snoopy1@gmail.com

This dream is the first dream I ever wrote down, the exact date is unknown.
The first thing I remember is getting off of a school bus at a remote location in the woods. I wasn't alone though, I was with my old classmates from high school. As I got off the bus the first thing I see to the left is a concrete floor and concrete walls on only the right and left side, no ceiling; the walls seemed to reach at least 20 feet tall. Nobody knew why this construction was here, it didn't seem to fit in with the rest of the scenery. But at the end of the short concrete hallway sat a big iron door that was half the walls height.
To the right the construction there was a small grassy hill where a convenience store log cabin sat, which reminded me of a few camping grounds I've been to in my life. It wasn't directly implied but I was sure that we were all on a school camping trip. But that was quickly ruined as a faint sound of sirens got louder. A few police cars pulled up on the rocky driveway and frantically ordered us to stay as far away from the iron door as possible. There were many students there and I was more interested in going into the log cabin to get some food. Many people were talking, so to me it was just a bunch of white noise. The employees of the convenience store helped the policemen to get us as far away from the scene as possible. But I stayed to watch regardless. I observed, every time a policemen knocked on the iron door, the creature from inside would come out. The one thing I couldn't wrap my mind around was how there was already a student trapped behind that iron door, inside that creatures house. This was no human. And the sound it made was horrible. I sat there in sheer terror as soon as it opened the door. It looked as though it were a man with black shredded clothes all over his body and I couldn't tell how old he was. He just made an awful loud noise...But so did the female classmate inside his pitch black home, begging for help. It sounded like a friend of mine from real life. (I had to check on her after having this dream.) He shuts the door and you can faintly hear the girl scream inside some more. I was horrified, the policemen were trying to get her out of there but even they were scared of him. 
The dream fast forwards and a lot of information on what happened to that girl was missing. I just assumed she died. The creature was now targeting me and my friends, but I figured him out quickly. He was creating fake snapchats to lure girls to him so he can do who knows what, and the email I found under his account was snoopy1@gmail.com (I don't even know if that email is used by someone so please don't try and email that person, I'm sure it's some nice old women who likes Charlie Brown.) As soon as I showed the email to my friends, I woke up.
The aftermath: I woke up afraid of my phone and had an icky feeling of decay and containment. The experience is a lot scarier than how I can portray it with words, hopefully someday I'll draw out my dreams, so readers can get a better visual.
The "man" looked like SCP-106.