Had a dream I was at someone’s house probably family trying to solve something while also messing around. I discovered a major secret if you took famous known scenes in movies that had the American flag oriented a certain way they’d line up to reveal the big picture. I pulled my friend over and it blew his mind. Then later 2 people showed up. 1 from the front entrance and 1 from the back. They swept through the house stealthily with silenced pistols. I hid then ambushed and killed 1 of them to take his gun. I was reloading the gun quietly as the other assassin was nearby. I shot first but missed, he snapped onto me and shot. I dodged and ran while he chased. Eventually we had cornered each other and just unloaded our magazines into each other. He had only hit my right side and left shoulder while I hit him all over the front of his torso. He laughed at me saying it was over and I would be dead but i lifted up my shirt and found I wasn’t shot anywhere vital. While he would be dead. So he slumped over on the ground dying while I felt the entirety of the pain from being shot. My arms wouldn’t cooperate without immense pain. My right side would light up like fire if I moved. It stung like hell. I got to my phone and called people to come help me. Apparently my mom was upstairs and this house became much larger. While waiting I filled a basket with things I wanted to bring to the hospital and told someone to carry it for me. My friends were super supportive while my mom just worried the whole time. I was aware and could feel everything, able to think and feel. I was crying through pain knowing my friends would take care of me. Then when getting in the car my mom referred to me as sylvie and my mind was racing about how she knew without me telling her and why she wasn’t upset about it. It wasn’t my main concern tho ofc. Dream faded into various chaotic other parts and I woke up.
suppose this additional dream could be considered an extension of the previous dream. but, my friends and I were out to eat at a diner and this politician was there. while sitting and listening to this guy talk memories played through my mind of us causing trouble for him. Going through his phone, DMs, emails, general nuisance to his car, transportation, hampering his daily life in anyway possible, and trying to get him kicked out of his position. He was currently in a call talking with security and some friends of his that he wants the group targeting him to be found cause he has a lot of secrets that would take his politician friends down as well. we had actually just wanted to show up to eat food and didn’t know he was there but this was great information to hear. he made the comment that he’s had incredibly bad luck as if the gods were out to get him. which had me thinking our plans were rather outlandish and in great quantity, we were never caught, left no trace, and always succeeded and more so. it was as if we had some greater influence and luck, as if the gods were out to get this guy. then a thought ran through my mind we were the instruments of the gods. I woke up to my alarm shortly after.