It was the wedding after party and I saw some extended family members.A cousin and her daughters.They were all dressed as bridesmaids. Not sure who was getting married, but this took place in New York, in either Bronx or Brooklyn. They were dancing, where everyone lined up on opposite sides of the room, and one person would go in the center and start dancing, like in the soul train. Another cousin came up to me and said “How come you don’t talk to us anymore”, I don’t remember responding. A guy I know who use to work at a previous job I had said something to me, but I don’t remember what.
I saw myself going downstairs, and there was this gas leak, or something…it was going to cause an explosion. Next thing, I start evacuating family members and everyone else out of the building. Everyone leaves, a new set of people, black Americans, are in the building…someone was getting married. Idk who the family was, perhaps it was telling me that it wasn’t anyone I knew personally.The two last family members finally leave, and my cousin(the one with kids) trips and falls on some upper steps leading to a basement.I grab her arm, and assist her. I leave with my brother and some other kid and grab the rest of my family and i walk them to their cars, i guess. Next thing I know, I’m in a parking lot…everyone disappears, I’m all alone with this little girl I do not know. So I go and try to search where everyone went. I go back to the same building, and this dog runs from me, and starts barking viciously to scare me off…a dog that snuck passed me earlier in the dream. I hear an old man say “Good job, boy”. He comes out of nowhere with a bloody knife in his hand, and says something like “Get out of here”. I start apologizing and saying I was leaving. I ran with the little girl, who I still cannot identify…maybe she belonged to one of my cousin. That’s all I remember.