Thanks for the reply! I didn't watch the show but Dr. Who seems like an interesting show, and I've seen a few episodes including the one about moving statues. That episode is pretty popular, and maybe that's where my brain got the inspiration for my dream…
Also I had another weird one recently! I was working with a group of people underground and these people were talking about something, I was just watching them from a distance fixing a machine and taking out huge amounts of some weird substance. It didn't smell bad but it was a dark green color and there was a lot of it. So they took it all out and put the weird 'liquid' in large two containers. I took these containers and started going down the corridors. (For some reason it was really easy for me to push them when in fact the containers were about my height and filled to the brim so they must've been pretty heavy.) While walking, I suddenly realized I was in a dream… This isn't who I was, where I normally went etc. I kind of panicked but there was someone (or something?) passing by, so I just kept walking without looking at them. I knew where I was going instinctually. When I reached the room I were going to, I saw an empty room full of tables, on each table a microscope and I realized/remembered I was a chemist and my job here was to examine this green substance.
I pushed the containers into the room and closed the door behind me. Without thinking I reached for my pocket to lock the door but in horror I realized I forgot the keys. Suddenly I was incredibly scared, standing in front of the door and holding the handle. Just as I feared, suddenly the door was trying to be opened by something outside, I resisted it by force and after a while it stopped. I looked through the key hole and just saw the wall, besides I felt at ease so I opened the door to take a look. I knew I weren't in huge danger as it was just noon now, but I knew I'd be here for a while to research and I definitely had to lock the door at night. I contemplated turning back all the way to take my keys (They were in my drawer so I had to go back to my room, which I knew was in a higher floor) but I couldn't leave the two containers without supervision, it could be a big mistake and even cost me my job. But taking them with me wasn't an option either because there were no elevators and it was impossible to take the stairs with them. So I was standing in front of the door, thinking what to do. I was angry at myself for forgetting something so crucial and was also feeling regretful. As a last resort, I tried telepathically communicating with a friend of mine who also worked in this place (Cellphones didn't exist in this plane but telepathy wasn't common either, only some people could do it) and started sending my signals to him, telling him what happened and how to find my keys but I think he (or she?) turned me down for some reason and cut off the line. Shocked by my friend's behavior, suddenly I have the urge to look at the window and to my horror, sun has set and I feel something coming near. That's where the dream ends.