I dreamed that I was in a car garage. There were two or three men. I saw a man kill them with his samurai sword. For some reason the man with the samurai sword felt like he was my father. As I walked through the garage, I saw that the dead ones were regenerating and coming back to life. I ran so fast in the garage to find an exit. Then I said to face them and stop.
When I stopped, I looked straight into their faces and said, “HEY I did not kill you. My father did.” They all looked confused. As if they were robots that went haywire.
THEN I WOKE UP.
Funny thing when I woke up. I was sweating and exhausted. Funny!