An orange orb

<PERSON> I was in my room with a couple of other people, I think a woman and her daughter. I shared a utensil or something with the daughter, then noticed she had a big, black looking cold sore on her lip. I then noticed the mom had one as well. I thought about the fact that I was now going to break out in cold sores. ~ I was talking to my mom about my dad. She was saying how she always had to give in to him. I told her no, she did not, and explained why, saying that he helped me with something. I was then in a Minecraft-like game that actually, now that I think about it, had sort of a Doom feel to it. I started in a dark hallway, and saw these glowing orange-yellow lights in the room in front of me. There were two rows of them on either side of something I could not see. I then knew they were eyes of this creature that detected people's auras and killed them. It saw me and went for me. I cannot really describe what it looked like...it did not look like anything even remotely living. It was black with these yellowish glyphs all over its body, which appeared to be made of some kind of black stone substance. I started to swing my sword at it, and I hit it a few times, but it kept hitting me too; when it would attack me, it would extend its arm and its hand and fingers, which was the only feature on the creature that looked even remotely human, and even then, barely so. My dad was supposed to be doing something in the room, I think helping keep the aura seekers under control. I was still battling the aura seeker, and I started to jump backwards so I could both avoid its attacks and hit it myself. I hit it quite a few times, but it would not die. It had a large amount of health, apparently. I started to jump backwards down this hallway, and 2 or 3 other aura seekers started to come after me. Well shit. I started to head back to where I was. I killed a couple of the aura seekers, and they died like <PERSON> mobs do, but there was one that I was having some trouble killing. I cannot remember whether or not I killed it. I know I dreamed more than this last night, I know for a fact, but I did not sleep very well. Oh well, there is always tomorrow night.