Last night I remember what was either two dreams or one dream.
The first dream or the first part of the dream all I remember is that me and Halle Berry were at my parent’s house at night-time.
She looked like she did in the movie Gothika when she got put into the mental hospital, she seemed to be in shock and I had the feeling that someone was after her.
So I carried her outside to hide her in one of our storage buildings outside, and the inside of the building looked more like a bedroom instead of a storage building.
I sat her on the couch and told her to relax, and that I think she would be safe in there.
I am not sure what happened to her or who was after her, but I felt I needed to help her.
I think I started to ask her what happened to her, but I can not remember what else happened.
The next thing I remember is being in a small apartment on the abandoned side of an unknown city.
Maybe apartment would not be the best word, since I think mine was the only one, I guess town house or house would be a better word.
Next to my house was a street and across the street was another house like mine, and next to that house were two tall brick buildings with an alley between them.
A young man my age and his wife & three kids drove up in an SUV or minivan to the house across from mine.
The wife and kids started playing outside while the man came to my door, my brother CC was in my house and answered the door.
The man looked and acted like a young man I had worked with once at my former job, except he was not in a wheel chair like the man I used to work with in real life.
He came in and we all started talking.
As we all sat down and talked I noticed a nice green couch with one pillow perfectly in the middle of the couch, for some reason this really caught my attention.
We were having a good conversation when I suddenly heard police sirens, and had the feeling that the police were coming to get me.
So I told my brother and the man to create a diversion to trick the police while I run through the alley.
I told my brother to drive our automobile up the street so most of the police would chase him and I told the man to pretend him & his family had just arrived at home, and tell the police that they saw our automobile drive down the street.
I then ran into the alley, and my plan worked.
The police could not find me so I think they called the FBI for help.
I remember that the alley led to a parking lot building or whatever you call them, it was pretty dark in there and that is all I can remember for that part.
The next part I only remember somehow sneaking into what I think was a FBI building.
I was going to see someone, I think I was trying to find out why the police were after me.
I think my wife had been arrested for some crime and maybe they thought that I helped or something.
I think someone in the building gave me some information about where to find my wife, but I can not remember.
I remember getting in an elevator and there were security cameras in there, I tried to hide my face a bit without being too suspicious.
I think I went on to the third floor which was a prison, but it was like no prison I had ever seen.
It was a rich person’s prison all the walls were covered in padded orange/gold fabric, each person had their own room, there were televisions, computers, book shelves, dining tables, desks, DVD players, game consoles, pool tables, a bar, pool, dance floor, and much more.
There were no windows, men & women were there, they all wore orange/gold uniforms, they could have butlers, friends, family, strippers, and I guess even prostitutes visit them.
Anyway I had the feeling that the FBI knew I was there, so I knew I had to talk to my wife fast.
Her room was on the second floor, I saw her with some guy that was only wearing a white loincloth or something, I was guessing he was either a stripper she hired or a prostitute.
And shockingly/surprisingly my wife was Britney Spears?
Anyway, she did not tell me what crime she had committed or if I had committed a crime too or not, but she did tell me that her lawyer got her a reduced prison sentence and her lawyer had gotten her into this nice prison.
She also told me that she would let me use her lawyer if I got caught, I had the feeling that she was going to be in prison for 4-7 years and if I got caught I would get about the same amount of time.
I felt that the FBI was near, so I went back to the elevator to leave and I set the elevator to go to the 1st floor but it went to the floor 0.
Then it went to the 1st floor, but the FBI were waiting for me.
There were about 3 guys in suits and 2 guys with SWAT gear pointing guns at me, so I said “Man, you got me.”.
One of the guys started saying that my kids were going to be put into foster care, and that they would get better parents that would help undo the bad influence me and Britney had on them.
I remember thinking: that we had two or three kids, I wondered if I had I really committed a crime, if I did commit a crime I wondered what was the/that crime, and I thought that if I did commit a crime that I hoped that my/our kids would get better parents than us.
Then I woke up,