Dream About Vladimir Putin Chase And Flashback

Vladimir Putin, a girl and I were all waiting in a lobby of some sort. All the sudden people started whipping their cameras out and they started taking pictures of us. We started running and a sinking feeling filled my body. We took Vlad to this weird bunker but we were being chased by the people with the cameras. We tied vlad down and then stabbed him repeatedly in his left chest. He didn’t die, but he was very disoriented and saying random things so I stabbed into his right lower abdomen. He was bleeding a lot. His shirt was completely red and there was so much blood on my hands. Brenden was there now. I looked up to Brenden, into his eyes and told him, “ this might be the thing that breaks me. I might be gone”. That feeling I had before grew stronger and I started feeling the uncontrollable need to break down and sob. I tried to walk away but could barely get anywhere. For some reason I was now on a walkway in the hangar we were In above vlads body. I curled up into a ball and started crying, completely broke. Brenden and whoever else was with us asked if I was faking. They were saying Jonah this is not the time to fake if you are. But I couldn’t stop. I couldn’t move. I started having a flashback. Vlad and I were sitting in the same spot we were in when the cameras started getting pulled out in the beginning of my dream, but this was maybe 10-20 years earlier. Everything at first had the old movie style colors where you can tell it’s the past but ut soon went to normal. Vlad and I were making jokes and I was throwing this kind of maleable ball against the brick wall ahead of us. For some reason we we’re having a lot of fun and at this second I knew that I was in an old folks home. I was throwing the ball against the wall. the first throw it would just change its shape a little bit, kinda like a Lindt chocolate ball. The second throw though if you threw hard enough would completely shatter it and pieces would fly everywhere. Vlad and I were having the best time. Him watching me and me throwing. The flashback started fasting forward time and I could see that Vlad and I were friends for all of those years, just undercover in that old folks home. I zoomed through countless memories with this man, And then I was back in the present. Sobbing in a ball uncontrollably. Not able to do anything except. Everything too dark around me.