The Owner

I'm sure this would have had more detail if I'd written this once I woke up, but alas I am an adult and have to go to work.

I'm at some mix between a castle and a school. I suppose the best comparison would be to say it was Hogwarts, with less wizards and less fog. The best comparison I can find it this:

Courtesy of Google: the Kilkenny Castle

Imagine this castle, at dusk, without the flowers, less trees, more small thatched buildings, and World War II going on.

It was late evening while I was working as a washwoman or a maid or a student (that part wasn't very clear). A siren alarms and we all have to run down into the bomb shelter under the school to be safe, being the Nazi's are attacking.

It's a dark grey brick dungeon. There is a large group of us huddled in a small room,  about 10' x 12', which appears to be just women and children at first, but transforms into many college aged students. The only light is through the mail slot on the door to my left. We are no longer hiding in a bomb shelter, but have been herded into the basement like cattle, to be used as slaves or killed as the Owner sees fit. There is no way out. The door is now on the right, stairs leading up.

Somehow, in a room with one door and a mail slot, someone finds a backdoor and people start sneaking out. Except then we aren't sneaking out, but are in some slum gambling bar, still the same sized room and all, and the slave owner is some big bouncer that has us all file out in a large formation, fifteen lines across with fifteen in each line, about five feet between each person. Each person is holding up a flag on a pole with their heritage on it (though my flag, instead of being Italian, was white). Then, we start running across a football field.

On the sides of the football field, every 10 yards on the side lines are two lines of three flag poles. But each flag pole has a Gatling gun on it and starts shooting everyone. People start going down fast, and I run for the side line and run along the line between the flag poles to avoid getting shot. Only about 5 people made it through that way. 

I can't really remember what happened next, but it was some sort of test that we needed to pass, and we end up doing undercover drug busts or gambling ring or something, but I remember being scared of the Owner, and plotting some way to escape. 

If I remember how it continued, I'll update this post. Usually some inanimate object will spark the memory.