Dream About Basketball And Violence

So, I'm outside in a basketball court, and there's two basketball courts next to each other. I'm sitting on a bench, talking to my friend about our shoes, because there's like a button on the front of our shoes. And when you press it, a knife can slip on my shoe. A knife can like slip out from the bottom. And on her shoe, if you press the button, the platform on her shoe comes off. So, after a while, everybody stops playing basketball. And I turn around to see why they were stopping. And they're like, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god. So, I'm like, what's happening? And then they start pointing, and I look over to a car. Because it's like, on the opposite side of the basketball court, there's this old man that's beating up this little girl and this woman. So, I'm like, oh my god, somebody recorded, but none of us have our phones. And then I look at them, and I realize they're like all ROTC cadets. So, then I look over to my left, on the opposite side of the courts. Chief is on his phone, not paying attention. And I was like, oh my god, and then he sees us watching him. And he's like, what the fuck are y'all watching for? Yadda, yadda, yadda. And we're like, oh my god, everybody, run. So, we're running, we're running, we're running. And then, all of a sudden, I turn around to see where he's at. So, I can tell whoever he's at. I can assume who he's trying to go after. And I try to tell him, like, yeah, let's go, let's go, let's go. And he's looking at me. And I'm like, okay, let me just go. Let me just hurry this up. So, then I run to a door, which is the side door to my old school building. And then right before I open it, my dream flips to, like, an interview. And he's, like, going down a list of people who were at the basketball court. By first and last name, even though we didn't know him. Like, he knew us. And then it switches to a random white girl with blonde hair. And she says the name of a girl that used to go to my school in elementary, but she switched it on. I haven't seen her since. And then she says my name. And then she's like, oh, when I was in high school, I didn't like to do, I didn't like to wash the laundry, but I didn't mind folding it. And now that you're in high school, I was praying that you would go to a school that the old man was in so you can understand what I went through. And then I woke up.