All that I can remember of this dream is that it took place in a fictional city, and a probably American spy agency (intelligence agency) recruited some people including me & one or two people I knew, including a man who looked like or was the actor John Dye.
The character Alice Morgan from the TV show Luther was recruited as well, she possibly was recruited before us & she possibly was involved in having me & maybe the people I knew recruited without me / us knowing it, but I am not sure.
Abby Martin introduces the first installment of a new Empire Files series about the CIA explaining why the agency was created, and how it became the most nefarious criminal organization in the world, with CIA expert Douglas Valentine.
I had more dreams and there was more to this dream that I can not remember but I did not record most of my dreams, and so now I can only barely remember part of the end of my last dream.
The end of this dream took place inside a fictional multi-story multi-purpose building that had one or more hotels, apartments, restaurants, The BP Library, casinos, and probably several other types of businesses.
This morning I once again had a battle between my conscious and my body/subconscious where I kept trying to go back to sleep and keep dreaming, but my body/subconscious wanted to stay awake to get ready for work.
This caused me to keep briefly going back to sleep to continue the dream and/or dreaming while also trying to remember the dream because I did not feel like getting out of bed to voice record my dreams, but each time that this happened I forgot more and more of my dream(s) until I can now only barely remember part of my last dream.
This dream was probably partly inspired by the 2016 Ohio State University Attack, which I had only previously seen a headline (title for a news story) for but I never did read or listen to or watch a news report about it, but my mind still probably used just that headline as partial inspiration for this dream.
All that I can remember of this dream (probably a continuing dream because I kept waking up and going back to sleep) from last night is that it took place during the day probably at a college campus, and I remember a nice college cafeteria being a common location in this dream.
During this dream at least three (maybe more) different secretive groups were trying to recruit me and/or were targeting me, depending on the group, and this happened throughout the dream at random times when I would be approached and/or targeted by one or more members of these different secretive groups.
At least one of these groups seemed like an intelligence agency of a different (foreign) country, at least one of these groups seemed like an international terrorist group, and at least one of these groups seemed like an underground resistance group (maybe a civil rights et cetera group who were possibly trying to protect/defend (with violence if necessary) people from some of the other groups, but I have no idea now that I have forgotten all the important details of the dream) who probably somewhat reminded me of The Railroad from the video game Fallout 4 and this group was probably called Roots or root was in the name but I think that their group was called Roots but I could be wrong (and that name reminded me of the History channel miniseries Roots).
I probably did not join any of the groups, I kept turning some of them down while I probably stayed neutral to one or more groups for now, and so one or more of the groups were probably targeting and spying on me and probably still trying to recruit me so there was one or more attacks that happened in this dream that were carried out by one or more of these groups who were probably targeting me and/or trying to frame me (if they could not get me to join them or if they could not kill me) while trying to prove a point (to show what they are capable of) to me hoping to get or force me to join them.
During the end of the dream I was walking around this college campus with my former male classmate JC and we went to the nice college cafeteria, which was more like a restaurant, and when I was leaving there was an attack that started where a male student with light-colored skin with dark-colored hair wearing a white button shirt with dark dress pants who looked like a smart student from somewhere in Asia (Asian) started shooting people with a pistol outside in the courtyard as everyone was walking along the sidewalks.
This student was probably part of the international terrorist-like group who had kept trying to recruit me but I kept turning them down, and so this attack was probably targeting me and if I did not join them they would probably try to frame me as part of this attack if they could not kill me.
I remember seeing the student smiling as he walked around shooting people, he possibly said something to me (possibly asking me if I would join them, and I refused) and then he possibly pointed his pistol at me, and maybe a member of the Roots group helped me which possibly gave me and/or us a chance to disarm and/or defeat and/or kill the shooter but I can not remember because my memory of this dream is too unclear now.
All that I know is that I was possibly never directly attacked in this dream but I possibly was targeted, other people were harmed during these attacks but not me, and maybe the Roots group had helped defend people in those other attacks.
I probably thanked the member of the Roots group for the help, they seemed like a positive group but I still had no plans on joining any group, but I was interested learning more about them and possibly helping them sometimes without joining them.
The member of the Roots group said a few things before leaving the scene of the attack, it was still not clear if I would be blamed as being part of this attack or not because I was not sure if the terrorist-like group had set any false evidence to set me up or not, and so I stayed trying to decide what to do and to probably help the wounded while we wait for emergency services to arrive.
But that is all that I can remember now after slowly forgetting more and more of this dream every time that I went back to sleep without voice recording it.