With a small group of people (family and friends), carried out some mischief (something vandalism or theft-related, but not that outre) against a small Indian restaurant that seemed to be located in a wing of the house I grew up in. An outside flood light came on, and we all proceeded to flee, for we might be in big Trouble now (so maybe it was a bit outre after all?). I ran fastest, down to the back woods to hide (we had several acres in the back, partly fields, partly wood lot, when I was growing up there). I saw some Chinese (students?) walking around past the stone wall on the next property (which when I was growing up was a horse/cattle stable) which in the dream seemed to be a school of Chinese nationals though none of them seemed to notice me being down there near the fence. I next looked behind me and no one seemed to have run as fast as I had yet; I was disappointed in a 'Man am I going to have to go all the way back up because they don't want to come own here/play?' kind of way. But first one friend, then one of my brothers appeared. My brother explained that we weren't actually in trouble anymore; someone had pointed something out to the restaurant owners that either they had no right to get angry at us in the context of what we did (which may have been in conunction with a specific Indian holiday that specifically involved mischief-making), feel vandalized, and bring the Law down upon us, or they weren't supposed to be even running a 'restaurant' anyway, so either way, we were in the clear.
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