Last night I dreamed that my family moved into an old mansion that seemed to be in downtown Detroit or a similar city. We were very busy exploring it, and, once again, the previous owners had left a bunch of furnishings and stuff. Finally, I thought we needed to invite some people over. So I invited my friends the Gallaghers and then we thought the six of us would be uncomfortable without others there and so we invited some other people.
This mansion did not look like the other houses that appear in my dreams. It was a real mansion with a huge central hall that was 2-3 stories high with a balcony all around that led to many bedrooms on the upper floor. There were columns, a grand piano, and in the front corner a large kitchen with several rooms (resembling Mount Vernon's kitchen, I now realize). I was showing our guests around and looking for a closet for their coats, etc., when suddenly a bright red semi truck drove in through the back and a bunch of people with AKs wearing camouflage streamed out. All of our guests ran for a door, which went to a large basement area. I went there as well, and I could hear scuffling going on above. The guests had grown in number until there were about 20 or 30, and then there were a large number of children, mostly boys, that were in a different area. One of the armed men came down to the basement and was circling around and talking. I couldn't see what he was doing because there was a man in front of me. I suddenly realized he was shielding me. Two of the armed men went to each person and shined a light on them. If the light turned green, they took that person away. They took away the man who was shielding me. He said it would be all right.
All of the guests ended up outside, sitting in a circle on the grass. I thought we should feed them because they were still our guests. So, I went inside to get a delivery menu. Some of the armed people were sitting in the living room beside their truck. When they saw me with the menu, they asked me to order some chicken, some falafel, and some yogurt. I got a pencil and paper and started writing their request. I thought if I brought them food, I might be able to negotiate with them. I went back outside to get the rest of the order and then got in my car and drove one block to a street with lots of restaurants on it. That's when my cat woke me up.
