The 1920's Spy

I had a dream I was a 1920s spy named Sabina. (Why am I always named in my dreams?)
I was a part of an organization of 50 people, some of them my siblings, and we took on the guise as actors. In reality we were actually storing up a factory of food. We fought constantly. There even was one point that someone thought that pressurizing all of the food along with a human body would turn the material into gold. (He claimed it was something to do with the Philosopher’s Stone)
Who knows why storing hordes of food and fighting amongst ourselves (along with a LOT of smoking… which started a few fires) was so wrong, but the government came after us plenty of times. Myself and my colleagues were shot, bombed, and set a fire on countless occasions. I even once turned into a rag doll.
In the end, they bombed our factory with everyone inside (apart from myself and a very large girl named Thelma ((She tried to kill me once, earlier in the dream as well)))
We ran to a cemetery where we saw a mausoleum with a very ornamented and large statue which looked very similar to Michelangelo’s La Pietà. I decided I wanted to die dramatically on top of that statue, so we headed in that direction.

Thelma was shot trying to run in a different direction- the bullet turned her into a squirrel.
As for myself, I made it to the top of the statue and dodged bullets. As I was dodging bullets, I saw a spaceship far off made of bronze, Aristotle was staring out the window and said something to the affect of “If you’re meant to die, then die… don’t fight it”
And so… I was shot down, Lol. Strangely enough, I went down in history as an amazing Director. Go figure.