My children were very small again, but not MY actual children; they were from another reality. When they went into the store to buy something the manager thought they were trying to spend counterfeit money and threatened to cop on them. Upon leaving the store a tiger that had escaped from the zoo began to hunt them; this sounds silly but you have no idea how deeply frightened and fully FIGHT MODE I was as I picked up shopping carts above my head and threw them with a strength I never imagined. I was ready to kill and die.
It was silly but genuinely terrifying. I was soaked in sweat when I jolted up haha.
Last thought before going to sleep again was "Stray (my childhood dog) would have fought him off." He rescued my mom from pit bulls that were attacking her. Went to sleep and as I dreamt I distinctly remember disappointment that Stray didn't appear in the dream. This brief moment of lucidity destabilized the whole thing and I awoke for keeps.