A Rat in A Yellow See-Through Trash Bag

I was in an office building and I knew I had to get away, yet make it NOT look like an escape. I know I was with someone, but I don’t remember who he is. We were like, together, and we had to escape. Then I ended up in one of the rooms, and there was a big wooden drawer, and a rat went in from the back, and I knew that the rat would be in the first drawer because suddenly it was deja vu. The guy tried to shake the drawer to make the rat come out because it’s not supposed to be in it. Next thing I remember, the rat was lured into a trap and it was suddenly inside huge yellow see-through trash bag, placed on the huge wooden table in the room. The trash bag was also filled with crumpled pieces of paper and then a knot was tightly made to make sure the rat doesn’t get out. I looked and saw the rat frantically trying to get out and get some air. I was then suddenly filled with pity and just looked away because I know I can’t let it out because it’s a rat.

Next scenario, my parents were in the room and it no longer seemed like an office building from which I was trying to escape, but I still had to get out, though no longer urgently. I’m not sure if the guy was still there but I had vague memories of him by then. Then my dad saw the trash bag and took it out to some backyard or garage, and he was so excited, because he was going to torment it or something. I wanted to stop him but decided against it because I knew he wasn’t going to listen. I looked away and didn’t want to see the rat being taken away, and I walked out of the room.