Putin's Party and Missing Car Nightmare

was going to a family party in either jersey or philly in kind of the outskirts of the city but not quite burbs. I drove there and some other people were already there, Farrell and a few other people. No one brought it up, but the house belonged to Putin and he was there just watching everyone. I played with some little kids, tag and that kid stuff. Was fun. Then the adults my age were all gonna go out to a bar around the block that the mob apparently ran.  Farrell was already drunk and think he was with some Japanese people like Michiko. They left earlier but I stayed behind to say goodbye to everyone and all that. My cousin Tim was also there and he drove his own car so we both went to our cars to drive to the bar, but now it was night time and I couldn't find my car. Even tho I was positive I was looking right where I left it. I walked up and down the block a few times in case I was wrong and the block was pretty shady and I felt I really didn't want to be out here anymore. I went in to some building that seemed like they might know where it was/if it got towed or something and the guy at the front desk seemed to get this question of vanishing cars often and had a big book of all the cars, but couldn't find mine. So I left and walked down the block. It was dark and I saw one person underneath a car, either working on it or hot wiring it. Knew I had to get out of here. Decided to just go back to aunt and uncles house(now it was Uncle Tom and aunt jeans new house and they moved in only a week or two prior to the party) on my way, I could see two girls with masks on walking towards me. One girl had a shotgun in one hand over her shoulder and the other hand had a big scary dog on a leash. I walked by cautiously and put my hands up like I meant no harm and I heard them giggle to each other after I passed and talk about how no one is gonna fuck with them anymore, now that they have a dog and a gun I assumed. I made it back to my uncles and the lights were off but I banged on the door and eventually Uncle Tom came down and let me in and said I could stay there. He went back upstairs and I put my bag down  and tried to lock the door. The front door knob was broken and it was not really locking properly. I fiddled around with some makeshift bolts and stuff and SORT of locked it. Although I was sure if someone really wanted to get in, they could. Then I went into the back room which was where I was planning on sleeping on the couch and the back sliding door was open. I closed it and tried locking that as well and again, was a real pain in the ass and not really locking. And when I finally got it I saw two people hopping a fence a few yards over, coming our way. Looked like burglars. Decided I wouldn't be able to sleep here so I left and went to go try to find my car again. Saw tim and he said his car was stolen or towed too. We went back to try to defend the house somehow but then woke up as we got in the backyard area.