I dreamed of a gang carrying knifes killing the people and was at the house watching trying to look for my gun not finding it and also trying to lock the door and was not able to lock and wile trying to lock here comes my father who died five years ago and when he comes he stand a distance from the door and i m still there trying to lock at the same time busy calling him to quickly come because the thugs are coming as i was busy whispering he still not hearing until they come and took him away