This dream possibly started during the day with me being at the house of my parents, my male cousin DE was unstable and he was around the area, and maybe he came over wanting my mom to take him somewhere; either way my mom left at some point.
The next thing that I remember is a job place where some people were developing a video game, their boss was or looked like the character Mitchell Ellison from the television show Daredevil, and he was not happy about something that they were doing so he complained to them about something that I can not remember.
This dream was partly inspired by TFS Plays: Fallout 4, and this Double Toasted video that I watched last night before going to sleep (I can not remember the parts of the dream that were inspired by this video):
All that I can remember of this dream is that at some point during the dream I was outside during the day in a field with greenish colored grass where there were various structures that started on the ground and that went up high in the sky, and they looked like a combination of an obstacle course and playground equipment combined with something else.
There were Super Mutants from the Fallout video games there and maybe some other threats, there were some other people and I there who had to try to survive while moving and climbing through this area, and so we fought the Super Mutants and other threats as we moved through this area.
This part of the dream was a bit like the Fallout video games, we had weapons like guns that we sometimes used to kill Super Mutants in self-defense, and I was probably able to use V.A.T.S (Vault-Tec Assisted Targeting System).
This part of the dream was possibly symbolic in some ways (during the dream I remember thinking that some parts of this dream were symbolic, and possibly meant something but I was not sure what exactly), even though I was seeing and experiencing this, I was possibly somewhere else in the dream talking to someone (possibly on the telephone) when this was all going on; and so maybe it was like a daydream within a dream or dream within a dream or I was in two places at the same time or I magically jumped back and forth between two different parts of the dream, but I am not sure.
Later in the dream I remember being inside a house waiting in either a living room or a family room like I was at the house of one or more of the parent’s of one of my former classmates, and I was walking around the room and the curtains were closed but I possibly could tell that it was probably still daytime.
At some point AC the younger sister of my former male classmate JC walked into the room with me, she looked younger again and slightly different, and she seemed a bit depressed.
She sat down and we started talking about some of her problems, things that she wrote in her diary which was on a table near her, and some of her family problems; and I gave her some words of encouragement and some advice, and I shared things about myself and some of my similar problems.
We got interrupted by her fictional younger preteen brother who had whitish colored skin with short hair and maybe some freckles who was the annoying younger brother stereotype, he started to annoy her and they argued, and she told me about the many annoying things that her brother does; and he said things that he did not like about her.
This was a bit funny to me because it made me think of family and my relationship with my brothers, I started to talk to them about family and how we can be annoying to each other at times, and I said some positive things about this which helped to calm their argument and improve the mood.
A beautiful woman who looked like the actress Morena Baccarin entered the room, she was the step-mother or girlfriend of the father of one or more of the siblings of my former classmate JC, and we sat on the couch and we had a great conversation.
I remember her smiling and actually being interested in what I had to say, it was great having a great conversation with someone who is actually also enjoying the conversation and who seems like they really want to be there, and I enjoyed being there with her.
I was a bit nervous and uncomfortable at first so I ended up being in my energized nervous mode where parts of my brain shutdown or get clouded and when I am having a good conversation I get energized and I start sharing way too much information about myself and others, and at some point I started talking about my brother CC.
I told her how my brother CC moved out of the house a few days after graduating from high school to move in with his girlfriend and start college, he joined the military and left for recruit training without finishing his first semester of college, during his break from recruit training before his next training he surprised us by marrying his girlfriend so we went to the wedding the next morning after he told us, but then our conversation got interrupted.
Somehow I was talking to her in person at first but then this changed to where I was walking around my parent’s house talking to her on a telephone, my dad was working on the clothes dryer when he heard me talking about my brother CC, and he started making a comment about me telling too much information about him.
I put the phone against my chest or shoulder quickly without saying hold on, so that I could talk to my dad and explain, and he was correct and I told him so; and so I was going to stop that and apologize, and then I went to see if she was still on the phone.
I heard her talking to my former classmate JC about his fictional ex-wife or ex-girlfriend, my former classmate JC said that after his divorce or break-up with his ex-wife or ex-girlfriend, that she told a federal government agency about how he sometimes shoots guns at his family’s old abandoned GB House and yard (property) out in the country by a forest (not shooting at the house itself, but doing target practice out there because it is out in the country near a forest and abandoned); and so this federal government agency went to The GB House (Property) to investigate these claims.
They saw evidence that this was true and for some reason they put out a warrant for the arrest of my former classmate JC like maybe it was illegal for him to shoot guns out there, while I was listening to their conversation I noticed some newspaper articles with pictures on a wall in my parent’s house that my mom had cut out and pinned on the wall, and they seemed to about the arrest of my former classmate JC because of this situation that he was talking about.
The newspaper articles and pictures explained the situation that my former classmate JC was telling after the warrant was put out for his arrest, instead of turning himself in he hid for months, and the pictures showed the day that he was caught; and the first newspaper article and picture was titled: Hot Redhead Finally Gets Caught.
The picture showed a man with somewhat overgrown reddish colored hair and reddish colored facial hair like he had not had a haircut or a shave in months, the picture was unclear and shot from far away but it looked like it was probably my former classmate JC, he was standing in a forest behind some bushes with some cows in front of him like he had been hiding there when the police (whoever) arrived to arrest him, and I assume that this was in the forest by The GB House (Property) that his family owns.
It seemed that he had been hiding and living out there for months and that it was a popular topic during that time in the local newspapers, the journalist who took these photographs got them as police had him surrounded but you could not see the police at first, but the other photographs showed him being arrested and put in a police car.
I guess he went to jail but was out now and was living with some of his siblings who have a different father than him, his mom and dad are dead, and I remember feeling sorry for him as I heard this and I saw how he looked in those photographs.
It seemed that he had never recovered after the death of his mom who died over a year ago, who died years after his dad died, and so he looked like a different person and like he was still suffering and he seemed a bit worn and depressive like his sister AC; but he also seemed more rough and rugged and strong and tough.
Earlier I had been at the house waiting to see him and talk to him but now I was magically at my parent’s house listening to his conversation waiting for the woman (the wife or girlfriend of the father of one or more of my former classmate JC’s siblings) to realize that I was still on the phone line with her, but I woke up.