When I was in bed either before I went to sleep or after I woke up briefly, I remembered part of a forgotten dream from the previous night, but I accidentally went back to sleep without voice recording it so I mostly forgot it again.
I think that the dream involved me moving around (maybe walking) past / by various options / choices, my dad was possibly in the dream at some point, but that is all that I can remember now of this dream.
Last night I remember some of two dream fragments, with the first one starting at a farm/zoo-like place in the day, and I was with my parent’s.
There were other people there, mostly kids with their parent’s and teachers, like they were on a field trip or something.
To our surprise the place seemed recently abandoned and there was no one taking care of the animals, and the place looked a bit run down.
Most of the kids were playing on playground equipment and my parent’s & I walked around, and to our surprise & disgust, we saw many dead animals; mostly dead cows.
There were some animals still alive as we walked around, but they did not look healthy; my guess was that the owners had gotten arrested for animal cruelty recently, so no one was left to take care of the animals.
We decided to leave but one of the exits to the parking lot was a slide at the playground, and so we were going to slide down it to reach the playground.
A kid in front of me went down the slide and then I did as well, and we reached a dark parking lot; and standing near the end of the slide was a man trying to sell drugs or something to the kid.
Then another man with an afro came walking by and he stopped to tell the other man to leave the kid alone, and then the other man started talking to him; since they knew each other.
The other man asked the man with the afro to join him, but the man with the afro said that he had started to change his life for the better, and that he did not do stuff like that anymore.
The man with the afro appeared to had been or still was a member of some African-American social group, maybe something like The Black Panthers (Black Panther Party) or Nation Of Islam or something, and he told the other man that he should be trying to help the community instead of making it worse.
The other man got angry as the man with the afro started to walk off, so the other man tried to stab him with a pocket knife from behind; but the man with the afro pulled out his pocket knife and blocked the attack to our surprise.
The kid and I were watching this all quietly and we were both shocked, and my parent’s were not in the parking lot yet; so only us two were witnessing this.
The man with the afro told the other man that he did not want to fight, but the other man continued to try to cut him with his pocket knife; but the man with the afro blocked the attacks until he had his knife to the other man’s throat.
The other man was surprised and once again the man with the afro told him that he did not want to fight, and this time the other man said okay; but as the man with the afro was turning to walk off, the other man tried to stab him in the back again.
The man with the afro then blocked the attack and quickly stabbed the other man in the throat/neck about 7 times or so, then he stabbed him in the eye, and he started to cut the other man’s face from his eye to the bottom of his face; it was realistic, nasty, and disturbing.
You could hear the sounds of the ripping and the popping of his eyeball and flesh.
I was so shocked and disturbed, that I accidentally woke myself up from the dream.
Some high level person in the government tried to kill the president and I was there, and so the CIA agent and I went to help the president; I guess the secret service agents must have been killed in the attack.
The president was unconscious and we had no one there to help us, so the CIA agent called for backup, as he tried to wake the president up.
Eventually the president woke up as a few new secret service agents came into the building to help walk the president to his limo and I could hear a few police sirens near by, and I think we used a large painting of The Young Shepherdess to shield the president; but I could be wrong.
As we were walking the president and shielding him, I noticed something odd about the secret service agents, and I felt that they were going to try to kill the president; and suddenly one of them pulled out his pistol to shoot the president, but I tackled him before he could shoot.
The CIA agent then shot the other secret service agents, and I managed to take the pistol from the one I tackled and I shot him; the CIA agent, the president, and I were shocked & did not know who to trust then.
The three of us decided to get to the limo as some police officers came to help us, but as they were trying to get the president into the limo, I noticed a suspicious looking police officer on a bicycle in front of the limo; I felt that he had a bomb, so I went to search him.
We started to wrestle and I knocked his helmet and shades off, and he was a man with blond hair and whitish colored skin; he somewhat looked like a character from the film Remember The Titans.
I found a bag on him with the bomb in it and I yelled for the others to get away because there was a bomb, as I tried to throw it, but the police officer grabbed my arm and the bomb fell near us.
I tried to run but the police officer grabbed me and so I did not get very far, so I jumped on the ground to avoid the explosion, in a way that would expose the police officer to most of the blast.
The bomb exploded and sent the police officer and I flying in the air, but most of the shock-wave hit him; it hit him so hard that his legs flew backward so far, that his feet hit the back of his head. 😀
I was not hurt bad and I started to get up, but the police officer got up to my surprise too; and he was smiling and started to attack me, but I was able to out grapple him and I held him down.
The CIA agent and a few other police officers came and arrested him, but he was still smiling and I think he said that it was not over, as he looked at me while the other police officers were walking him to their police car.
The CIA agent said that the president was still alive and that he was on his way to a secure location, but suddenly the police officer that had been arrested, vanished while the other police officers were still holding him; we all were shocked and started to swing around, trying to see if he was invisible now or something, but we could not find him.
He had smiled and looked at me when he vanished, he was handcuffed, and two other police officers were holding both of his arms at the time; so we had no idea what was going on or how he escaped like that.
The CIA agent and I felt that something very crazy was going on and we had no idea who to trust, but I woke before we could talk about the situation.