Dream About Narnia Like Prophecy And Dangerous Escape

Where to start? I had a dream that reminded me a lot of Narnia. I was the daughter of an Indian family that held a very dark secret from our ancestors. It was such an intricate dream, but I remember there was a prophecy I wasn't told. I lived my life normal as a child, going to school and stuff, when out of nowhere, one day, these people broke into our house with weapons and looking for someone or something. I had like two or three siblings and I was the youngest, and my mom and dad just took all of us and they brought us to like this basement room that was ultra secret and safe. Except it wasn't and it couldnt protect us from the bad people, our parents hugged us and then they told something to my older sister and brother, they were whispering but I could see they kept looking back at me. When my parents left, they fought the bad people to give us a chance to escape. We escaped successfully, and we just kept running and running away through a forest when we heard an explosion. Huge, loud, destructive. Our house and our parents were officially gone. We didn't let that stop us, I tried to go back but my older siblings didn't let me. After running and walking for hours, we arrived at this medieval looking place, like a kingdom that was gated and protected. When we approached the huge doors, they wouldn't let us in until my older sister said "We are the prophecy, and it has started." At last they opened the doors and we went inside. It seemed like its own world away from technology, and the city. But they had weaponry, food, clothes, everything you can imagine but as if from the Indian medieval times. We stayed there for a while, less than a week. I kept asking questions that no one would answer, and it'd make me mad. My siblings didn't take me seriously and I missed my parents. One day when we were sleeping, in the middle of the night a fire started. It woke the whole village up. Screams, heat, light, smoke. They were shooting fire arrows over the walls and gate to us, starting to burn all the buildings one after the other. Everyone was running and screaming. My siblings were trying to stay together and navigate to an exit, but we didn't know the place at all. At last, the bad people were able to enter the kingdom and brought down the gates. It started a horrific genocide whilst they were looking for US, or more specifically, me. In the midst of the chaos and fear, I ran away from my siblings to a hiding spot. All I remember is them screaming "come back we have to stay together!" But I was so scared. I somehow was able to get out of the kingdom through a back door, back into the forest. It was still incredibly dark, but the light from the fire allowed me to see a little. I wanted to wait for my siblings but didn't. I started wandering into the forest when it got really quiet, and I heard heavy steps besides my own. I started running, and I could feel something was chasing me. Tears came out of my eyes and when I closed them, I hit something hard that stopped me, and made me fall onto the floor. When I opened my eyes, a lion was over me, looking at me. I started screaming out of fear when the lion put his paw on my mouth, looked around us quickly and then he started speaking! "Do not fear. It's paramount that I take you to safety." He reminded me a lot of Aslan from the movie Narnia, and I think that's who he was supposed to be. I got on his back and we left. Morning came by, the forest was awakening when I asked him "what's happening?" And he just said "patience." Finally we arrived at another place that was secured and isolated, and looked very similar to the other Kingdom, except this one looked more like camp grounds or something. Everyone was Indian. Aslan let me down and I walked next to him, everyone that would notice us would stop and bow at us. I didn't understand. I couldn't find my siblings either. . . We arrived to a place a bit away from everyone, when my siblings came out of a tent running to me. I was so happy I cried, and hugged everyone. They got mad at me for running away, but then Aslan interrupted saying "we're all safe that's all that matters". Then out of nowhere, he started digging on a spot on the dirt, and retrieved a chest. He wanted to tell us something, but someone announced the enemy was coming! Horns started sounding, and Aslan looked at me and said "you are the prophecy, just trust your gut. Now get out of here." He took my older brother and gave him a weapon, and he jumped on his back and they both started running away towards the danger. My sister grabbed the chest, and my other older sister grabbed me and we all started running but I was so curious of what was inside. I stopped all of us so I could open the chest and see what was inside, they kept telling me no don't do it, but I did. I could see the contents but couldn't understand... It was pictures of me as a child with my family, except it was a different family altogether in all the pictures. They were all different families but I was in all of the pictures over and over again. I was so shocked, I felt like I was starting to understand the prophecy when my alarm woke me up and that's the end.