Dream About End Of The World And Strange House

This dream takes place in some kind of hotel. Me and my dad are upstairs, watching people in the streets through the windows. They are rioting everywhere due to religion. In the street, there is some kind of message carved into the road with religious symbols carved in as well. Me and my dad are convinced it is the end of the world due to how crazy everything is. We try to joke about the situation and are even somewhat dismissive. I try to take a picture of the message twice and find out later, that it got deleted in my camera roll. I also end up with a bruise on my arm. My and my dad think that it was a protest from jesus. Later on, we find out that other people experienced the same thing when they tried to take pictures. The dream then transitions into the next scene. The next part of the dream takes place in a town or city. Me and my family along with many other people are in some kind of carriage on a ride. It is Christmas time and I make a joke that it will be the last Christmas as the world is ending. There is an old woman sitting next to my sister. I think that it was nice of her to be able to experience life to the fullest. I personally feel sad that me and my sister will die young. I then start to feel like this reality isn’t real and I hop out of the wagon to go to the bathroom. As I investigate, the setting changes to be in some kind of dimly lit house. My vision is blurry and I am trying to find the door to the bathroom. I then find a door that I intuitively know is to the living room/kitchen but I walk through anyway. The setting I see I notice is a place I’ve seen in a dream before. It is a well lit area, contrasting what I was seeing before. There is a table with some food on it. As I’m investigating, I turn around and there are suddenly people at the table that I don’t know. They are very happy and friendly and don’t seem to notice that I am a stranger. I go over to the table to get some food. The food in particular is cake. As I’m trying to get a piece, I am having trouble putting it on my plate. One person there then helps me. I quickly start to feel like this reality also isn’t real. The next part of the dream is strangely enough me waking up inside the dream. I am in my normal house again. I go downstairs to tell my dad about the dream as I think it is significant and some kind of paranormal message about the end of the world. My dad is strangely enough interested in what I have to say. I then try to tell my mom, who weirdly enough already knows. It turns out I was actually telling my mom instead of my dad the whole time. When I legitimately try to tell my dad, he said that he knows already because he was listening to our conversation. I then try to tell my sister who is also strangely enthusiastic to hear about my dream. After I tell her, there is a strange person that suddenly enters our house. He is fat and very short. He comes over to me and tries to assault me. I yell for my dad and he comes over to get him off of me. He kicks him outside and I investigate to see how he had gotten in. It turns out the doors were not locked properly. (in real life my dad has a habit of not locking doors) I am angry and also fearful and lock all the doors in the house. Suddenly, I hear the knob turning to the garage door. It’s as if the strange man is trying to enter the house again. I go outside out of fear thinking that I need to get away. I notice very quickly that the the entrance to the garage is open. I then go to my car which for whatever reason, is sandwiched between two other cars that I don’t recognize. As I’m about to leave and drive away, all of the dream sequences end.