something might happen to someone I know on Lewis Rd

I remember only one speck of dream, and it again takes place on Lewis Rd. It is late night/early morning, a weak streetlamp and waning moon are the only illumination. I am walking past the high school and 7eleven, away from main street. the sidewalk is covered thinly with snow. there is no one, nothing within my line of vision. as i near a deserted house i notice a car leaving the high school parking lot, it is slowing and the smeared figure inside is watching me. i grow fearful and look around for anyone, or anything to protect me. at that point a car begins traveling toward me, on the road, i leap out onto the road so that the driver will stop and perhaps offer me a lift, or at the very least stay with me until the suspicious car leaves the area. the young man in the car asks me what is wrong and when i tell him of my fears he immediately resumes gliding down the road. he disappears and when i turn back the second, lurking vehicle is gone too. i travel on and the road is no longer as it truly is for it is traveling straight through a huge, wooded home. the house is gorgeous: beautiful polished wood and nooks and sturdy, grand stairs. there are lots and lots of stairs. i reach the stairs and travel down a flight, then another flight. with each flight that i reach i notice that the house becomes more and more decrepit. and then when i reach another level my mother is there. i think my younger brother is there too, or at least in the vicinity. my mother seems wicked and is yelling at me. she doesn't want me around. the house has completely changed from the one above; this house is broken and thoughtless, there is nothing warm or loving noticeable to me.