Vanishing suddenly

I think this dream started as I was riving down a really windy road on cliffs, it reminded me of the road from Apache lake, but much more dangerous. I remember driving up the hills and going really fast up them. I started to worry about falling off, and then sure enough the next turn I slide off. Somehow, my truck disappears, and I am just falling or something. I do not feel afraid. I grab onto the side of the cliff, there is not really anything to grab onto, but my fingers just have an insane grip. I think this is when I realize that I am in a dream. I debate letting go and falling or climbing to the top, and decide just to climb up. I remember pulling myself up... and then I am not sure. I remember being in the desert. I feel like I lost connection with the fact that I was dreaming maybe. I just remember I eventually end up running through the desert with someone, I think <PERSON>, until we come to a house. I enter the house through a Window and start looking around. I remember thinking the house looked strange. I mean, it looked normal, but I had never seen a house that really resembled it is layout or decoration. Upon entering the house I had remembered that I was dreaming, and I was relieved to be inside of a house now so that I could draw doors. I started walking around looking for a good wall to draw on. I found one that kind of had some pictures and stuff on it, and decided to use it. I drew a door with my fingers. Just after that a man entered the house with his kids, he started yelling at us to get out and was ready to attack us. I told him to just wait a damn minute because I was writing "My Future" on the door and was about to open it. I ripped his shit off the wall that was covering my door. Apparently he tried to do something to us and it did not work, and then the man himself realized he was dreaming. His kids vanished and now he was just hanging out. I finished writing "My Future" in a pretty awful handwriting, and then I went to open the door. No door knob, but there was a fridge handle on it instead, I pulled it open to reveal the inside of a fridge. I tried climbing halfway in it to see if something special would happen, but to no avail, so I decided to make another door. I went into another room in his house and before making my door, the man sat on the couch and started to talk to me about how he was dreaming and how none of this mattered and that he knew he was dreaming when he did "?" and it did not work right. I think he tried shooting me. He was smoking a cigarette and I had him give me one, and I was having a hard time lighting it. I turned to him and told him to give me his real life phone number. He gave it to me slowly in double digit increments. I tried memorizing it, but I really wanted to go back to my door making... I turned to another wall, this time with <PERSON>, by my side and made a perfect door. It even had a knob . I began to think about what to write on it, I did not want to write my future again so I started trying to think of something else. I was deciding between "Subconscious," "Hell," and "Heaven." I decided on heaven. I wrote it on the door, but as soon as I opened it, everything in my dream went black. I laid there for a bit still conscious in the darkness, debating whether to open my eyes or not. I concluded my dream must be over, so I opened them.