I possibly fell asleep on the living room couch and I woke up remembering at least part of one dream but I did not record it, I continued to remember parts of it even after getting in bed and going back to sleep and having various other dreams and waking up and going back to sleep several times, but eventually I forgot most of it.
All that I can remember of this dream now is that my parents were in the dream with me, and I remember the numbers 5050 that possibly involved an item that my parents had or won but I can not remember; and that is all that I can remember of this dream.
All that I can remember of this dream is that I was inside a gym-like building with my family, some of my family members, and some other people.
We were trapped inside this building, locked inside of it somehow, and one or more very dangerous and power threats were inside there with us.
I felt that my only hope to defeat the threat(s) and save the others was to unlock my hidden potential and go all out by basically powering up and not holding back and just going wild, but if I did this I felt that I would probably lose control of myself; and I was afraid that I would kill other people by mistake et cetera.
I had a very large metal syringe that was filled with some kind of liquid that was a drug/chemical/whatever that was supposed to be used on me if I did lose control, and this was supposed to be able to bring me back under control if necessary.
I gave the syringe to someone and they probably put some of the liquid from it in another syringe as a backup, and they gave the second syringe to someone else.
I warned the others to stay away from me during the battle, except if I lose control, and then they were to inject me with the syringe if they can before it is too late.
I then went to power up and let go of any mental/physical/et cetera restraints, I let myself go wild and unlocked some of my hidden potential, but my memory of the battle et cetera does not exist because even in the dream I lost all memory of this when I lost control.
All that I remember is that I did lose control during the battle, and the others had to inject me with the syringe; I possibly destroyed one of the syringes during this before they were able to inject me with the second one.
They probably injected me in the butt or thigh, then I started to regain control of myself, and then my memory started back but I could not remember anything else that happened when I lost control.
I asked if the others were okay, fortunately I did not hurt anyone else, and I had defeated the threat(s).
Eventually I went outside in what looked like the alley outside my parents yard during the day, and my mom walked over to me and introduced me to a woman with very light-color skin with long red hair who I recognized.
She looked slightly like a combination of several people like Alice Morgan and Jessica Robbin and Jessica Ryan, but mostly she looked like Alice Morgan; and I asked her if she was either of the Jessica’s and then I asked her if she was Alice Morgan, and she replied coyly that she was Alice.
She did not specify if she was Alice Morgan exactly, she seemed to want to keep that a mystery, and this was fun to her.
We talked and she tried to be a bit mysterious, playful, and slightly seductive.
She explained that she was summoned when I lost control, that she was my summon/I had summoned her, basically it seemed that I had somehow set her to automatically summon if I lost control or I had summoned her before I lost control, but I am not sure.
Alice was an emergency backup I assume to help stop me if I lost control and/or to help protect the others and/or to help me win the fight.
But that is all that I can remember of this dream.
This dream involved a woman and some others driving in one or more vehicles past the old F Baptist building in the city of D late in the afternoon or early in the evening, and they were transported Chucky from the Child’s Play movies.
I guess they were trying to transport him somewhere where they could lock/seal him away and/or destroy him, but somehow he escaped the vehicle after maybe killing one or more people inside.
I was possibly walking or driving further behind them, when I saw this I rushed to help, and Chucky ran way fast with his little feet/legs before I could reach them; maybe he saw me, him and I have history, and so maybe he remembered that I will kill him/have killed him in various past dreams.
Chucky probably would have killed the woman if I had not shown up, I last saw him run around a corner between two buildings that were the old T-Shirt Store and a small building that the Methodist church uses.
I did not want Chucky to get away and hurt more people, I felt my usual desire to kill him, and I wanted to rush after him immediately but I briefly stopped to talk to the woman and warn her and let her know that I had killed Chucky several times before in the past et cetera.
After a brief rushed talk I ran to try to find Chucky to destroy him again as soon as possible, and I probably yelled out challenging Chucky to come out and face me; and I told him that I was not afraid of him anymore, and that I was going to hunt him down and destroy him like the other times.
I did not think that he would come out, he would probably sneak around killing people, and maybe sometimes he would try to attack me with traps and brief sneak attacks and then run and hide again.
But I woke up before I could find and destroy him unfortunately.
In this dream I went to a fictional resort-like place in maybe the state of Texas in The United States, but I could be wrong.
In this dream my parents and my brother GC had visited this resort before, and they possibly visited me briefly and then they left; and maybe they sent me some books and several other items.
I stayed at the resort for two days or so, and then I went to the main lobby to checkout to leave back home.
In the main lobby I found some items that I had lost, all the employees were women, and they checked the items that I had and my records while talking to me during the checkout process.
I possibly had a semi-daydream after this because I probably woke up needing to urinate, but I possibly briefly partly went back to sleep before getting up to urinate.
During this brief time I possibly had a brief semi-daydream, a male police officer walked up behind me with his pistol drawn and he held me at gunpoint asking me if I was someone else (he had mistaken me for someone else I guess, and so I kept my hands up with my palms facing forward while complying and asking for permission and announcing my moves each time before making them but I woke up again because I really needed to urinate.
The end of this dream involved maybe my parents calling me during the day by mobile phone telling me that a fictional restaurant that was in a slightly fictional version of the D High School gym was having a free lunch, and so I drove there and I went inside to check this alleged free lunch (meal) special at this restaurant.
Inside the gym I saw where you get your food and pay for your food in the stands on the left side of the gym, and maybe there were some tables and chairs that you could sit at on and near the sides of the gym floor / basketball court.
A regular female patron at The BP Library Ms. TW was there near the stairs for the stands on the left side where you needed to walk to reach the area to get and pay for your food, I greeted her and she said something to me that I can not remember, and then there was maybe a menu and a newspaper before you get to the first employee who was a woman.
The female employee told me that you needed a special code to get the free lunch (meal), and that you had to meet certain special requirements that were listed in a newspaper article where they had advertised the free meal so I walked over to the newspaper trying to find the special code and the requirements.
Something interesting happened during this that is unfortunately unclear now, somehow I did not voice record this part of the dream, and only later in the day after waking up did I remember part of something that happened during this part of the dream.
All that I can remember now is that somehow I died during this, maybe I got the code wrong or I did not meet the requirements but I can not remember, I think that someone possibly sabotaged things by maybe giving them the wrong name for me or something and somehow this caused me to die; but unfortunately I can not remember what happened exactly unfortunately, I just know that I died.
When I died I did not wake up, I was still there somewhat like maybe I was in an in-between state (maybe I was separated from my body and was near it or I was in small other dimension where I could still see everything or I was in my body still, but I can not remember) so maybe no one could see me and maybe I could not really move but my body was probably still in the dream, but I can not remember.
I just know that somehow I did something that I can not remember, and whatever I did resurrected me (brought me back to life) and I returned to the dream or to my body or I was able to move my body again or whatever; but unfortunately I can not remember any of the details of what happened during this brief interesting part of the dream.
I just know that afterward I wondered had someone sabotaged things to cause my death, and I wondered if it was one of the employees or someone else.
I am not sure if I somewhat cheated to resurrect myself or not, I wish that I could remember what happened exactly, I am not sure how I failed to voice record this part of the dream.
Anyway, that is all that I can remember of this dream.
This is possibly more than one dream, but I am not sure, so I will type it as one dream; and part of it was possibly a semi-daydream or my thoughts possibly impacted the dream, but I am not sure, and I am not sure what order the details of this dream go in.
Part of this dream possibly took place during the day in and outside of a house-like building with probably windows that were missing glass, my dad was possibly with me, and maybe some other people joined us as well but I can not remember.
All that I can remember of this dream is being outside in maybe a field outside a small shed-like building that possibly led underground, and a group of children and teenagers were standing outside the building with baseball bats and random objects that they were using as melee weapons.
They were afraid of something inside the building and they were waiting on me to enter the building it seems, inside the building was a creature that was small when we last saw it, but we had no idea how big it was now.
I am not sure what the creature looked like but whatever it was it was something strange and it scared us, it was possibly something paranormal but I am not sure, and so we were very cautious and worried.
I was the only adult around and so I tried to be brave for them and I was going to enter the building alone with at least a baseball bat and / or any melee weapons that I could find, and I wanted the others to guard the outside.
I told them to not enter the building, I picked up one or more weapons (a baseball bat was probably one of them), and I opened the door to enter the building.
I felt like Steve Harrington from the television show Stranger Things during a scene in season 2, but I woke up.
All that I can remember of this dream is that it started during the morning in a fictional house and my mom, my brother GC, and I were there but I am not sure if anyone else was there or not.
I remember talking with my mom and my brother GC when I noticed my male cousin ME walking outside past the windows at the front of the house, and I assumed that he was going to the front door so I told my mom because I assumed that he was coming over for her.
I walked toward the front of the house and the main door was wide open, I assumed that my mom had left it open for my dad, and so I walked away thinking that my mom was going to answer the door.
I then heard my dad and an unknown man enter through that door, I looked around the corner to see that the man was older with light-color skin with graying wild hair wearing a bright-color sleeping bag or blanket or jacket or something and he seemed homeless and mentally unstable like he had one or more mental disorders, and I heard him talking to himself and cursing et cetera.
My dad mentioned that he had a visitor with him who I assume was going to spend the day or night with us until he can get into a homeless shelter and / or medical facility or something where they can help him, and I think that someone asked my dad to help the man because he could not get signed in at the place until tomorrow.
Oddly this fictional house was connected to a fictional school that I had false memories of having attended when I was younger and a medical-like place that may have been the place that the homeless man was going to go to tomorrow, and all three buildings were probably connected without any doors separating each section so there were probably open doorways into each building for smooth easy access.
I walked to a middle area that was possibly part of the school or a shared middle area, it had a hard light-color floor, and I could see some of the open separate but partly open areas of the school like the gym and maybe cafeteria et cetera.
I also saw the opening to the medical-like place, and sitting in front of it was a woman with light-color skin with yellow hair who looked like she did not care.
The homeless man walked toward the medical-like place briefly and said something to the woman, and she said something back to him like she did not care and like she was annoyed and she probably reminded him that he had to wait until tomorrow and then they would try to help him.
He walked back to our fictional house, and the woman probably told me that he has some mental disorders and that he has been treated at the medical-like place before so do not mind his cursing and talking to himself et cetera because he is mentally unstable and he is not doing this intentionally.
Then she went back to sitting there, maybe on her mobile phone, and she went back to acting like she did not care.
I walked over toward the school areas as false memories and feelings of having went to this school came back to me, and I remember smiling and feeling happy as I thought about and felt those memories.
I saw some children and teachers walking through several areas, in one area I saw a folded up table and some other stuff on the floor, and so I went to pick it up and move it somewhere else but my dad walked over asking me to put it back because he was using it and he was doing some work (maybe painting) in this area.
I put it back and I asked my dad about what work was he doing here, in real life one of my dad jobs is working at The BP School Board as a painter, and he started to tell me.
Then I started telling him about some of my memories of back when I used to go to this school, and I pointed to some of the areas as I told him these memories but I woke up.