Dangerous Redhead

In a large house. There is a sense of tension and danger as many people mill around. At the back door of the house a woman with red hair attacks me with a knife and forces me outside. She locks the door. I know I have to return to the front of the house. The garden is like a tropical jungle. I run rapidly to reach the light and safety at the front of the house. When I get to the front door friendly faces welcome me. I notice that in my clenched fists there are clumps of red hair. People congratulate me.