I was on the way to the beach from the Justins fathers cape house. We walked through an Aztek ruin that I tried taking a picture of. When I tried getting a good exposure in the dim light, there was a voice over an intercom to not take pictures, and then a flash of a camera went off to try and take a picture of me. I grabbed my stuff and ran out the front door.
I’m hoping the second half of the dream comes to me sometime soon.