It is 7:45 in the AM. about two and a half hours ago, i was awakened from a dream.

I was headed to a place which is unrecognizable in my reality, however, in my dream, it was my workplace. There was a random bathtub next to a window and because it was so early, the sky was so dark and the moon was still so large. I drew a bath and wanted to get in but the water was too cold and i was frightened by the window. Now im not sure if it was the moon bursting into flames but the next thing i know, there is a face on fire floating in the sky. it wasnt a human face. it was merely a ball of fire with holes for the eyes and a wide gaping frown. i covered my face and closed the blinds. i sat down with my back facing the window and began to unpack a box of lotions. Two other girls were there helping. The girl on my left didnt speak to me because she made it clear that she didnt care for me, the girl to my right didnt speak either, maybe because it was just so quiet.
without warning, the girl on my right pounced and then an arm that was not controlled by me grabbed her by the throat and held her at arms length and demanded a name. The voice that demanded a name was not my voice. this voice was loud and strong, it frightened me. The voice demanded a name and a voice that was not the girls responded "Elan,I am Elan." now im not sure if it is elan or elon or elion but you get the idea. I realize that the thing my arm is holding away is no longer a girl but it is a creature of some sort. The strong voice is demanding that it return to its original form and return to where it came from.
Elan began to liquify, as it ifs original form was water. I began to panic. in my voice, im yelling for help, im screaming for my mother and right when i decide to scream for Jesus, my voice gave out. The strong voice was still trying to speak but i think i made it weak by panicking because Elan began to reform and gain strength under my arm.
right then, at 5:19am, my phone rang and snapped me out of this dream. i escaped the rage of elan if not my a second because surely i was about to die.