Strange Dream

It's 6:00 AM and I woke up about an hour ago from the strangest dream. A good portion of my dreams lately have been relatively normal and simple, that and I can't remember them. It's strange to me because I've always been able to remember my dreams until lately.

We moved into a new apartment by the river, and across from a liquor store. I remember making a big deal out of it, until I ventured inside. I looked in the small entrance room, and there was a staircase leading upstairs and then there was a hallway with more rooms and a kitchen. I looked into the doorway and I heard a man running down the hallway quickly, and he slammed the door shut. I didn't see him, and no one was in the apartment so I was afraid and left immediately to talk to someone outside. When I spoke to the people who lived nearby/owned the property (I couldn't tell), they told me a man had died in the river near that house. My natural assumption was that this man was a ghost in the building, and that was frightening to me in the dream at first...but as time grew on I got used to it. In the dream they showed me pictures of groups of (live) people, and he was an apparition floating behind them. There were several pictures and I got a good look at his face. He was someone I had never seen before in the waking world, so I haven't the slightest idea where this image of an apparition came from.

He was youthful and looked like a man of kindness and glowing health. Something also makes me assume he was in the service too. I think it may have been the army. While we still lived in the apartment it worried me. I was always anxious and paranoid of knowing he was there in the house with me. But as time carried on I started to accept him being there. I stopped being worried by his presence and I was instead thrilled to know he was there.

I lost a lot of the details in this dream other than that highlight. I remember scenes involving my parking lot, my current apartment and the people that live nearby. All of those were in the dark, it was night and it was muggy. But as soon as we made the move the sunlight was out and after getting past the apparition we were happy.

I wonder why I had this dream and why this man was so important. Was it someone I used to know? Someone who passed away? Or was it all in my head with little to no significance?