Dream About Homecoming And Excavation

It was homecoming, and I’m going to it with my sister and some girl named Katelyn. We arrive at the place it’s at, but it’s way before the dance actually starts, so my sister and Katelyn go inside, while I go sit outside, and text my dad making sure he’s bringing our dresses. A minute later Katelyn comes back outside saying she has to go find a green shirt because apparently her multi-colored top wasn’t allowed due to it being against fashion law or something like that. Suddenly we’re in Walmart looking for a green shirt, but don’t find one, so Katelyn walks out the store, headed to another one in hopes of finding this green shirt. In the meantime, I head back to where I was sitting, which were these warehouse type shelves outside the door that goes to the dance, and I pull out a book/notes for studying and doodle in the margins. Next thing I know, this guy shows up and starts throwing a rubber bouncy ball in front of me, and he then says, “You do realize how much it would hurt if you got hit by this.” And then I say, “I don’t really care, you wouldn’t hit me.” So he challenges me to let him throw it at me in order to prove his point that it would hurt. So I let him, and when he throws it, my arm decides to block it. He says, “That’s cheating.” So I respond, “No it’s not, besides I’m busy studying, like you should be.” He says, “You’re not even studying, you’re just doodling.” I say, “Same thing.” So he sits down next to me, and we start talking. I don’t remember what we were talking about, only that he was half Russian. Then I get up to go do something, and come back, and tell him to scoot over so I can sit where I was again. A little while later I’m outside, walking with this girl, and we’re headed to this house from the Forest Gump movie. When we get close to the house, we walk past a row of FBI vehicles, and the girl asks me why they’re there, to which I respond, “They’re here to protect the guy who lives here because he’s really important.” So then we’re walking to the backyard, and suddenly I see those caution tapes in front of us, and then someone fires a warning shot in front of us. So I just scream sorry, and we start walking away. Then this lady from the FBI chases us down and tells us why that happened. Then, we come up to this house, and while we’re walking I have a strange feeling that he’s the sister of the Russian guy I met earlier, but I never actually confirm it in the dream. Next thing I know, we’re doing some kind of excavation in a neighbors front lawn, and we find these pieces to different statues, that look like they need to be put together. The statues seemed like they’d make a Mickey Mouse, a dog (blood hound maybe), and something else that I don’t remember. Anyways, the FBI lady is too worried to actually put the statues together without backup, and then calls backup while letting me and this girl leave. Now I’m at a theme park really late at night, and it looks like it should be closed. We surprisingly get let into it, but only to the area with restaurants and a, looks to be, broken down Ferris wheel. My parents tell me and my siblings to go on the Ferris wheel, so we do, and it’s not like a normal Ferris wheel, but one where you have to hand onto the handle bars while you go around. Anyways, me and my siblings go on it for a while, with another girl who joins us, and then my dream ends.