I remember one dream.

I was walking in a forest with mom after going to a store where she bought a bottle of face cream. I saw a few Wolves and I told her to run and climb on top of a small but high rock that was there, she said something which I do not recall and I replied something with more of a hurry tone in my voice and she did climb and I did after her. We just had the time to do it without being bit by the Wolves. More came out and they were surrounding the rock. Just when we thought we would be safe there one started to climb so I took the cream and sprayed some in the eyes of the Wolf and it worked so I kept doing it and mom said to stop because we would run out soon but I did not. I also tried to give kicks to their faces. The Wolves looked like mom more and more as that dream advanced.