First nightmare in a while

I can only remember my first dream from last night, which occurred 30 minutes after I fell asleep; I had a much more in-depth and dramatic dream throughout the night which I now can not remember.

I was at a softball field that was part of a pretty nice complex of fields, and it was pitch black outside. I dropped my gear next to the bench (there was no dugout, no covering of any sort, just a bench) and I could hear the buzz of the field's lights as they took a few minutes to turn on. I also heard what sounded like a small motor coming from behind me. I saw a ghost in a wheelchair approaching the field and as it got closer, I realized that it was an older African American gentleman that I did not recognize personally, but I could tell he was pure evil. I dropped to the ground, behind the bench thinking maybe he hadn't seen me and would continue on his way. He passed the bench and just as I was breathing a sigh of relief, he stopped, cocked his head to the side as if listening, and began to turn his wheelchair back towards me.