This is the first dream I had. I think I was in Las Vegas and it was my birthday and the casino we were staying in was super big. It had red carpets and gold railings. I had a room all the way at the top. At some point for some reason a group of people want me dead and don't mind threading to blow up the hotel. So I spend the whole dream taking secret elevators to find the bombs. I never found the bombs, but I found a secret room and I hid in that. Then I woke up.