Jetpack Joyride

So I was in this house with my kids and everyone. You were around there somewhere, and my mom and my sister, and basically all my people. It was a little influenced by the new video game, as I knew we were all in danger/crisis mode, and I was spending my time trying to protect everyone. There were other people there, and there was a man there that wanted me, and we had flirted, and we were going to set aside some time to get to know each other a little better in a very biblical sense. Things were a bit quiet and calm, but I felt very on edge, like I needed to be on my guard. The more this man wanted to get me alone, the more I felt put off by it. Work Guy was in the military, and he had been given top secret prototypes. One was a vertical/standing model jetpack, and the other was a horizontal/laying down jetpack. He was flying them around, testing them out, and I was watching. The Man from earlier was testing them after Work Guy. Man asked me if I was going next, and I indicated that they were insane, because that was top secret stuff, and very dangerous to boot. As I'm talking, I look down the street, and through the fog generated from these stupid prototypes, I see tanks rolling down the street. Somehow they were sneaky. I couldn't hear them, but I could see them, and a tank was parking on every block. They were dropping smoke screens, and soldiers were pouring out around them. I start running, and push everyone inside the house, but I couldn't grab Work Guy, and he was being swarmed by soldiers when I looked back. I remember thinking that they were looking for Work Guy because of his using the prototypes, but once I got into the house, I wasn't sure. Then I was inside this house, with all the people, just watching. Making sure people were ok. Watching people sleep peacefully in hammocks, seemingly unaffected by the war going on outside.