I was asked by Alex if I wanted to be a member of the board, presumably the board that governed our work.  Bryan said I was wanted for my skills.  They wanted me, just like him.  He was seen as an athlete who skills fighting skills were needed. As I was about to say yes, I discovered that my workplace was being transformed and invaded.  Masked people invaded my work and forced us into a hostage like situation.  [I'm trying to remember the dream and each time I try to recall an event it fades and my thought process wants to replace it with something more acceptable to my awake state.]  It was almost as if, I was not allowed to say yes.  My workplace was suddenly transformed into a guerrilla compound.  And I was placed in living quarters with a team of others.  We were placed in quarters that looked as if they were built at the turn of the century.  Total strangers who were forced to share their personal space with me.  It got even stranger.  If one of us were to look out the windows, to try and see what was going on, they would invade.  The masked people.  The invasion was one of presence more than harm, but fear consumed all of us when they were invading.  When they invaded, our surroundings changed.  On the last known invasion [before I awoke], they came to take me.  Erin, was working for them.  I was to be taken by her to the board.  Before we left, I asked if I could use the toilet.  It was so surreal.  The toilet was a phone.  I wish I could go back into the dream to remember, but without the fear.