i had a dream, and then i woke up

last night it was strange. i was in some village and there was some big festival on. but something wasn't right. the people that i was with seemed to be maybe undercover journalists or something. there was a big tent and everyone was inside, and something was about to happen. the big 'leader', whoever he was, was up the front about to talk i thought. i was outside with soem friends. one of the guys had a camera and was standing at the edge of the entry to the tent trying to catch somehting on film. then for some reason he gave the camera to me, and he went inside. so i took up his space, trying to catch whatever it was that was about to happen, on film. but then i saw the big leader guy catch my eye. and i had a horrible feeling he knew what i was doing. so quickly i ran and hid the camera in some bushes. then ran back to the tent and sat down, hoping they wouldn't fin the camera and they wouldn't suspect i was doin anything wrong. and then i saw what the boy had wanted to catch on film. there was a family of three, brough in on stretchers. a mum, a dad, and a little child. they were dead, already. they had been punished for something and the leader was making an example out of them. there were three boxes up the front too. the stretchers were laid down in front of the boxes, and the boxes were opened. one tiger came out of each box and ate the body laying in front of the box.