Ghosts, desert, moron parents, and monkeybearpeople??

Wandering old house with a really strange and advanced digital camera. I took a picture through a window in the loft of the house and suddenly looked at the image... finding a very strong reflection on the window of children.
Went around the house seeking out the 'ghosts'... only to find an agressive spirit who wanted us out of there.
Suddenly I and whoever I was with were 'reversed'... where we were in the ghost world and the only one who could see us was the agressive spirit. We were at the door of the house when she warned us to get out or we could get hurt. The threat had almost more of a warning feel to it than I thought it should have... and I learned why.
I bumped into someone I 'knew' outside. He was a tall strong man, older, with dark hair. We were talking, I was excited and relieved to find someone like us there... when suddenly he picked me up by the throat, ready to kill me. He was one of them... and the one that the other spirit had warned us about.
I think I somehow got away... then was leading someone else through the house a long time later, but made the stay short. We were tracking a ghost boy with my camera.... he wasn't happy about it.

The dream changed... and I remember being on a desert (sandstone) mountain road with my parents in a large vehicle (like an SUV or truck). The area had the word Angel (I almost want to say 'Angel Mountain" in it's name... but in my mind it was a place like Goblin Valley... yet it was nothing like goblin valley. But I apparently held it with the same level of fondness.
Suddenly we were trying to drive a pedal car  down the road and ended up on a foot trail. I was trying to avoid something... creatures or a flash flood. And I stopped for a moment to listen and scout.
Then I was back in the big plastic pedal car, yelling at my parents to knock it off, because they were still headed down the foot-trail, even though it was obvious there was a cliff with roughly made stairs.
The car flipped over with my mom in the front of it several times. She would be miffed at first, but only at the inconvenience. She was still wanting to try to speed down the dangerous trail.
I somehow talked them into turning around, though they were making a big deal of the whole thing. "Oh Andrea. You of course get like this only in a place where you want to work." My mom said this sarcastically and mockingly. I was like "...wtf.. I'm just trying to keep us from getting killed... didn't you see the freaking STAIRS??? We were obviously not supposed to be on there with this thing." Though, I didn't say any of this outloud. Just rolled my eyes and accepted the role of paranoid selfish person that she shoved on me.

Then I was in a town full of people that were a combo of part ape part bear too. Humans were used as pets/apprentices. (lolol planet of the apes anyone?)
These were dangerous to most people, but I was an exception, and was apparently headed to see one of these creatures that I had been an apprentice for.
The creature greeted me, then somehow my dad was there, making light of the dangerous situation as I tried to get him to shake the hand/paw/claw of the creature. But he was actling like a simpleton, just like with the car.
I ended up talking to the creature, and it seemed like I was inquiring about some work for them, only in a different place.
Something else happened, but I can't remember what. I ended up waking up soon after.