Death by phone

In this dream, a man with short dark hair and a woman in our house, hiding trying to kill us. We stopped the woman and knocked her unconscious. Lee and I found the man. Lee him with something and I whacked his head with my phone, causing him to bleed.

He looked to have died. I panicked and asked what to do. Everyone seemed quite calm. They told me to wash my phone to get the blood off, which I did.

Later, Lee announced he would take the blame for the man’s death if anyone found out.