Dream About Bulldozers And Rescue

So this dream was weird. I operate bulldozers, haul trucks, small rubber tire dozers and such at work; just one of many operators. The dream again surrounds Alica and I. In the beginning, we are operating bulldozers in the old west, working our land. For a lack of better wording, desperado bulldozers come and abscond with Alica. They leave me for dead. I am healed by an old Native American woman and she says once I am healed I have 2 choices, 1 to go after them to rescue Alica and the other is to just go on with life’s I was given a second chance. I choose to go after Alica, as in this dream we are connected, and much like the movie “The Searchers” I embark on a long journey. I track down the kidnappers but from a distance I see Alica is now working with them, not just running bulldozers, but blades and loaders. I slowly start picking off these desperados, causing accidents until I get down to the original 3 that had tried to kill me. Alica , from observation , appears to be going along with them like Stockholm syndrome, and as I approach them with a rifle, I pick off the third, drop the second with the rifle butt and a tomahawk to the head, Alica pulls a pistol on me and starts shooting. She doesn’t recognize me. The leader climbs on his dozer and tries to track over me. Alica is shooting at me as he tracks away after missing me. I grab a hold of her, show her that it’s me, she is paralyzed by the sight of me and collapses in my arms and I turn and watch the last bad guy apparently escaping, however I planted dynamite as a trap surrounding the camp and as he is reaching that site I watch as his bulldozer explodes and he is flung away on fire. I lay Alica on a blanket and make sure she is comfortable in her unconscious state and walk over to the man. He is broken and covered in burns but he is trying to gloat me. I crush his ankles and knees and I see an ant hill. I go to a saddle bag and get a bottle of honey and I pour it on him and sit back and as the day goes forward hear his screams as he slowly dies from his injuries as well as the ants eat him alive. Later a pack of coyotes finish him off and once his body is picked clean down to the skeleton I burn the bones with the other two bodies and chant the Native American revenge song. I carry Alica to a town, to a doctor and it takes several weeks to nurse her back to health. The doc says her mind is broken from repeated rape and torture. He says she will never be the same, but I continue to nurture her. Over time she sees that I will never leave her and as the time goes by she again finds her love for me, understands my devotion and we start anew with renewed vigor