Vegas, Car, and "Rat" troubles

Date: 9/19/2019

I've never been inside the Las Vegas Stratosphere in real life. I will be going in a couple of weeks for my birthday/vacation. Also, I need to get my car repaired in real life. Me and my girlfriend are inside of the Stratosphere in our hotel room. The dream begins with me waking up to her getting ready while she's telling me to get ready too, so we can go get the car window repaired. I'm dead tired in the dream. So she goes to continue getting ready in the bathroom. I'm still in bed and for some reason I start to watch TV. Only thing is, I'm watching my car that needs repair and I'm controlling it with a video game controller. In the dream, I realize that I'm really controlling the car on TV. For some reason, I push the pedal to the metal on a regular street (the streets look like the streets where I live in Texas). I end up crashing into a garage door off a home. As I try to back out, it's difficult because of the angle on the TV. I end up running through some small bricks as the neighborhood In driving through isn't fully developed. I then end up in a muddy area, and crash the back of a white car with it's trunk open. At that point, the trunk catches fire and blows up (as if it were a video game) My car is impacted and ends up in a much worse state than it was. In the dream, my mind is thinking about the cops coming to get me at the Stratosphere after all the damage I've done. That's when my girlfriend comes back out and I fumble over trying to explain what's happened with the car. At this time, I'm not sure why I didn't get lucid as my scared self was saying to myself, "I hope this is a dream, I hope this is a dream". So I go down to where the parking area is to see if my car is there out not. Strangely, it's nighttime now. Here's where it gets a little weird. Some stubby balding man (seemingly Italian) comes out of the Stratosphere behind me with a butcher knife and yells at me, "I'm gonna get you, you little rat!" In the dream, it felt as if this was some long, drawn out chase between him and I that's lasted weeks or months. As he's chasing after me, it seems a bit comical, but I'm not chancing it. I start to dart around the base of the Stratosphere to get away from him. As I circle around, I come back to the entrance to find my car in tact. I stop for a moment for a small, internal celebration, then continue to run inside. As I'm running in, the stubby guy is behind me, close by saying "I'm gonna get you!" He sees me headed toward one of the elevators and he's like, "No no no no no!" I'm pressing the button vigorously, but it's not enough time for me to wait on the next elevator. So I run to another nearby elevator without him seeing. He seems to get inside the elevator I initially went to. As I get inside my elevator, I can't remember if we're on the 3rd, 4th or 5th floor, but I choose the least likely option just in case he knows where our hotel room is. Interestingly, this elevator has a mind of its own. It has a sort of a High Roller feel to it going round and round, no seat belt. It then starts taking me up to the 12th floor and higher. At this time, I'm looking down to see if the guy with the knife is anywhere nearby. Also, a bit scared I might drop from this height. Suddenly, a lady's voice in hotel/elevator style comes in the elevator intercom. She says something along the lines of, "Look up to see the stars" since there's windows all around this elevator, and proceeds to give a marketing speech about some shows they have on this floor and to buy tickets to go see it. I wake shortly afterward.