In the dream, I wake up in my mom's bedroom. The room is dark and I go to the window to have a look. It is night outside and there is a high, metallic watchtower slightly to the left from our house. An armed soldier dressed in a brown uniform is on the watchtower, armed with a rifle.
I want to go out but for some reason it is so very hard to get past our stairway. When I finally get out of the house, I am happy. Then suddenly I am a big, white and shining creature with some resemblance to a dog. I go to the bright garden lamp on our yard and start to dance in its light, I am so happy, so overjoyed and thrilled to be alive.
Suddenly, I come to a stop. Just beyond the circle of the light I see an another dog. It is black, so black I can barely see its huge, shadowy form from the darkness and has blazing red eyes. The black dog charges without a sound and goes through me -- or in me since I can't see it coming out from my back.
I have no strenght to dance anymore and I have stopped shining. I see two people sitting on the walkway next to our yard and I go to them. They are playing cards. I can't see their faces but they are very solemn. They don't speak or look at me and then one of them picks up a card and shows it to me. I collapse, tears running down my face.
[I could be wrong, but I think the number on the card was 8, and the card was black.]
