I was walking away from angry Johnny and this kid and started walking back towards Thomas and 44th st. After crossing the street I noticed a van had stopped right by me so I stepped back, and when the door opened I started running. I had my work backpack on and was about to drop it thinking did they want it, me, are they trafficking… and wouldn’t they target kids too? Then I realized they were after me and being an adult didn’t matter. I went across traffic and in search of a heavily populated area, but no one was around. Finally I ran into a business and he followed, I turned around to attack him and he was exhausted trying to catch his breath in a booth. I was about to strike him when I realized he wasn’t a threat and asked what he wanted. He explained something (don’t remember) but it was supposedly a misunderstanding and he had damage on his right hand from the last time we interacted. All of a sudden there was a previous interaction I remembered but didn’t. He was explaining his purpose for being there and flipping through papers, mentioning how he’s part German, and speaking in an apologetic / sympathizer / reformed manner. This is weird cause this part of the dream was B&W when the rest was color, and this is the first time I’m aware of ever dreaming in B&W. It was dim lit and the place was crowded, some people would glance at us, some would just stare at me and I was getting nervous because of my Asian features. The guy kept talking German history and I commented on how it’s all in the past and he said there were people, even here, who followed an old mentality, and some were in uniform.