Helicopters

Dreamt we were living at my old childhood home and that my sister and her friend Becky were all living with us too. Husband wasnt in dream or at least not in the lart I remember. I also vaguely remember my parents in it but not in the parts o remember as well. They may have gone to work. Becky had an extra kid. Toddler. She got cold easy and often. Okay so dreamt we could hear helicopters outside. I peek out and one is circling out house, coming back and circling again. Becky wanted to go outside and look but I told her not to because it seemed suspicious. I peeked around at other houses and saw that they were being shot at. I yelled for everyone to get in a car and do it discreetly under the house/hidden. I tell my daughter to grab the dogs and I try to grab my cat, Stan. We start tiptoeing as fast as we can to a cat. Someone notices us. They call on their walkie talkie  for backup. More come. We try to talk out of getting killed. A lady instead tries to give us stuff for a suitcase and I can tell it is a tracker. I mentally tell myself I need to get it off as soon as we aren't being watched. Woke up.