Dream About Haunted House And Bunker

The house we bought was haunted, and it was trying to kill us every chance it got. I was almost sucked into a ceiling fan, but we had family over, thankfully. My uncle threatened the spirits with an exorcism and everything stopped on a dime, then returned back to normal for a while. My dad's car that was in the yard and hadn't been used in years came back to life with no driver in it. It tried to run me over but I jumped and crash landed into the passenger seat. Then it brought me to my dad's bunker in a courtyard. In the dream, I remember my dad bringing me here as a child, and me not liking it at all. It had fish line wire everywhere and it was extremely dangerous for an adult, let alone a child, to be in. It had crushed cars everywhere and sharp metal when I was a kid. I climbed down into the bunker, and it was empty, besides the old fishing wire that ran across the floor. The walls, ceiling, and floor was stained in a dull yellow/orange/red, which I guessed was old blood and rust. It was a huge wide open bunker, and it moved like it was a cargo crate on a ship, it was nauseating to stand. I spoke out loud to no one, hoping my dad would hear in the afterlife, "Hey, I know I didn't like the courtyard much, but I'm happy you did, and I'm happy I found it again." And my dad responded in my head, but with an echo that sounded like he was talking in the wide open bunker "Yeah, I know, wasn't the best space for a kid, huh?". I laughed and said "yeah, but I actually was searching for it for a while. I remember that you had this but just could NOT find where, you know?" There was no answer from my dad. As I was climbing out of a different exit that led to an old house, I opened the ceiling latch to have bones fall down into the bunker. My dad's disembodied voice said "oh, must've been the dog". -- To clarify, my dad is not dead in real life, does not have a dog, and works as a mechanic.