All that I can remember of this dream is that I remember being in a fictional version of the city of D with most of my family as we were driving to leave the city, we stopped at a fictional library or a fictional version of the BP Library that was possibly in a fictional part of the city, and I remember the inside of the library having a tall ceiling and there were many desks with mostly young adults sitting at them and the front desk(s) was/were at the back of the library.
My family and I went inside the library but I can not remember if I checked out anything or not but I do remember going to the front desk at some point, Mrs. H who works at the BP Library in real life was working at the front desk in the dream, and I remember talking to her about something and maybe checking out something; and then I heard music playing out-loud around the library, and to my surprise it was a song by Pauline Croze from her first music album Pauline Croze (maybe her song Quand Je Suis Ivre).
I noticed a young man with whitish colored skin who was sitting at one of the desks controlling the volume of the song with a remote control, he increased the volume, and I remember some other young adults complaining because the song was in another language (French); and they were the type of people who refuse to listen to or enjoy music if it is not in a language that they can understand.
I remember happily (because I have never heard anyone else playing a Pauline Croze song in real life) listening to the song as I slowly walked to my family, I remember telling them that I knew this song and who it was by, and then we left the library to leave the city; and a bad storm/hurricane was coming, and I remember hearing/seeing a news report about it as we drove away.
A female journalist with whitish colored skin was interviewing a man with whitish colored skin who was holding his baby as the weather continued to get worse, he said that he was a single-father who was traveling through the area to somewhere else and he decided to seek shelter in the city of D until the storm/hurricane passed because he had hoped that it would be safer here/there, but it seemed that the storm/hurricane was going to hit the city of D pretty bad so he feared that he had made the wrong choice because it seemed that the storm/hurricane was going to hit the city pretty bad (maybe that is why my family and I were leaving the city).
All that I can remember next is my family and I reaching a small fictional city that was like its own small dream world that did not look very realistic, it was like my mind made a poorly made small replica city with buildings that were a bit too small (big enough for people, but smaller than in real life), and there were many alleys between/around buildings that you could use to walk around because most of the buildings were close together; and so you did not need to drive around to explore this city.
I remember the clouds and sky getting dark and looking strange like the storm/hurricane was coming but something strange happened that I can not remember, but I think that aliens / spaceships / UFOs (maybe they had robots and other things helping them, but I can not remember) attacked the city from the sky so maybe the storm was used as cover by the aliens/whoever who had spaceships and maybe other strange flying vehicles/things; and maybe the dream went semi-lucid as we ran for cover when I recognized strange things about the city and this reminded me of one or more past alien attack/invasion dreams that were similar to this, and maybe this part of the dream repeated a few times as I tried to find a safe zone and a way that my family and I could survive.
We ran to a dock-like area of the city with warehouses where the sky was clear and the aliens/whoever/whatever were not attacking yet, and I remember hoping that I could make this a safe zone just by thinking it (if the dream was semi-lucid then this is the only thing that I did to try to control the dream probably besides possibly causing the dream to restart several times as I tried to change the outcome, and so maybe the aliens/whoever could not attack this area just by me thinking it; but I am not sure, even in the dream I was not sure).
There were workers in this area loading cargo probably and there were some other people who ran to this area to hide as well, we ran to the warehouses warning the workers to hide because aliens/whoever were attacking, and I remember seeing a man who somewhat reminded me of the character Hercule Poirot from the television show Agatha Christie’s Poirot; and at some point I remember going to the bathroom, and a group of women were in the bathroom in and around the showers and they threatened me and they were very aggressive.
At first I thought that this was a women’s bathroom so I apologized, but then I found out that it was a uni-sex/any gender/any sex bathroom and this group of women seemed to be a gang who were using it as their headquarters oddly maybe; and I probably quickly used the bathroom, and I went back outside.
The man who reminded me of Poirot and I started talking about and looking up pea coats on a computer I think because he and/or I were thinking about buying a pea coat for this winter, and then I tried to gather everyone together to prepare ourselves and work together to defend this area; and I hoped that some of us could help save people in the rest of the city, but I remember the gang of women and several other people arguing/fighting with each other.
I stopped the arguing/fighting and I gave a speech about how we needed to work together and help other people and defend against the aliens/whoever, I possibly started telling them about some of my past experiences and information learned from past alien attack/invasion dreams and how we might survive this, but I woke up.