I went back to visit my native country, a Southeast Asian country. I am supposed to meet my relative which I have not seen for years. I am with this young man in a restaurant. I said who are you? Are you one of my aunt/uncle's son? He said over here, when someone die, the son of that person takes over. The first dish or entrée come. I ate some. It look like a vegetarian dish. I must've drop a small piece on the ground. A cute small, colorful, mouse-like creature was at the ground. It is large for a mouse-like and have no tail. It got a yellow and orange color fur to it. It doesn't talk. It ate the piece I dropped and was standing on a rectangular sponge. It put it's hand together as a gesture of thankful and want more. The waiter come and the young man said something that I don't know how to eat it or they have to prepare a certain way. I grab a spoon and continue eating. The mouse-like creature is standing on the end of this dish. It is feet deep in the dish's source. Again, it have it's hand together and waving up and down as a thank you. The waiter is shock that there is a creature on the dish. The young man ask what I want to eat next? I said shrimp dish. I noticed a group of white, wild ducks walking outside this open restaurant. The young man ask where do they come from? The waiter said they are migrating back seasonally. I just noticed, to my horror, that I didn't bring any money. I was supposed to bring money to give away to my relative. Hospitality is nice but they're still poor people. I was thinking I should mention it asap but I never got the chance. The mouse-like creature is on the table ahead of us now, scavenging. We went out and started walking the street. His clothing changed, from simple t-shirt kind of dressing, to a suit and vest. It is a dark, worn, and dirty but respectful to the native. We are with lots of native people. Maybe there is traffic ahead. There is a siren. Everyone stop and stand up and salute. The military is here, in the middle of the road. They went on and we all continue our business. The young man look different now. His face is like a Pakistan person and I am now near or in India.
We are on a foggy, dark brick road now that continue upward. No one is around. And the young man is now a very young boy. He is wearing a white, decorated, warrior outfit. The outfit got this pointed shoulder. He is also wearing a pointed round hat or head gear. We walk upward. There is a 4 beat rhythm background sound like some kind of a drum going on. A large demon appear. He attack this demon with his dagger. I am sure he and this dagger got some magic to it. We continue on. At the top is a large man on a throne. He is also dressed in white, decorated, warrior outfit. They both got this gold lining to the outfit; a matching outfit I am sure. He is the young boy's father; a Hindu god. The god said something like, "Nice try, *name*" to an image of a head in front of him. This image must be a demon lord or evil god.