I remember part of four dream fragments that might have been one dream, with the first dream fragment taking place during the day in a fictional area that might have been in D, and I was either with or later helped some undercover police officers/agents who were after the leader of some South American or Mexican drug cartel whose name might have sounded something like Al-A-Zar (And maybe a last name that I can not remember).
There was an old multi-floor house near where the undercover agents arrived, it was being guarded by men with guns on the ground and on the roof, and there were three undercover agents; two men and one woman, and they walked near the house and called out the name of the leader, and asked the guards if he was there.
The guards pulled out their guns and were ready to shoot, I walked closer to the agents, and they pulled out their badges to warn the guards not to shoot; and the guards refused to say whether they recognized the name or not, or if that leader was there or not.
There was a stand-off between the guards and agents/I, with both groups showing their guns, we started to back away as the agents quietly called for the SWAT team/backup/and a warrant/permit to search the house; I waited with the agents for the backup to arrive, but that is all that I can remember.
The next dream fragment involved me driving to my grandfather’s house during the day and my mom was there along with one or more of my family members, and they had an ice cooler outside with some drinks in it; and some young family members of one of my former classmates, maybe MP, came to ask for some drinks in the ice cooler.
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