All that I can remember of this dream is that it took place during the day, I remember going inside maybe a dimly lit almost shopping mall-like building, but it probably was not a mall (I know that it had some recreational areas for people to talk and sit and do various other things, food, drink, maybe some arcades, and maybe a few other things).
Inside this building I was probably sitting down somewhat depressingly when I approached by a group of people (a diverse group of men and women, and I remember that one of the women had whitish colored skin with medium-length yellowish colored hair and she somewhat reminded me of a raider from the Fallout video games; and they probably seemed like some people who were up to no good) who offered me a job to do some yard work with them for a rich family, they seemed to know that I was in need of a job, and that maybe earlier in the dream I had failed to get a certain job.
There was more that happened before this point in the dream but I can not remember what happened exactly but I possibly remember being at a multi-story building during the day with a restaurant on an upper floor that looked like or was an area where I once saw some celebrities among tourists or people in a past dream, and in that past dream I possibly had a drink with the actor John Goodman I think but I could be wrong.
I possibly applied for a job there as I was looking around for a job desperately but I probably was turned down, my job search probably failed, and then I probably went to this building after losing hope about finding a job.
I did not know any of the people who approached me except for my former male classmate DH who was oddly with this group which makes no sense and is not like him at all, I remember accepting the job, but I soon found out that they were going to rob a rich family (a husband, wife, and maybe son and daughter who had whitish colored skin with maybe the daughter and the mother having yellowish colored hair and maybe the father and the son having brownish colored hair).
Earlier in the dream during some other parts of the dream that I can not remember, I met this family somehow and I probably even went to their house and I probably got to see the inside of their house, and they had been nice to me.
Somehow this group probably knew about my failed job search and that I had seen the inside of this family’s house so they were probably targeting me specifically because they knew that I was a bit depressed about my failed job search, that I needed a job, that I was desperate, that I was currently vulnerable, that I had knowledge about the inside of the rich family’s house, and that the family would recognize me and feel more trusting of them.
I have no idea how this happened but I did something that is not like me at all, I accepted the job knowing that it was just a cover for them to rob this rich family, and so I was going to help them with this robbery and split the stolen money with them which is not like me at all.
This group of people were pretending to be contractors with their own company who mostly do yard work and house work, they even had matching uniforms and a dark-colored work van as disguises, and they had tricked the rich family into contracting them to do some yard work for them.
They went over their plan, which I can not remember, and I probably gave them the information that they needed to help them find the money and whatever else they were going to steal.
We got dressed, put our equipment in the van, and we all left in the van to the rich family’s house but when we got there I probably was afraid and having second thoughts and so I probably told them this and warned them that I might decide to not take part in the robbery.
I probably told them what they should do if this happens, that if they got caught that I did not want them mentioning my involvement, and maybe some tips on not getting caught.
We got out of the van to meet the family who greeted us warmly, they remembered me and I felt bad about what was going to happen and I felt that it was wrong and I was disappointed in myself for helping this group, and I decided to not take part in this robbery but I was not able to tell the others this because the family was around.
After the family showed us what they wanted us to do we started working, I remember having a rake and raking leaves along the right side of their fence by an alley, and this was far away from their nice house.
The others walked behind the house where I could not see them, at some point I heard an explosion, and I assumed that they were blowing open some safes inside the house.
I could not see what was going on so I walked toward the back yard near the fence for a better view, I still did not see anyone so I moved to the front where the van was parked, and the others were running to the van with probably the stolen money to escape.
I saw told my former classmate DH and the others that I wanted no part in this and that they should leave, and so they left while I continued raking leaves like nothing had happened.
This was risky but I was going to try to avoid telling the police or the family all the truth, I was going to tell them some of the truth, but avoid mentioning my involvement or that I knew that they were going to rob the family or that I knew one of the members of the group.
I saw the SWAT team and police and detectives arrive quickly, to the house, and I saw the family walking out to talk to them.
I was nervous and afraid but I tried to stay calm, I went over my plan, I tried to predict what questions I would be asked and how I should answer them, and I practiced in my mind preparing to tell the truth without lying but withholding enough information to not incriminate myself and to avoid helping them find the others.
I felt that I possibly had a chance to succeed with my plan but I probably felt bad about it, it was going to require hiding the full truth from this family who had been nice to me and they would probably even let me keep working for them, but I was afraid that they would eventually catch one or more of the others and/or find evidence that would incriminate me.
This was still not like me at all and I did not like this but I really did not want to go to prison and I was embarrassed by my actions, I was in a very terrible situation, and I thought that this was real which made it even worse.
I kept raking and watching from a distance preparing myself for an Oscar-winning performance to try to escape this situation, but I woke up.
That was not fun feeling like a villain and feeling like a liar, and helping some people rob a nice family like that.