Community House; Enemy At The Door

Part 1:
There I was, in my childhood home, in the kitchen. Some strangers, about seven in total,  were coming down the stairs and into the room, complaining about... something. The neighborhood I think. They seemed more at ease as I talked to them. There was a little person who started rearranging the items in the cabinet. I asked if she'd be happier if I made a space just for her stuff -- but then I had this feeling that said to me "she doesn't even live here."

Part 2a:
The front door was open. I could see some people were on the front porch. As I approached, I saw a large bulldog, but the people were off to the side of the door. When I got to the door, a large black hand was held up to the screen door, palm facing away. Just the fore/middle/ring fingers were pressed against the screen. The hand was lowered, leaving some sort of residue in the screen.

One of the three on the porch was wearing a white tank top, white shorts. He had huge, frizzy hair, and was a light-skinned black teen. The man with the hand was bald, wearing a black tank top and dark green shorts. He held the leash of the dog. The third person was female, but I didn't get a good enough look at her because at this point my fear instinct kicked in and I felt as if my dogs were in danger. I ran to the backyard and woke up.

Part 2b:
When I fell back asleep, after confirming my dogs were fine, I fell immediately back into the dream, at the door where the man's hand was back against the screen. The bulldog took on a new look - a fiery pitbull, with red eyes and flames licking its body. The man was laughing quietly and pointing down the street.

I turned away to check my dogs in the backyard and only saw evidence of some sort of struggle. I grabbed a sword and burst out the front door.

I cut off the fiery pitbull's head in one stroke, and while swinging lopped off the nondescript woman's head too. The laughing man got lanced in the neck and the frizzy-haired teen also got pierced through the chest. I power-flew down the street to where he was pointing and slaughtered another evil looking man with an evil looking dog creature. This creature had one of my dogs in its mouth, which it promptly dropped as I cut off hits head. The evil man suffered a wound of my sword going up through the bottom of his jaw and into his head. The exit wound burst in a fiery light and he was engulfed in flames.

All the people and animals I killed vanished in a blaze of fire. My dogs all laid on the side of the road, battered, fur matted by drool and a little blood but it seems they were unharmed physically.