My horrible dream from Wednesday

I was at some summer camp thing that was in a very big, posh hotel and I was in my room and I found a note by the mirror above the sink and I knew who it was from, so I decided to send them a letter. I go to one of the counselors to ask where the mail room was but they took me down a long, winding hallway instead (very, very fast too) to this room that was similar to the opening part of the Pirates of the Carribean ride except brighter and smaller. And there was this old couple sitting there and they had corpse faces and the skin was taught and was this light gray-blue color and they didn't have eyes. And they tried to touch me! But then the counselor took me into a theater room and the film was about the old couple, but I didn't care and I ran back out, and the old couple tried to touch me again, but I remember having my hands over my hands screaming about how I just wanted to send a letter. As I was running back down the hallway, I remember hearing the counselor say "She was never up to this kind of stuff."