Yep: I get sleep, I have weird dreams.
Last night's dreams were less coherent than some, but they centered around an abandoned warehouse in which "we" (a small group, though the precise composition shifted from time to time) had taken shelter. Shelter from what? I'm not entirely sure, but at one point there were little crawly bug-things that had to be dealt with before they hurt anybody. At another point, there was a baby screaming in one of the back rooms, where there hadn't been a baby before. That segment was scary enough to wake me up - I'm not sure whether the baby had been placed there as bait, or whether there was something wrong about the baby, but it was GOING TO BE BAD.
The last little section, just before the alarm woke me up, involved the arrival of a new family. They were looking for shelter, too, and hadn't realized we were in there.
I don't have any more than a vague idea what was going on outside the building. Whatever it was, it had reduced people to the status of refugees - and at one point we were making sure our guns had bullets before venturing outside. Make of that what you will.
Overall: nebulous but interesting post-apocalyptic monster dream, with a concrete-walled warehouse for a setting.