For years I suffered with the same recurring nightmare. I couldn’t figure it out, didn’t understand what it could have meant. Years later, as an adult, I told one of my sisters about it.
It was dusk and I was running, someone was chasing me and I was so scared. I could see it even as I explained it. The man chasing me had one arm and he was chasing me through an amusement park.
My sister laughed and told me that was from the show THE FUGITIVE.