I barely remember part of the end of my last dream that I think took place in another country, and I remember going to a fair with my family except for my brother CC who was still gone to military basic training.
At some point we went to a windowless multi-story building that was like an apartment/hotel that somewhat reminded me of a Japanese school like the school on the Japanese animated TV series Another, which I watched the first episode of last night before going to sleep, and it seemed like it was evening or night now but I am not sure because there were no windows.
The building was carpeted with many hallways and rooms and at some point something happened that I can not remember, and I think that the military entered the building for some reason(s) that I can not remember to search the building and/or to stop an attack and/or something like that.
Eventually I left the building carrying papers belonging to my brother CC that had a variety of personal information about him (identification records, military sign-up papers, et cetera) and a man was with me, and he knew about the country that we were in and so he seemed to be my guide.
I walked with him to the border entrance/whatever of another country that was guarded by another military because we were going to enter this other country briefly for some unknown reason(s), but we stopped to watch as a group of people on a religious pilgrimage walked by us in front of the border entrance.
They were carrying very large potato sack-like bags and then they started picking up hay and/or dry beans from the ground to fill their large potato sack-like bags, and so I asked the man with me what they were doing and he gave me a brief explanation.
Part of their religious pilgrimage required that they fill their large pillow sacks/cases with hay and/or dry beans/vegetables, and sleep on it outside in this location I guess; and I think that there was a small barn-like building near this area that had extra pillow sacks/cases and hay and dry vegetables.
We got a pillow case as well and we started to fill them because the man with me said that we might have to spend the night outside the border entrance waiting for the military to finish their background check on us before letting us enter their country, and I remember giving the soldiers the paper work that belonged to my brother CC for some unknown reason(s).
I told them that the paperwork belonged to my brother CC and not me and I probably showed them my identification, and then some of the soldiers walked off to start the background checks; and the man with me and I prepared our pillow beds along with the people on their religious pilgrimage, but I woke up.