Trading House Shootout and Subway Descent

dream root and mouthwash - forget exactly how started but was with someone who knew the \"number 1 trader(finance) in the world\". We were in Cali and I was with a top trader in the world and we were going to the number 1\'s house. We were in Cali. We drove a tesla there. As soon as we got there this old guy(65?) came out of the house and welcomed us. This house was incredible, somewhere in LA it seemed and had a pool and all open with a ton of son. We went inside and he was saying how him and his wife had to go. His wife was a gorgeous maybe 30-35 year old darker woman, maybe carribean or something. We went inside and now it was just me, Sean Obrien, and Greg Nofi. Nofi did something bad and Sean locked him in his own bedroom in a sort of \"timeout\". He could see thru a crack in the door tho but didn\'t seem to mind being in there too much. Then we heard police sirens in the distance. The old man grabbed his keys and hopped in his tesla roadster and spedoff with his wife. Feel like here Nofi left with the he old guy too and now was only me and Ryan Craine at this house. We\'re inside pretending we don\'t know they\'re coming but know we can\'t get away in time so just play dumb like we don\'t know what\'s going on - even tho that\'s true. 3-4 big swat vans pull into driveway and park. They can see us inside from the big windows looking at the pool in the back and they surround the house while we just wait for them. 3 agents who are dressed down but have guns enter and say hey fellas and start searching around. Not sure what this is about but we let them. We\'re now their captives. They keep looking for stuff and one goes into the fridge and pulls out leftover spaghetti. He tells us to tell the old man thanks for his hospitality or something before eating it. \"But he won\'t be getting it back..\" I think he finished with. Still searching around, we get up and walk around. There are 2 of them in this secret back room we haven\'t seen before so we go in. It\'s full of exotic animals in cages or tanks. In the middle is a pen of like 5 baby/small hippos. One of the guys is touching ones butt and explaining how it has some calcium buildup underneath it\'s skin or something. They look miserable and there\'s no water and their skin is battered. But they do look cute and it looks like 2 families. We keep looking around at the others. There are tons of birds in cages where they can\'t fly and I say this is wrong and that every animal in here should be freed. Ryan disagrees and said they\'re worth something and should stay here. Small argument but we\'re about to be arrested so this ethical debate can wait. All the sudden we hear the alarm being set and we\'re now locked in this room. They spaghetti guy says sorry in a sarcastic way and continues to eat. The alarm is invisible between each doorframe but we can see it\'s set because it\'s read on our side of the frame. sob tries to unlock it with his finger scan but doesn\'t work. We 3 look at eachother and say fuck it were gonna die or go to jail anyway, let\'s at least try a door( there are 3 leading out of this room) so we go for it and open a door that leads to the backyard. We say \"well we\'re gonna die anyway\" and one of the agents sitting back in a lawn chair with a magnum pistol says \"yup..yes you are\" and we start running and he shoots Sob first, then me second and I feel that warm ooze of blood draining again. I fall to the ground and this dog comes over and wants to play with me. He\'s running around my head and I say \"not now Kiara\" even tho it\'s a different dog(maybe a lab or something) named \"Kira\". The man says something else and I respond with something since I\'m not dead yet and he shoots me again. I\'m still not dead and now all the agents are outside and I start talking to them. I tell them to at least let all the animals go. They let me talk cause I\'ll be dead any second now and they say they will. I tell kiara I can\'t play now and then die (I guess). Next scene(but same dream, haven\'t woken yet) is I\'m with a tall big black guy kindof like Morpheus from the matrix and we\'re walking towards and into the subway entrance. I tell him the terms they apparently told me which was they were going to take control of his company but he could keep the name the same. He mulled this over, didn\'t like it, but sort of realized he had no choice. We start descending the subway escalator down and it\'s being worked on, but we get on it anyway. Our train is coming but this is a veryyyyy long escalator and we\'re not going to make it down in time to make it. We joke that we can jump off the moving escalator  and land thru one of the Windows into a seat. Then I bring up how this is the second time I\'ve been killed in a dream recently. And we just sort of stand there in silence, slowly descending the escalator to the far away platform below. Wake up.