I had a strange dream the other night. I was at the grocery store with my my family. This apparently took place during WW2 but with most technology and styles from today. Also, I had my current knowlage of WW2. My family and grandparents got captured by national socialists while trying to help my Grandparents escape. While this was happening, there was nothing I could do so I just started milling around in the store making sure to blend in. Then I ran into someone from my school and her mom. I went outside with them since they were the only people in the store at the time that I knew. I started telling them what was going to happen to my family, when the dream kinda shifted. I was in a dungeon type room being hung over a lava pit with boulders being thrown at me, with me somehow dodging them. The dream briefly shifted back to the WW2 dream,and then I was back in the dungeon with boulders being thrown at me as well as music plying which normally would have been fine but for some reason, I hated it in the dream. Then I woke up.