Screaming or howling

<PERSON>-lucid Quite a sketchy dream, but I will try my best to write it out I am outside my previous estate. There is a slight wind, and the light (as it is per usual in my dreams) is a twilight orange. I stand completely still, watching the orange brick house, watching the shadows twist and move over the surface. A tall, burly man in a black suit comes out and stands before me. "I am your father. Come inside and settle down." Something feels off about this man. "You are not my father." I snarl, remaining still. He grinds his teeth and then says "Yes, I am. Come inside and get something to eat." I give up and go inside. The house is much bigger on the inside than it looked on the outside. Inside, he shows me to my room. He appears to be very, very rich. The room is a light grey. Curtains drape down the walls, and in the centre of the room is a large bathtub. [<PERSON>] I do not know how long I have been here. But this man who calls me daughter is evil. I run. I stop outside of a broken down caravan. My brother sits outside. Together we go inside, where we meet an old woman. She eagerly gives us food. A mouldy piece of pizza, with coleslaw and other horrible, off foods, all piled on top of eachother. The womans features turn ugly as i decline the plate of food. She throws the food at me and screams at me to eat. With a start I realise she is the old hag I see often in my dreams. I run into a conservatory, the old hag after me with the food. With no where to run, she grabs me and tries to force the food down my throat. I splutter and try to throw her off me, but she pins my arms to my sides, laughing wickedly. She says that she is helping me, and that the man is evil. I think they were working together.