I texted some of the details of this dream to myself, and so details are missing.
All that I can remember of this dream is that it took place during the day and I was with someone else, and I think that they or we and / or one or more people went to my aunt JE’s house or what should be her house but she was not there.
In my dream the house was sturdier than in real life, it was a sturdy old house that was still in good enough condition and it just needed to be cleaned and redecorated, and I remember thinking and mentioning this.
I am not sure what happened at the house, I just remember leaving back to my parent’s house, but in my parent’s yard I saw a male driver (possibly a city van driver or bus driver or taxi driver et cetera) with light-color skin arguing next to his automobile with my aunt JE and an unknown middle-age woman with light-color skin with yellow hair who seemed to be helping my aunt JE (maybe a church member or social worker et cetera).
They were in front of the automobiles in my parent’s yard, and it seemed that the driver was refusing to give my aunt JE a ride because he was tired of something that she often says and maybe does when he gives her rides.
But I woke up.
All that I can remember of this dream is that I was walking on the upper floor of a hospital down hallways carrying a strange gray circular object that looked like maybe a large space helmet or futuristic helmet case, but I have no idea what it was or who it was for or why I was carrying it or what I was trying to do with it exactly other than remembering that I wanted to or had to get rid of it.
At this point in the dream, I can not remember the parts of the dream before this (if there was anything before this), my plan was to go inside a random hospital room pretending to know the patient so that I could leave the object in their room pretending that it was a gift and finally leave the hospital.
I assume that someone sent me to deliver it, maybe something went wrong or maybe they were not specific about who to give it to, either way I just knew that it had to be left at the hospital.
I remember worrying that people might think that I was a terrorist or that I was suspicious walking around with this object so I feared that the security or police or someone would stop to question me and search me and the object, and so that is when I came up with the plan to try to leave it in a hospital room.
Hopefully the object was nothing dangerous like a bomb, I have no idea what it was, and maybe even in the dream I possibly did not know which probably made it worse for me but I can not remember.
On the left side of one of the hallways I found an area with a waiting room and desk with hospital rooms behind the desk, there were nurses and other employees in this area, and it seemed that you had to sign-in and wait in line to get permission to visit patients in those rooms so I was going to try to sneak by pretending to be a family member who was already signed-in.
My plan possibly failed after a female nurse with dark-color skin with black hair wearing scrubs probably stopped me and told me to get in line, and so I did but then I continued walking.
Up the hallway I saw my former female schoolmate PB and my former female classmate AJ, and so I walked ahead to talk to them as we walked but I can not remember if I put the object down or not.
I just remember greeting them and us walking and talking up the hallway with a small group of a few other people as we reached a bridge-like hall that had a lot of glass walls / windows on both sides so you could see outside and it was day outside and you could see various roof areas because this was the top floor I assume.
Out of the corner of my right eye I noticed movement on the roof suddenly, it was my former male classmate BH who looked serious and was acting like a terminator or assassin or something, and he had a rifle and he went to point it in our direction but I was not sure who among the crowd was his target and I probably yelled to warn the others so he missed his first shot.
We started running and I tried to cover my former schoolmate BH and my former classmate AJ as we ran and I yelled commands to them and the others to help us survive, one of my hands was busy probably trying to help the others along and maybe I still had the object, and so I only had one arm to reach for a weapon and I pulled out or picked up a dark long barrel revolver.
I did not think that this was the best weapon for this situation but it was all that I had so I tried to line up a shot at my former classmate BH, but my revolver did not fire because either the cylinder was not locked in place or the safety was on so I missed my chance to shoot him.
Everything happened so fast and on the move, I do not think that anyone was shot thanks to my warning and advice and our quick reaction, and several people escaped with me outside including my former classmate AJ and my former schoolmate PB and maybe my brother GC and / or one or two other people.
I remember us reaching the parking lot and escaping in an automobile, but my former classmate BH chased us on a motorcycle still trying to shoot whoever his target was.
I remember firing at least one shot at my former classmate BH, that missed, but I can not remember if I took another shot that hit him or what happened to him exactly during our chase and gun battle.
At some point he was no longer chasing us or he changed into someone else without me realizing it, either way, the next thing that I remember is seeing my dead grandfather IC driving an old truck recklessly and maybe he even chased us but I can not remember.
Oddly I did not remember that my grandfather IC was supposed to be dead, I remember one of our neighbors on our street Mr. CC saw what was going on because we were now in a fictional version of our neighborhood still driving, and maybe Mr. CC said something to us but I can not remember.
I just remember my grandfather IC losing control of his truck and driving off the road and stopping, and we drove over to check on him.
My grandfather IC was alive and conscious and smiling and laughing and joking a bit, but he seemed weak and he was injured and so I had to carry him.
My uncle CC drove up and he recommended that we not call emergency services and that we take my grandfather IC to the hospital ourselves and lie about what happened (to avoid getting the police involved, and he recommended that our family handle it instead), and lie to the police if they show up before we can move the truck; and he gave us some lies to use, and he left.
I did not want to lie but I did not want my grandfather IC getting in trouble, time was running out because he was injured and we were not sure how bad, and so I took out my mobile phone to call my dad (his son) before driving my grandfather IC to the hospital.
But I woke up.