Vampires

I was in Peoria with a friend and we were in a grocery store. Someone lit part of a food display afire and we had to leave in a hurry but immediately walked outside and into a rain storm. Somehow I knew that we were to meet people in a town neighboring Peoria and that these people were vampires. It was supposed to be a secret and I'm not sure if I was supposed to know this. Once I got into my car, I had a hard time driving what with the downpour and the vampires on my mind. I recall seeing highway signs that looked completely foreign to me. For example, interstate 33.

The dream ended abruptly when I was reasonably sure the vampires (one of whom has short dark hair and a tall, gangly frame) were making a move on me and my travel partner. They had taken my bags and refused to let me get to them. So, naturally, I took this large bottle of Deep Woods Off mosquito repellent and sprayed it in his face the whole while telling him not to do anything funny, because I was onto the fact that he was a vampire.