I Dreamt Of An Old Cottage

I was in an old cottage with James, he was in a room and I went to look out the window into the garden. There was a middle aged man standing there, he smiled and then started walking towards the door. I closed the door, attempted to lock it but it was so old it didn't lock. I ran upstairs to the room, closed that door and jumped out the back window with James. While we were doing this I briefly saw the man come into the room. We ran into the town, which had old cobblestone streets. It was packed with people, I asked someone what number to call for the police and they said 627. So I called it, and it went onto video call with a policeman. He asked me to show me where I was and then he came to us in person. He was wearing old policeman uniform, and had tiny daisies decorating his face, almost embedding into his skin. I then woke up