Dream

We were on a long journey like in a postcard with snow.

I was battling.

We got ot an office.

There was a lady who in some ways physique-wise resembled Ellen DeGeneres, in an office, but with hair a bit shorter ad flatter overall.  She was being cornered and said something about how she was right to run the office.  There were other people.  Someone like me, a hero, came in, Johnny Depp.  They were afraid if Johnny had a gun, others would shoot him.  Instead, he used 2 thin knifes to abstractly slice into another person.  People were, "Huh?!"