to her. She just stares at me & laughs, "Don't be stupid & say things like that, why would he kill me?" She starts to wash the dishes. At this point I'm panicking, "Why would I lie about this? He's going to kill you. That's why he's here!"
He walks into the kitchen. I feel that my face is flushed but somehow kept a straight face.
"What are you guys talking about?" "..Girl stuff."
Then my sister walks in wearing a tweed trench coat. She knows what he's going to do too. The guy walks out again. "He's going to kill you!" I try again. "Listen to her," my sister says, her hands in her pocket. "He's going to try & kill you tonight."
"What are you guys talking about now?" He's standing at the doorway to the kitchen, hands inside his jacket pocket. I stiffen up. Is he going to do it right now? He takes out a gun.
"Really?" my sister also takes out a gun. Both are aimed high, one to the guy's face, one to my sisters.
Then it happened really quickly; I lunge at him, trying to point the gun away from my sister. We're struggling. The gun twists towards me. He's smiling now. "Don't you fucking dare."
Bang. Flash. He's on the ground. Three shots to his chest. For some reason I have the gun in my hand. My sister stands beside me pointing her gun to his head, making sure he won't get up.
"...Well, do you believe us now?!"
He turns pale. The police are outside.
Then I wake up.
My question is, why is my sister wearing a tweed trench coat?