Friend for Comfort

I'm staying at this castle like place alone. I don't know anyone and am just there on a getaway trip. This place is dark but it is not scary. I have my own room here with a big bed and a lamp. There is are large white double doors that open onto a porch. I meet a guy named Jeff. He seems nice and he instantly becomes my "go-to-guy" for any questions I have about this place. I am wandering around one night, after eating at the cafeteria there. I'm passing a staircase and I see Jeff. He instantly dashes up the stairs away from me. The people around him give me an odd look that I can't quite describe. It's as if they know something I don't. Jeff has already grown to be a great friend so I don't understand his quick runaway. People around are muttering amongst themselves and I just keep walking back to my room. It's almost time for bed anyways. I get my pajamas on and crawl into bed. It is really cozy with nice thick comforters. I don't like sleeping in my bed alone. My husband, Wayne is not with me and even though it is inappropriate I really want Jeff to come sleep with me. Not because I have romantic feelings towards him but because I want to have someone around for comfort. I feel lonely and it would be really nice to have a friend with me. I put on my slippers and head out of my room in search for Jeff. I end up finding him and somehow I realize something. He is supposed to kill me or haunt me somehow and make my life miserable. He is going against these orders though because he is sincerely my friend. It seems like he is under a spell or curse to do evil things however he can control it. It is weird. I wake up.