In the first dream I remember being inside a fictional school (probably junior high school or high school) in a small classroom with other students (I assume that I was a student somehow, but I am not sure), our classroom was between two different hallways, and so our classroom had one door on the left side of the room and one door on the right side of the room where you could walk through our classroom to reach either hallway.
At some point as we were having class/whatever we heard loud noises, yelling, one or two gunshots, and then we heard screams; and maybe some students ran through the hallways screaming that a student had a gun, and had tried to shoot someone and/or shot someone.
The school went into lock-down mode with maybe an emergency announcement being made over the intercom system by probably a male voice of the principal telling everyone to stay in their rooms, but the announcement did not say why or what was happening.
People in my class started to hide under their desks and on the floor, we heard police officers yelling at someone and we heard loud noises, and suddenly I noticed a male student with whitish colored skin with short yellowish colored hair enter our classroom running trying to reach the other hallway.
I noticed that the student had a silver-colored handgun (probably a revolver), so I assumed that he was the shooter trying to run from the police, and I considered attacking him and disarming him but he was too far away for me to safely do it; and so I let him escape into the next hallway.
Several terrified police officers (male and female with whitish colored skin and brownish colored skin) entered our classroom pointing their pistols at anyone moving, we told them not to shoot because they were so afraid that they were ready to shoot anything that moved too much, and I told them which direction the shoot went.
They ran into the other hallway after the shooter and then we heard more yelling and loud noises, we decided to be ready to attack the shooter if he came into the classroom again, and then someone entered our classroom from the hallway where the shooter and the police ran; and three students jumped on this person to attack them.
The person was a police officer who was my former classmate DH, he looked annoyed by the attack, and he easily brushed off the three students who jumped on him to attack them; and he did not even lose his balance, and I told the three students that he was not the shooter and so they stopped when they realized they were attacking a police officer.
My former classmate DH told us that they caught the shooter and I started talking to him, I apologized to him about the three students attacking him by mistake, and several other police officers entered the room to try to calm down because they were still terrified; but my former classmate DH was calm and relaxed the entire time.
At some point something strange happened where I walked out of the classroom and somehow the shooter escaped from the room where they were holding him until they could decide what to do with him because he was under-aged, and he knew that I was the person who told the police that he had ran into the hallway.
I started running out of the building and he ran behind me like he was trying to escape and/or attack me, I was not sure which, and so I/we ran all the way to Eastside; and I lost him once I crossed through the yard of E Manor, and I hid so that he could not see me sneak to my parents’ house.
I did not want him to know where I lived because I was afraid that he might attack my family and I, he crossed through the yard of E Manor, and then he continued running like he was trying to escape to his house and/or somewhere familiar to him and/or he was looking for me.
I woke up before I could figure out if he really was looking for me or not.
In the second dream I played several games/matches in the video game Age Of Empires III: The WarChiefs, which I played before going to sleep, and in each game/match I did some fictional campaign missions involving the video game character Chayton Black.
Each mission involved having to build war huts along the trading post routes/railroads/whatever to defend them, but that is all that I can remember of this dream.