Screaming or howling

Part 1: The mood starts off in a dark stage like area. Only dim candles light the room. My family and I are sitting in the seats when I realize something dark and gloomy sliding along the walls. The candles, one by one started to fade into darkness. The sounds of a zombie apocalypse rising were coming into play. I guided my family out of the stage area, but they seem not to notice all the creepiness of the atmosphere. It scares me and pisses me off at the same time. My parents are there, my sisters are there, but NOOO. I am the one who has to half shove them out of the imaginary door. This is where I do my reality check. I cannot see my hands, I am not touching anything, but there are two blurry arms in front of me and my family is making a sort of shoved motion. So we get out of the building and the outside is sort of like a cultural city/marketplace. Judging by the colors, I would say that the time was about 5PM and the sky is beginning to turn orange. I see a bunch of random people and due to the dream logic, they are my "family." Some of my real family members are in there, but the rest are just random. Two dogs appear, one a yorkshire terrier, and one a much bigger version. Both are making that menacing zombie sound and showing small, but sharp teeth. I guess you can say they have been hit by the zombie virus or whatever. Even though I sort of know I am dreaming, I run over and stand next to my family defensively. The two dogs run off and I follow them in a quiet and short pursuit. We arrive at this random, fancy house which my dream logic currently says belongs to my <PERSON>. <PERSON> is up in the bathroom taking a shower while I am raiding the kitchen looking for something to feed/satisfy the dogs with. You can hear the two eating and killing <PERSON>'s real life dog, <PERSON>. I look through more cabinets and I hear them run upstairs over to the bathroom. Barking begins and I am viciously tearing through the fridge and even looking at the oven. All I find are pots of cookies and milk. More barking appears and the sound of <PERSON>'s voice in the shower is ringing in my ears. "Bad!", "No!", and "Stop it!". I can hear their paws/claws slashing and hitting the glass of the shower door. The running water and the shrieking of the glass is pounding through my eardrums. I finally hear them give up and go down the stairs in record time. I think about trying to climb up the island, but assuming that <PERSON> was safe and that they have been calm, I decide not to. They appear before my eyes and they are looking as innocent as can be. The virus must have left them, I suppose. Part 2: The area switches to the lobby of an apartment complex. The dogs are still there and I catch sight of my real family going up the stairs, including <PERSON>. The dogs and I follow them up and Kingdom Heart music plays. On the roof of the complex, the sky is full of night light and stars. We spot off in the distance a floating ship with spinning blades on the bottom, allowing the aircraft to hover above. Shadow like monsters and dropping from the sky and it suddenly feels like I am playing a game of Kingdom Hearts. The dream ends when we are finally surrounded and about to face our ultimate doom. This is sort of like a nightmare to me. It would not be if my family was actually trying to make an effort to save themselves, but all the work was laid on me. So that was pretty much the only pressuring part.