Dream of bike

I am in a concentration camp and we run out of materials so we can't work. It is my job to tell HItler the next day. I don't know what his reaction will be. I sneak out one night on a bike to find more materials in a dark and messy garage. There are no more materials so I return to camp to tell the other prisoners. I hide my bike in the grass and Death comes out of the darkness. He talks to me, he is cheerful and nice. Next, I see myself in a big rom about to report to Hitler, and a large group of prisoners that have just been released from torture pass by me on the left. Then I wake up.