All that I can remember of this dream is that it took place during the day, the forgotten parts of the dream took place at The BP Library where I was working, and at some point I left with my female coworker MA and a fictional female coworker with light-color skin with dark-color hair wearing glasses and a man who looked like or was Iain Glen.
We went to my parents house, MA drove her automobile and the other female coworker probably rode with her, and Mr. Glen rode in my automobile.
I offered some food to the others and they accepted, and I remember us going inside the house where I offered them some homemade and store bought desserts.
The next thing that I remember is the others leaving except for Mr. Glen and I, and I remember us walking around outside.
I am not sure if we walked somewhere else that looked partly like my parents yard or where we were at this point, I just remember seeing a strange earth/dirt made structure built on a cave or something, and it looked like it was where my parents house should be or it was in front of it.
I felt that we should avoid it but Mr. Glen wanted to take a closer look so he walked in the fenced yard, I hid behind what looked like the storage buildings in my parents yard that were in the same location they would be if this was my parents yard, and I warned him but he did not listen.
I watched from behind cover, it looked like an ancient structure, but I felt that maybe a tribe that had not made much if any contact with the modern world was probably living inside the cave or whatever.
At some point I noticed two very short men with light-medium color skin wearing only loincloths with bowl-like haircuts with dark-color hair with maybe some paint on their faces and body holding bows and arrows hiding like they were about to ambush Mr. Glen, and so I warned him to run to where I was.
As he did this the two very short men jumped out of hiding along with other very short men, and they started shooting arrows at us and making sounds and maybe saying some things in an unknown language.
The metal storage buildings were good cover, some of the arrows went over it and outside the yard, and at some point we ran out of the yard.
We decided to return to The BP Library, but I woke up as we walked there talking about what had just happened.