Last night I dreamed I was working with the Secret Service to protect Mr. Trump from an alien attack. We ended up getting off base and provided Trump with a ground escort. We were walking through the fields when Trump decided to skip away with the Secret Service member up front. Trump spread his arms, revealing his suit had the ability to glide around like Batman.
We eventually reach a limo and get Trump inside while I remained outside the vehicle for security. A big red truck comes speeding in, causing me to draw my firearm and focus it on the driver. The driver was an old supervisor of mine and I let everyone know he is fine.
This old supervisor gets out of his truck and leaps through the limo glass and attacks Trump, but Trump just punches him away. We all shot at the body and relaxed, and then I woke up.