Winter dream

I dreamt that the end of the world was approaching.
There were beasts in the fields, hunting people.
We ran and hid in mother's house.
But, since it was the Apocalypse, the keys kept twisting in the door.
And we somehow ended up safe in the middle of the house, unharmed by the frightening creatures, as if a miracle.
We were waiting for them, our chests clasped, tightened like a claw.
I did not know where my brother was.
Such a horrible fear!