In the Dream, I remember looking out our bedroom window and seeing a bunch of men running around outside. I went outside to confront them and it broke into a brawl, weapons were drew and fired. I shot one in the chest with a shotgun and the others were shot as well, but none of them died nor were they injured in any way.
The dream then took us back into the house in a bedroom. Alison (my Wife) was tied up in one chair, I was tied up in another and Aaron (our Son) was tied up on the bed. The leader was in front of me shouting ‘give it to me’. I told him, we didn’t have much money, but they could have it. The leader looked me in the eye and said, ‘You will tell where it is at’. Just as the torture was to start, the dream ended.