This will sound horribly
vague, because I don't remember much from the dream, but I love writing about dreams so here goes:
I am part of the mafia, the italian mafia. The italian mafia, for some reason, is at war with the Chinese triad, but wtf? I'm Chinese! Shouldn't I be on the other side? Anyhow, somehow the entire mafia AND triad end up on a big huge oil tank boat. Now, I can only guess that some members of the italian mafia are betraying the mafia, because they are killing their own guys by sealing them into empty oil barrels and throwing them into the sea. This is when I start crying -- the sort of cry where you pant uncontrollably. Then another scene is changed. There is a train on the boat (wtf?) and it has members of the Chinese triad handcuffed to the seats. There are even women and little children chained to the seats. At this point, I'm so overwhelmed by grief and panic that I can't even understand what's going on around me.
When I woke up I felt like crying, because I still had that uncontrollable panting. Ah what a nightmare...