Intruders in my NC home

I'm back back at the NC house as adult, sleeping in a spare bedroom. My dad gets in the bed with me and goes to sleep immediately, I ask him to leave, but he doesn't. I get up to find somewhere else to sleep.

There are many guests at the house - parents and kids of people I don't know who went to my high school. A three year old entertains me with a folder of pictures he's cut out of a magazine. I ask him if he's thought about going on TV when he's grown up. He shrugs. A second three year old reads me a story he's written, it's supposed to be funny but isn't. I'm not entertained at all but tell him maybe he'll be a writer. "Maybe a funny writer!"

In the kitchen, I discover some people who weren't invited - they seem shady and criminal. I tell them to leave, but they don't. I go to my mom and dad's room, wake them up and and tell them what's going on. I ask my dad if he has a gun. My dad gets three handguns in plastic bags out from under mattress and gives me two. I try to assemble and load them as we hurry down the stairs. I can't get them together or loaded and put them in my pants before entering the kitchen, not wanting to brandish them unless the situation gets potentially violent.

I again tell the intruders to leave. They don't.

We go across street and my dad calls 911, but doesn't describe situation correctly. I take the phone and tell the police there are intruders in our home. They put me in contact with a cop in the field and he asks me to stay on the line. They arrive within seconds.

Three police arrive in one car, two males and a female. One has an extremely long battering ram with which he knocks down the front door - the whole front of the house collapses, it looks like a doll house. Someone inside points gun at the cop with the battering ram, who is otherwise unarmed, but performs a martial arts move and disarms the assailant, stepping on the hand holding the gun. Arrests are made and the police leave.

The front of the house is back, but the front door is still battered down. My mom is on the phone asking a service if they can fix the door by the end of the day. I go inside to discover a few of the main intruders are still there. I point a gun at one and fire, but the gun is one of those toys that shoots out gliding mini-Frisbee disks. I continue to shoot anyway and the disks do seem to be painful when they strike the intruder. The guy shoots me in the stomach, but I don't get hurt.

A woman has a Buck Rodgers style ray gun. I disarm her.

The main criminal guy goes outside and gets in a lake. He starts dividing, he's an alien or something. There's five of him wasit-deep in the water. Everyone is horrified. The man/men laugh and shape-shifts into a growing metallic and huge odd shape. I successfully load the other gun - a 22 caliber pistol -and shoot and hit the mass, but it doesn't appear to have an effect. My dad says it's good because I "got some allspice or cardamom in him." Everyone scatters.

I'm climbing up the outside of the railing of a staircase outside the house, hanging by my hands. The main criminal guy's side kick is walking up the stairs says it was an optical illusion. "What, like an laser light show?" I ask. The criminal nods.