Finding a dragon in Canada, children executed

I'm on vacation in Canada at the Lake of the Woods cabin. I'm with people I don't know but am friends with in the dream. I have my frogs there with me and there is also a pet python. The frogs have been escaping and I'm having trouble getting them back in.

While out on the boat, I find a baby bird swimming through the water that looks much like a prepared chicken. I catch it and want to see if the snake will eat it. Everyone discourages it, saying it's mean. I respond that if I let it go, it might get eaten by a snake anyway. I let it go.

I'm back inside the cabin and see a bright green lizard with wings. I'm very excited once I realize how much it looks like a dragon - long neck and everything - and think maybe I've discovered a new species. I catch it and it bites me as I'm taking it over to show the others. It struggles free and flies around the room. It escapes through a window.

We are traveling in a vehicle that is a car, boat and plane at the same time. We're going to a party or something. I'm looking at pictures and movies I took the night before and realize I had been really drunk. We take a shortcut across the water and stop in front of a mansion. There are three men sitting atop a steep hill in the lawn and someone from our group greets him as a famous politician. I tell my friends I'll catch up with them in a bit and climb the hill and sit with them but they're not particularly interested in talking to me. I approach the mansion, at which some small political fund raiser is going on. There are many cats and I pet and play with them.

Someone gives me a pastry and I leave the mansion, walking across the street to the only other building in the area, a convenience store. As I'm looking for something healthy to eat, dozens and dozens of people, mostly children, form a line to the checkout. I get angry and am very vocal about it, saying I'm hungry and don't want to wait in line. A cashier says, "Hey, I like this guy, he's honest," and invites me to the front of the line. I go there, but realize I haven't found anything to buy. I hold up the remaining bites of my pastry and ask if they have any of them. He says they do, but when he turns around to the shelf, he tells me they don't, they just have a pastry shaped like them. I buy a piece of jerky and a glass of water.

I walk in the direction my friends went but soon realize I don't know where they were going. I continue on down the road. It's getting dark and I decide the best thing to do is cut back across a farm to the mansion. I stop to take pictures of lemon trees. I can fly and do so to make better time, but it's tiring. It's become winter and is completely dark and I worry I might get stranded alone outside. A woman dressed like Bo Peep and a child walk up to get water from the well by which I've collapsed. The woman gives me directions as to where I need to go.

I'm back at the cabin, having made a complete circle. I decide to try to remember how we got to the mansion and return there.

I stop at a bar I had been at the night before. Everybody is watching some sort of ceremonial announcement taking place outside. The U.S. Army has selected the area for a new munitions factory and will also be building a base close by to protect it. There is one representative of the Army there and after he makes the announcement about the base, a large military propeller plane swoops in and a faster moving wingless capsule docks with it right before it lands. As people get out of the plane, the Army representative flies down to the plane and kills a person who was a spy.

I walk/fly on towards the mansion and stop at what seems to be a permanent fair and wander among the crowd. There is a parade of sorts going by. Groups of non-English speaking foreign children march by chanting, "I love Hitler!" "Kill the King and rape the Queen!" and all sorts of outlandish things. I remember that a woman who looked like a young Margaret Thatcher was talking about this at the mansion the last time I was there, that you could get anybody to say or do anything.

Eventually, I arrive at the mansion again, there are news crews around reporting on the parade from the scene. All the children are in the house. As I walk up the hill, bright incendiary explosions light up all the windows. The children have been executed as part of the political event. Everybody outside is frozen in horror. My mom is there and tries to say something to me. I tell her I didn't hear her and I'm having a hard time processing things as I'm trying to wrap my head around what just happened.