I had a dream my family was going to burn me at the stake.
The first time I escaped I did the trick of hiding close to where I escaped so they'd pass me thinking I took the obvious route, but it backfired because I think they caught me as they were returning.
The second time I was just about to be set on fire - they were playing something that started as a funeral dirge then morphed into something like an english Nasheed - but it began to rain, so I quickly stole through the house and did the same trick as before. This time it was raining and I could remember hearing my dad shout after me and I think I was crying too. The music's last notes kept echoing through my head even after I woke up, which happened before I figured out if I escaped or not.