Cowardly Ghost Hunter

I had these dreams yesterday, so I'll be amazed if I remember more than little bits. They seemed to coincide. I remember the first one started out with me and a bunch of other people going inside a mobile home that had no electricity. I think we were going to get something. Inside it was pitch black and no one could see anything, so we stuck close together and made our way through the house. The kitchen was the darkest room of all. There was one particular guy that I stuck with. I think he had brown hair and a rifle. At some point I remember hearing the sound of several safety box cutters like they use at walmart clicking. I had one as well and was using it for self defense. Just in case. Skip ahead to the end of the dream because I can't remember what happened after that. I was running from the house and a young woman was shouting at me from a window and threatening to call the police. I told her she could go ahead and call and tell them I was a  coward and she was the hero. Tell them that I ran away.
I had another one when I went back to sleep where I was at a house with a group of ghost hunters from one of those ghost hunter TV shows. The living and dining rooms resembled my mother's apartment when she was alive. I remember we kept hearing strange sounds and things kept moving by themselves, but we just all stood in a circle and talked.