The broken Umbrella and the Shadow on the road

"I'm a 22-year-old guy, and I was walking out of church, heading home along a dark road I knew well. At the church, a beautiful, angel-like girl had handed me a black umbrella. I took it gladly, and I felt happy and safe as I walked. Then a storm broke out of nowhere. The wind and rain hit hard, and my umbrella snapped. I stopped in the middle of the road and tried to fix it, the water soaking through my clothes. Then I heard a strange sound, like a baby crying mixed with screaming. It seemed to come from all around me. I turned to my right, and a dark, demonic, shadowy figure was standing there. I woke up, and before I could think, prayers were already pouring out of my mouth in a mumble. My heart was pounding, and the dream stayed crystal clear in my mind, the umbrella, the storm, and the shadow, long after I opened my eyes. It was unlike any dream I had had before."