My Dream

I dreamt today. It was a large school. Apparently a gunman had stormed into the school. The headmaster looked like my school's HM.We were to take refuge in his office which had a metal door. I suggested to him to take the handicapped. He said, "Great idea!" A group of pupils went to each class to fetch the handicapped. I don't think they were seen alive again. The HM's room had gold furnishing. I hid under a table and stuffed the spacing with cushions. I spent some time there in an uncomfortable position. 3 female teachers tried to close the door but couldn't. They were laughing shakily. I had a elder sibling with me. There was a knock on the outer layer of the door. It looked like my friend, Elia. We opened the door, but the gunman was there. If I'm not mistaken, she got shot. The gunman found me and covered my head with a black velvet bag and bound me with white rope. I read my country's local newspaper. I was the only survivor among those tied up. The weird thing is my name in the report was written as Robert. My sibling was Victoria. I just think that Vic died at around 28 and Robert at about 65. The surname was something like Frigate. I'm only sure that the surname ended with a 'gate'. The Chinese would say that me as Robert was a past life. Spread this when you read it. I would like people to give comments about this dream. One more thing, I felt the rope. I really FELT it.