My nightmare

Last night I had a twisted dream. I shouldn't watch horror movies because my mind wanders to dark places, ones that have nothing to do with the movies I watched. I didn't finish writing this but enjoy what you will of what's here.
In a farmhouse a group of people who are former criminals mainly that are trying to get a fresh start on life. My character being a former arsonist.
As we build our new lives by writing hard and becoming accepted members of the community a few of our members seem to be getting quiet and strange things start happening.
Missing lawn tools (shovels, chicken wire, hammers, wood, etc) start becoming an issue.
We try not to put blame on any of ourselves, thinking maybe it's an upset person in the community who doesn't like or trust us.
I am the youngest female in our group. Out of 7 there are 4 men & 3 women. Their backgrounds (mainly thieves) including: Jesse: an (attempted/caught on escape-turned in accomplices) bank thief, Mark: international car (thief) trader (released with help from expensive lawyer), Gina: former magicians assistant gone jewel thief (released because the magician, along with the jewels, couldn't be found), Will: my partner in grand arson (& lover, we were released after discovering a non lethal, wearable, fire proof material now used for fire fighters and bomb techs) and Joe & Marie: the royal kidnappers (a couple who stole kids for high ransom, released after finding the presidents kidnapped daughter).
So we might not be the best of people but we were trying to be better... as far from major law officials as possible...
One day, after another discussion of more missing materials Gina asks me to come look at her work on the masonry of the fireplace...
I wake up in a dark hole, mainly made of dirt. I have just enough room to curl in a ball or stretch out but I'm unable to even sit up. I see a faint light and can't seem to reach it... there's chicken wire firmly in the way. As I try to keep calm I start feeling around my prison(?) I discover there are planks of wood on key areas to keep this dirt hole from caving in on me. I tried to yell out but my throat felt dry and sore- like I'd already screamed my brains out. I was definitely dehydrated so I couldn't figure how long I'd been out.
I lay there unsure of what to do when I heard voices: (Will) "Gina have you seen her?" (Gina) "Hmm, not since she checked my masonry work on the fireplace. She said it looked good and that it would hold up nicely. Then she said she had other projects she needed to check on. She always puts so much on her shoulders, I'm sure she just got caught up somewhere around this big property." (Will) "Thanks Gina, if you see her send her back here to the house so I can talk to her." (Gina) "Oh if course hun!"
...so I'm in the house somewhere? The voices were coming from the area the light was... apparently I haven't been gone too terribly long yet.
This is Gina's doing. She was the only other person who wanted to be house-leader. She had told me she was actually relieved that she didn't have to do all the work that I've ended up having to do. Everyone had just felt with the fact that I grew up on big farm property that I would have the best idea of how things should run...
Where am I? Where did she stash me? ... oh my head hurts... I rub the back of my tender head, discovering hair matted with... dry blood(?) ... wait, the missing hammer! I remember seeing it next to the fireplace and reaching for it, then... ugh, blackness...
I start picking at the chicken wire, trying to find where it ends buried in the dirt, only to no avail. After digging nearly 6 inches on each side of where I can reach there is no end and sharp rocks and such were tearing up my fingers and making them bleed... I'm so tired... *sleep*
I wake to what sounds like a long disused door, groaning open. Looking towards the light I originally glimpsed to see Gina's figure looking down upon me. "I've come to feed you." She says, "don't try to speak, what I've done to your throat will make it excruciating enough to eat and drink, you'll want to save your energy for that." I croak out, "why?" With her reply being "you'll see soon enough..."
She wasn't kidding, I cried silently with every bite from the horrible pain. What voice I might have had was gone. After I finished my oatmeal, peaches and water I fainted from the pain.
I awoke still in my tomb.