A low hum

I am at work, not my RL job but something else created within this dream. Standing in a house as a kind of assistant a woman, my boss, tells me that I need to give her back her magazine. Where did I put it? Ah yes, it was my friend, my colleague, who seems to be pretty useless , he had it last. Again, I have no idea who he is in real life but he seems to be a pretty close friend in my dream... Dream memories. So we go off looking for this magazine for our impatient boss. 'Here it is' My nice but dumb friend reaches over to a work top and grabs it. 'are you sure?' 'Yeah, look, I am 100% sure, it has this heavy crease on the front page' I take it from him, I have no idea. I give it to the boss and she looks down at and gives me a pretty pissed off look. 'This is NOT my magazine, this is crap, get me the magazine NOW' NOT good, we scurry off and I suddenly remember being in the garage with my mate earlier on, he had a magazine with him then - I guess he must have left it there? I Walk off toward the garage, on my own. As I walk through the door I come into a dark shadowy warehouse, her garage is HUGE. I need to crawl under a very low roof to get where I need to go, as I am crawling I look across from me and I can make out some early signs of scaffolding, something is being built here. What is more is that it is in a deep red color. What the hell is going on down here? 'arggh' I am jolted by a woman's scream coming from the main room. It is blood curdling, a mixture of terror and sadistic joy. As I come out of the other side of the crawl space and into the main room I see somekind of creature pinned to the far wall. It is a horrific scene, it is innards have been splayed to the left and right of it is body, it looks to be somekind of a sacrifice. But it does not look like anykind of creature I know of - it has a blue hue to it for starters. But this is not what really starts to creep me out. The woman's voice reaches out to me again, I instinctively look. And the more attention I give to her the more scared I become. She is crawling on the ceiling, her long black hair covering most of her features <URL> 'COmmmeee heere, come herrreee with me' She is REALLY starting to freak me out. I need to ignore her now, ignore the words and blank her out - it is the only way. 'LA LA LA, I cannot here you, LA LA LAA' I start to make up a tune and hum it to drown her voice and screams out. It seems to be working, though it is difficult to block her out completely, because I know she is there I grab the magazine and get the hell out of there