This is bit of a rather cinematic dream I had while I was taking a Surrealism class.
I decided to draw the dream in loose storyboard form. It still needs a few panels, but you get the idea.

I am a samurai. During a negotiation between my father and a rival clan, my sister stands up. She claims the rival's son is her lover. Since peace between the families seems to be forever out of reach, the two denounce their heritage and run away to marry.
This is a grievous affront to my father's honor. His daughter has disowned him and will marry his enemy. He stands and shoots the lovers with poison darts from his blowgun.
I am shocked. I know he must protect his honor, but this is my sister. I am my father's only heir and gamble that this will save me as I jump from the house to aid my sister.
As I try frantically to suck the poison out of her I know I am alread too late.