Gun at the Convention

I am in a very large public space. There are lots of people milling around like some kind of convention. Very high ceiling with scatterings of. I go to one presentation and it's a large open bed. It's not a bad. It's just a large frame that a bed might fit into, but it's a couple of feet tall. Just an empty platform with a frame around it. At the end is a small overhang and there's a something that may be a blanket. It's only taking up a fraction of the room, but it's moving. I understand that there is a person a woman in there. All cuddled up. I imagine inserting myself inside the blanket presenting my penis somehow in a friendly way that she's going to recognize me for my penis when we're going to have sex. 

I'm now walking up to a table with a number of people there, including a group of young women that are standing next to that table. On the table is a handgun. It's an unusual automatic handgun. I examine it very carefully and comment on its uniqueness. The folks at the table tell me was left there by somebody they know and they're going to come back and get it. We discuss its value and the and the person who brought it told them that it was that you couldn't buy it. But I heard that I thought priceless. Possibly it's a prototype. As I am handling the gun, I'm waving it around a bit and I hit one of the young women in the nose with the tip of the gun. It barely touched her but it hurt enough to bring tears to her eyes. Primary concern is that I left it that it left a mark and I look at her nose very carefully and there's no mark. I notice she's very pretty and has a lot of freckles though. I'm now walking around the convention again and I see her and I walk up and make a point to apologize again. I am now back at the table and see that everyone has left and that the gun is propped up in a sort of sculpture in the center of the table. I assume it's so when the person comes he will see it. I'm concerned that someone will steal it and that it could possibly be dangerous.

I'm now suddenly outside but I'm a very young boy. 10 or 12 years old. I'm naked except for I have underwear on. I'm kind of sneaking around a neighborhood. I walk across somebody's lawn and go up a hill. It's very thick luscious grass. I decided to go back and I'm running by their house pretending everything is normal. Imagine that they will look at me and say oh, there's a person jogging with jogging shorts on. Immediately. I'm in a car with three other people in it. There's a dog that I'd seen by their house. A puppy that I am petting. There's also a cat in the car of the three people in the car. The drivers had a blankly staring at me. I have a blanket over my body. I imagine that they think I'm really weird and they're taking me somewhere.