Dreams Are Strange

I'm living in a huge run-down once-mansion/hotel in a foreign country. The country is being taken over by insurgents, but we are safe. Then we aren't. Vague bomb sounds come from the distance. Everyone tries to flee the hotel/mansion to find safety, and most succeed. I remember there is a child in a room and I go to find her. Her name is Bai Li and she stopped speaking and moving long ago. I know I have to rescue her because she will not rescue herself. She lies on a wooden bottom bunk in a darkened room, completely still, staring only at the bottom of the bunk above her. A blanket covers the window. I grab her from the bed. She says nothing; even her eyes remain silently blank. I run with her to a nearby closet and get in just in time. I slide behind the open white door hoping we will not be discovered. The door is flung open and I am afraid, but it is Bai Li's father. He slides behind the door with us, and I hope that he will be able to protect us.