Long dream. I knew it was a dream but went along with it. I was at work and a buz cut military guy brought me throug a wall in my office into a secret high tech drone training room with other children learning how to fly drones. I flew a drone with a joystick and a couple toggle buttons for up/down and straif. Then when it landed it had fold out wings that it flapped once to land softly.

Next I was brought into a large room to acclimate dogs, just basically pet them. Everyone else was covered in tumors and the boy next to me had a huge hole in his abdomen that I could see his internal organs. This was the work of a biological weapon, and we were at war. The open wounds weren't painful, they just looked awful.

Apparently we were gearing up to wage war using drones, poodles and terriers.