HART FOUNDATION vs. THE UNDERTAKER DREAM

Another dream about pro wrestlers;

HART FOUNDATION vs. THE UNDERTAKER DREAM

BRET "THE HITMAN" HART, OWEN HART, and I are riding in a van. Owen is driving. We take a different route than the one we were supposed to take, because Owen has to pick up a package at some house. We get to the house. An old lady answers the door. It was actually PAUL BEARER in disguise as an old woman. He had a scarf over his head so we couldn't tell it was really him. Bret, Owen and I go in the house.
She (Paul Bearer) leads us down the stairs, into the basement. It's dark. It's a trap! THE UNDERTAKER is down here in the basement! He looks like he did when he first came into wrestling, with the shorter curly red hair. He slowly stalks toward us. We run up the stairs and the Undertaker slowly, follows us. He walks slowly, with his arms out, like Frankenstein's monster. He makes the same moaning noises as Frankenstein's monster.
We run out of the house and jump into the van. Owen starts the engine. The Undertaker is only a few steps away from the van, walking with his arms outstretched. The van takes off. I look out the back window of the van, and I see the Undertaker walking after us on the road. We leave him far behind as Owen speeds off. We get lost. We can't find our way back to our original route. Owen thinks we need to turn left.

The End.