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The dream begins with my family packing my father's car with food supplies. Apparently either my entire family or just my father is wanted by the FBI and we/he needed to escape town. We proceed to pack the car with more supplies when I hear a beeping noise emitting from the undercarriage of the car. My first thought was that this was a tracking device placed there by the FBI. This tracking device would have made escape pointless since the FBI would always know where we were, so I tried to find it and remove it. It took awhile to find it but I found it attacked to the undercarriage of the car on the passenger's side. The tracker was just a small, metal chrome box. I began thinking about what I would do with the tracker. I could not destroy it otherwise the FBI would know we found their tracker and would move in. I also could not move it too far or they would know we had found and disposed of it. Not knowing what I should do, I placed the box on the curb until I could find out what to do with it. I then walked back to my house and, as I did so, I heard a crashing noise in the direction of the car and realized that one of my family members had destroyed the GPS tracker. Suddenly a minimap popped up in front of my eyes and it showed 2 dots. 1 of the dots was green and the other was gold. The green dot represented my family car and I knew full well that the gold dot represented the FBI extraction team coming to arrest us/my father. Astonished at the FBI's response time, I finally understood that we were doomed to fail on our quest to escape the FBI from the outset. There was no chance we could have escaped, GPS tracker or not. I accepted our failure as an inevitability and woke up.