Keep telling yourself it is only a dream, it is only a dream

I had the weirdest dream last night.
I was in a very independent horror film (I think maybe it was supposed to be real) that was reminiscent of Wes Cravens "The Last House on the Left".
Anyways in this dream I was at one point the killer, who was hiding the torso of the person I had just cut up in a janitors yellow water bucket. And I was mopping the floors with the bloody water, and trying to hide what I had just done from other people in the building. It was in a basement hallway that was well lit with lots of concrete blocks for the walls and a concrete staircase upon which I carried the body/bucket up.
Another scene had the award winning actress Mary Steenburgen in it, and she and I were the victims who were being stalked and I watched her be mutilated. This scene took place somewhere with flowered wallpaper, I can not describe the room it was dark and shadowy, but there was definitly ugly wallpaper that my Mother would love!
And I know that there were a couple of more violent scenes but for the life of me I can not remember them right now.
And the really crazy thing was I woke up exhausted from this dream. I wonder what the hell my subconscious is trying to tell me.