Dream About Son Morphing Stranger

I woke up in my bed and I went to grab my son just to snuggle with him but he wasn't there. And when I sat up he was sitting on the floor at the edge of the bed playing with clay. He was using the bed as a table and I told him, baby you can't play with clay on the bed. And he went to pick up all the pieces off and put them on the floor. And then I realized I didn't say it out loud, it was my thoughts and I was dreaming. Then Rowan, my son, started morphing into somebody else. Like it was just swirls and whirls of colors, like all of his facial features were just becoming blurred until it turned into somebody else. And he was replaced with this guy that was in his thirties, completely different looking than he was, a few shades darker and everything, and said, finally you're aware. And after he said that, he morphed right back into my son, who was no longer the stranger, who was back to being my son Rowan. So, then I got up out of bed and I just started acting as if it was a normal day, even though I had known I was dreaming. I then started walking around and I was trying to make the guy reappear, to ask him, what was I aware about, what is it? I could never find him. And then, I was just walking down the street, and a man in a trench coat and a hat, it was kind of like a, not quite a top hat, but similar to it. And I looked at his face, and it was him, so I stopped him, and he just smiled at me. He just smiled at me, and I was like, what am I aware of? What are you trying to tell me? He said that I would find out soon. There was no more clarity and then the man started acting as if he had no idea who I was and he suddenly had a different face.