I had this dream where about 3 of my friends, 3 nameless guys I don't even know, were wearing these suits that were used during the Civil War period and had these revolvers.
It started when us sneaking into this lobby area on a one level building that was like a museum, but without anything in it during the night that was surrounded by palm trees and the such, inside were guards who were walking around in khaki shorts and Hawaiian shirts with Glocks, along with potted plants, those lobby desks, and multicolored lights that shine onto the walls that you see in buildings to add a feel to the building.
Anyway, we went in and sneaked around for a bit, but at the back area of museum with glass doors, where we had to go from what it seemed, around it was guarded by one person, who happened to resemble my one of my friend, dressed in the khaki shorts and Hawaiian shirt, and the only way to get past was to get rid of him, so I pistol whipped him from behind, but at the same time alerted all the other guards and they came running through the hallways and we had this huge firefight with everyone ducking behind potted plants, pillars and desks shooting everything.
Eventually, we got out through the glass doors and the the security didn't follow for some reason, and stepped out into a large town that stretched on for miles, with cramped houses and streets everywhere except where we were, to our left was some grass and an over look to streets below, in front of us was a street that led deeper into the city, and to our right was a stone walkway between two buildings that was about 4-5 meters wide and led to another street at the end of it.
We walked over to that balcony and saw that some of our friends, dressed the same way was boarding up and blocking this tunnel for some reason and my friend asked
"How's it going down there?"
One of them replied, "Perfect! We're almost done!" and gave us a thumbs up.
We turned around and went right, down the walkway and nearing the street, there was this pedestal that was about 4 feet high and didn't have anything atop its cement cover. One of my friends kneeled down in front of it and began fumbling with the brick base, and caused a pathway down into the ground the darkness not showing what was inside. Then my friend said,
"We've found it, finally."
Now, I was confused already and everyone acted like as if I knew what was going on, but before I could say anything, from where we came from, more guys I didn't know dressed like us came out of where we came from and walked into the tunnel and began doing something inside, the guy began to walk down the steps when we heard footsteps and talking. He shushed everyone in the tunnel and outside and everyone ducked behind the pedestal. When I heard them come by, I peered up and found Nazi soldiers marching down the street ahead after about 7 rows of soldiers, I saw this officer guarded by bodyguards, one of them being a sort of "Mr. Hyde" dressed in ripped clothing that was ruined because of his enlarged muscles. Following them was another 7 or so rows of soldiers.
Once they were out of earshot, we stood up and everyone continued work around there, being as quiet as they can. My friend said something about the Officer and the Mr. Hyde, but I missed it and he walked down the steps just barely in the streetlights when he reached to bottom and stood there, which looked like he was giving orders to the me inside.
Then we heard a rumbling and large footsteps that shook the area. The other men who were supposedly guarding the entrance behind me pulled out their revolvers and started looking around. Then the rumbling stopped and everything was silent. Suddenly from the rooftops was that "Mr. Hyde" and landed not too far behind me leaving crater in the cobblestone. Then my comrades that were there began shooting him, but to no avail, the bullets just bounced off him.
The Mr. Hyde began running through the half dozen of so people there hitting them and smashing them into the walls, incapacitating him. From below, I heard my friend call to me,
"You've got to hold him off! Don't let him get down here!"
Quickly, I grabbed one of the poles that was a foot in diameter and a couple meters long and started jabbing at the Mr. Hyde in his face, whilst dodging his charging attacks by skirting around the pedestal. Eventually he succumbed and fell over incapacitated. Then my friend came up the steps again and said
"You did a good job, Now wake up."
And my dream ended and I woke up the next day in my bed.