What are abandoned place dreams about?

So I had a dream the other night and something about it just really stuck out to me.
So I was in the woods exploring some sort of abandoned building with some of my friends. All of a sudden they disppear and I'm completely alone. Then a man appears and immediately my mind registered that this man represents the devil. He told me his name was The Boiler.
He kidnapped me and brought me to this orphanage type place that's filled with a lot of other kids who seem to have also been kidnapped by him. Something about him didn't seem evil though, he seemed kind, but lonely.
He then gave me this beautiful dress and brought me to an ornate masquerade type ball. I honeslty felt like I had a lot of fun there. We went back to the orphanage and he told me once again that his name was The Boiler and that I should remember him.
Then I woke up.
I guess I'm just curious about people's interpretations of this. It felt eerily real, not so much the other characters, mainly The Boiler felt like an actual person talking to me.
So I guess just me know if you've met this guy or know if he's somehow significant.

So I woke up today from a strange kind of post-apocalyptic dream, and I was thinking about it all day. I was hoping anybody had any ideas of potential meanings, just for fun.

I was living in a this street with half-abandoned houses. It was kind of up a hill, old Europe-y vibe. the houses were kind of colorful though, even though some were fully crumbled, and even our house was kind of falling apart. We did live in the "poor" part of town though. I found this out in the dream when I had to go to the rich part for my job and it was full of all-intact white houses, a bit too pristine. they were all fully lived in too. We also moved houses in the dream, to a slightly bigger house someone from our group discovered to be empty - but just across the street from the old house, still in the poor part of town. I vaguely remember being afraid of leaving someone behind, but that person chose to go somewhere else.There were about 4 or 5 pairs living in this new bigger house (just across the street, looked like an abandoned shopping mall).

Anyway, the main thing about this post-apocalyptic world is that a lot of people became infected with this thing. Anytime people were infected, they would get paired with someone else who was also also infected. From this pair however, only one person could transform into something (a hybrid between an animal and a monster, kind of like pokemon I guess), the other person looked normal - they just now had this connection. Think of the movie "the golden compass". Uninfected people were neither paired nor could transformed. This street, and actually entire city was mostly made up of infected people though. I was also infected, and sometimes I was the normal person in the pair, others I was the one turning.

We would all go out to do normal things during the day, the only thing is that we had to be careful not to be seen (this also happened when we were moving). This was part of the routine though, and it was like nothing was wrong.

For some reason, at some point I had to go to a different city. Everybody was worried about me but I was totally relaxed at first. I started walking, but when I got to stand below a highway bridge I started to worry because I remembered that in other cities people were scared of the infected people, and I were prejudiced as well. I noticed the area below the bridge abandoned houses, had a bunch of debris, and was also partially flooded. When I noticed the flooding was not that shallow, I started panicked a bit about drowning or getting lost. My pair though turned into what I can only describe as giant fluffy water dragon and I was like "oh yeah, this is super lucky, I forgot for a sec they could do that".
We rode in the water until we got into this half-abandoned, half-ruined subway/train, and went looking for a seat. As soon as I sat down, I looked to the side and saw a bunch of half-dead people. I froze. They were the normal, non-infected people and I was afraid of what they would think when they saw my pair.
The train had started moving though so I couldn't just leave, and I decided to pretend everything was fine and hope they wouldn't notice.
I noticed a few of them were starting to look ovei in my direction, and they seemed intrigued, but not angry or anything else, so I was relieved again.
Then i woke up.

Thoughts?

A while back I had a really strange dream. I was out walking on the railroad tracks in the middle of the summer and it was horribly hot. There were a lot of abandoned houses off to the side of the railroad track. A lot of abandoned buildings. And I walked past this weird white building that is kind of small and looks a little bit Like one of those rest stops, welcome centers you see at state lines but it was really run down looking. The ceiling was caving in and the windows were smashed in as well. I heard these strange noises from the building like someone crying but also making these weird pained noises. And shrieking as well.

Out of concern I followed them. I just walked in. Much like the exterior the interior of the building was all white but it looked like the majority of the walls had been removed. There was an area that was all white tile and there was some guy with very long hair almost down to his waist chained to it by his wrists. He wasn't wearing anything and there was blood smeared all over his lower stomach and abdomen and I realized that someone had castrated the poor guy. He also looked emaciated - I could have counted every rib. So I managed to somehow unchain him from the wall but his wrists were still in manacles. I remember having a feeling really bad for the poor fucker. He seemed like he had been driven completely insane and had no idea what was going on around him. I remember trying to wipe him off and stop the bleeding after I pulled him down but he made a weird snarling noise and bit a chunk out of my shoulder. It was then I noticed that he had two fangs that were thin and needle-like in place of canines and he said, "Don't you *dare* pity me, little boy!" Then I woke up.

Hi! Please help me interpret the dream I had last night.

My dream was in present day and I was my current age 41. I was feeling very agitated and panicked and I was on a hike to find something peaceful. I came to an overgrown field that looked familiar and there was an abandoned house that was my great grandparents house (I have not seen my great grandparents since I was about five years old so I do not have very many memories of them). I walked into the house and the inside was clean and looked like a retro house that nobody lived in. I was very exhausted so I went to the bedroom and I laid down and fell asleep. I had a very peaceful sleep. When I woke up I felt a little scared because I heard the TV on in the living room. In my dream I knew that my great grandparents had been dead for many years. I walked out very cautiously and I could see the back my great grandmother’s head as she was sitting in a chair knitting. The TV was on and there was a little Christmas tree near her but it wasn’t Christmas season. There were figurines and action figures under the Christmas tree. I walked really cautiously around the back of my great grandmother because I thought she was going to be a zombie (since she’s been dead for 35 years) turned out it was my great grandma very nice and sweet and just knitting away like nothing was wrong. and I felt a warm calm feeling come over me but still felt very cautious because she’s been dead for years.

Under the Christmas tree I noticed that she had teenage mutant ninja turtle action figures. I was admiring them and she had waived her hand for me to pick one out to keep. I was super scared to pick out an action figure to keep....then I woke up.

Side note-I am a 41 year old woman who still loves teenage mutant ninja turtles. They are my favorite!

I was standing by a lake next to a rusty swing set. My coworkers were there. Black snakes started sprouting from the ground, slithering past us. My coworkers freaked out, but I told them it was okay. I used to handle snakes all the time as a kid. I tried to grab them but they were too fast, all headed to an abandoned building on a hill by that lake. I followed them up there and was lead down to the basement. It had many levels going down, with confusing staircases. Most levels were just empty and unfinished, with many door ways. Reaalllyyy creepy looking Down a couple levels there was a carousel with white horses, and in the next room down there were live horses tied to the wall. They all looked underfed and it smelled horrible. I remember feeling horrified, and suddenly knowing that a rich man owned this house. He really liked hoarding things. I left and came back with the police. They stayed in the room with the horses and i went down further. There were people there too. I tried to help them escape but then couldnt find my way out anymore! Thats when it ended. I dont dream often but this freaked me out.