Dreams.

I often dream of vampires, as if I, a vampire hunter, secretly infiltrate their (village? town? country?), and conduct reconnaissance to find their leader – he must be destroyed first. But the vampires sense me because I am alive, and they are not. And now they are all hunting me, and I am running away. But I have various ways to fight them – for example, holy water. I stop and wait for them to surround me, and I pour holy water into the eyes of their leader. Well, as expected, the holy water corrodes his eyes and face, they all howl in horror, and I wake up. There can be variations.
There was also a dream where I am standing at the foot of a mosque (?), it is very tall, almost reaching the sky. And it bends, as if made of something pliable, and tries to hit me. Like a huge whip, it hits the ground, but each time it misses because I run away.
(Old Freud would be delighted).