My old time dream.... Something about National Uneasiness, I suppose?, page 1

I really didn't want to write this, but I am anyway. I had a dream that I want you all to respond upon. The setting was what I took to be a bank, and it reminded me a whole lot about my elementary school, " Hiawassee", but it definitely wasn't my school. So, I'm standing in front of the bank, and the people that bring in the money are there. An attractive, fit Caucasian American man, and a not so attractive or fit Caucasian American woman; she had terrible posture too. A black car pulls up, quite fast, and this irritates me that the two money handlers keep walking forward,( they noticed, but didn't care). Say, four people, wering black, no masks, get out and down low, I noticed, yet fast, run to the truck. By the way, I'm a security guard. I follow this people, quite calm actually, and watch one of them, Asian, get shot in the torso and fall down. This money truck guy that shot him, was very nervous , and sweating- he was a scruny,