Hey guys, been a while since I posted, but this was something where the first people I thought of turning to were the people on this forum, so here I am. As stated in the title, I had a dream involving Samael. I almost never remember names from dreams, let alone ones that I would not have ever thought about beforehand.
It went like this.. I was in my house at midday, standing near the middle of the main room, and my mom and uncle were outside talking. A semi-familiar face walked in. I recognized him as one of the nurses who took care of my brother, and in real life he has the same given name as I do. That was before he was arrested and lost his license, but I digress. Something was different about him. He had a different expression on his face, and he seemed more gruff; less clean cut than I'd remembered him to be.
I asked him what he was doing coming around again, except I called him Samael, instead of what I would have called him in real life. His expression turned darker, and he said some snide comment which I can't remember, but it confirmed I was dealing with something a little more than an ex-nurse. I went over near where we keep the computer to look out the window, when I became aware of something unusual going on. A rose, growing in a vase, was rapidly growing, blocking my way out of the corner. I again strangely knew who had put it there, and what it was doing. It was attempting to ensnare me in order to steal my soul. I called for help, things went blurry, and I recall something ripping the rose apart, though I'm not sure what it was.
I left the house, and started up a hill behind the other houses with one other, unidentified person, explaining to them that I had seen 'Samael the Fallen' just before the attack. I was worried that he was up to something nasty. Things skipped forward and myself, this unidentified person I never actually saw, and a bystander were tracking and planning a rescue of an expecting mother, the bystander's wife, who had been kidnapped, apparently by individuals linked to this same Samael figure. The bystander was a dark-skinned man who wringed his hands a lot in worry. After one run-in with the kidnappers which ended poorly, we devised a plan to go in undercover and bust the operation from the inside. We donned mostly-covering Saudi-like attire and got into the back of a black car, and that's when I woke up.
Anyone have any idea what such a sequence could mean? I'm particularly confused as to why Samael was referenced so much in the dream, as I didn't know anything about him until after I woke up and got to my computer to look him up.