More screaming

I am in a concrete cellar of some sort and there is a well in the center. The atmosphere is evil and foreboding. I realize that the well is an access/exit to hell itself. A mothlike creature darts anxiously from the well, squeaking. I somehow know it is an "escaped" human soul. I follow it outdoors and it disappears. I am now outside walking on a badly torn up sidewalk. I see “my witch” in the distance. The sense of evil is palpable. The “sidewalk” seems to be resting on an unsure foundation as it moves up and down under my feet like a slowly undulating wave. To my horror I realize that I have been walking on a sidewalk, more now like a carpet, laid upon the bodies of children! I hear the witch cackle in the distance, “Bless the beasts and children.” I awake screaming again.