This dream involved Ric Flair coming out of retirement to wrestle again, and the dream involved him having a professional wrestling match.
During the fight they decided to do a dangerous stunt where they set part of the ring on fire, and Mr. Flair’s opponent slammed him in the fire.
Mr. Flair was slammed into the fire too early so part of his hair caught fire, he rolled to the side of the ring so that a referee could throw water on him, but the referee did not throw the water on him fast enough so part of his hair and face got burned so there was a black spot on his hair and face.
The dream jumped to the future and Mr. Flair and the others were being interviewed about what happened that day, Mr. Flair had healed, and Mr. Flair was okay with what had happened and seemed to have enjoyed the dangerous stunt and he was excited to be wrestling again even at such an old age; but that is all that I can remember of this dream.
This dream took place during the day, and me and most of my family seemed to have recently moved to a larger and nicer house next to a quiet highway with a forest to the right of the highway.
The house had several entrances in the front, at least one entrance on the left side, at least one on the back side, and a pond / swimming pool in the backyard with a forest in the distance; and our neighbor’s at The B House had a different house to the right of us, but I am not sure if anyone lived to the left of us or not.
I can not remember the beginning of the dream but I think that I returned home in an automobile or something, when I got out of the automobile my dad was about to leave in a dark blue SUV (sport utility vehicle) so I got inside of it with him briefly to talk as he drove through the yard, and I got out before he left the yard.
In the front yard I found a large clear container that felt would make a good plant holder / whatever, and so I was going to bring it inside the house.
I had my keys with me so that I could open the door, I was not sure if one key worked on all the doors or not, and so I was going to open the door that I knew this key worked with but I decided to take the container to the back of the house along the covered walkway so that I could clean it later.
My mom and my brother TDC and KDC were home, I sat the container near the house, and I stopped to look around at our new house and yard to enjoy finally having some peace and quiet and even more nature and space et cetera.
The pond and / or swimming pool was full of grass, and then I noticed something floating on its side near the edge of it.
Slowly I realized that it seemed to be the shape of a large dead reptile, I assumed that it was a dead alligator, but then it moved to my surprise and maybe it went to move on land toward me so I yelled for my brothers to get some melee weapons because there was an alligator.
I ran back to the right side of the house to look for a melee weapon as the assumed alligator went under our new house, we were only able to find some weak melee weapons, and then we started trying to find the assumed alligator and then it came from under the house toward us on the right side of the house.
I told my brothers to stay back and I attacked it with a very weak melee weapon, that did no damage and I could feel how tough and thick the skin was and how dense it was, and then I realized that it was a crocodile and not an alligator because of its color and how some of its teeth were still showing even with its mouth closed.
I dodged the crocodiles attacks and I would counter attack, my brothers would join in sometimes, but we were doing no damage so I kept switching between melee weapons trying to find a stronger one but the best that I could find was maybe a rubber or weak mallet or hammer or something.
I can not remember if I finally found a better melee weapon and hurt or killed it or if we just stopped and had a stalemate once I realized like how pointless this was and maybe I somewhat remembered some of Lost Truth’s (Moment’s) thoughts on situations like this in dreams like in her post A Swarm of Crocodiles – Dream Analysis and / or I realized how this reminds me of some situations in some of my dreams and that maybe if I stopped fighting the crocodile maybe it would stop too because maybe my aggression caused it to be aggressive in response to mine.
Either way something strange possibly happened either during the fight or during the stalemate or at another time that is super unclear and strange, and I have no clear explanation of it.
Possibly another dream within the dream was partly somehow visible to me briefly in the corner of my awareness like maybe a dream within a dream partly moved into this dream world (like one dream world colliding with another dream world) or this was just a daydream in my mind or a device of some kind was playing this where I could see it in the distance or something else weird like this, I have no idea, whatever it was I remember seeing Krysten Ritter and two men with light-color skin standing up naked having a threesome.
They had just started so no sexual intercourse was happening yet, Ms. Ritter’s breasts were larger and bouncier, one of the men approached her from behind and started fondling her breasts as she leaned back to maybe kiss him and run her hand through his hair, and maybe the other man was slowly approaching.
Whatever this was it was possibly a pornographic movie because I think that I remember seeing and / or hearing something that said: Doctor Love: *Somethings that I can not remember* Gets Creamed or Doctor Love Knows Best: *Somethings that I can not remember* or maybe something like that.
Whatever this was ended or stopped right after this so no intercourse had started, I was still doing whatever I was doing in the main dream when that had briefly went on, and so I was possibly fighting the crocodile during that or moving around keeping a distance from the crocodile if there was a stalemate.
But I got awakened by an alarm maybe, and that is all that I can remember of this dream.
So I finally dreamed of a crocodile instead of an alligator, I guess Moment’s (Lost Truth’s) dream(s) impacted mine.
I had more dreams and there was more to this dream, but I did not record them and I woke up suddenly so now I can only remember part of the end of this dream.
My memory is unclear in some parts but I think that at the end of the dream I had tried to help several people with several different things including my mom who was possibly having computer problems or some kind of other technical problem.
At this point in the dream I had left those locations and I was probably driving during the day and trying to help my mom by mobile phone, I possibly talked with several other people by mobile phone trying to help them as I drove down a highway or street, but I can not remember.
After talking with my mom and / or whoever, I think that I got a mobile phone call from the character Jessica Jones (played by the actress Krysten Ritter) from the television show Jessica Jones, and she wanted me to help her with something so maybe I met her along the highway and maybe we walked the rest of the way.
Jessica was walking ahead of me as we walked on the grass on the right side of the highway, I remember thinking and daydreaming about various things like trying to figure out how to help my mom and / or the others with their various issues like the technical / computer problem as Jessica was trying to explain what she needed my help with, and so I only heard a few things that she said.
She noticed that I was not completely paying attention so she stopped, smiled, and made a joke about me not listening so I apologized and admitted that she was correct and I told her what I was thinking and daydreaming about.
Then I told her the few things that I did hear her say like: dead body found, probably murdered, possibly female, possibly a woman with light-color skin, and maybe her family had paid Jessica to investigate this since she is a private investigator (PI).
I was correct but Jessica did not want to explain everything again, and so she said that I would see when we get there.
We reached a metal one-story building that was in a field to the right of the highway, which is the side that we were on, and I followed Jessica inside.
The inside of the building somewhat reminded me of a maintenance shop / a meat-packing facility / morgue, and I saw a man with light-color skin wearing an apron and gloves et cetera who was standing by some tables with a dead human body (corpse) and medical equipment like he was doing an autopsy so I guess he was a medical examiner and / or coroner or something like that.
Him and Jessica seemed to know each other, they said something to each other, he seemed to be doing an autopsy on the woman whose dead body was found, and maybe her arms and legs were cut off and cut up and some of her organs were out.
There was a nasty smell that caused me to gag but I did not vomit, I am not used to seeing dead bodies (especially ones cut up and open and being dissected), and so I probably looked away; Jessica was not bothered at all, and she started grabbing body parts to weigh them on a scale it seemed and she wanted me to grab a notepad and pencil and record the weights and measurements et cetera.
Jessica did not give me time to get gloves or a dust mask or anything and she was only wearing her open gloves where her fingers are out so she was touching the body parts directly with her fingers oddly, I did not want to take the extra gloves and dust masks that belonged to the medical examiner / coroner (I was not sure if that was okay or not) and I did not have time to go to my automobile to get mine, and so I looked around but Jessica continued without me and continued calling out weights and measurements even though I was not ready.
I grabbed a notepad and pencil, I told her that I was not ready but she did not stop, so I felt like I was failing her and missing important data; and so this was not a good impression that I was making here.
As I fumbled trying to get the notepad and pencil, which had some clear tape et cetera stuck to it that I was trying to get off so that I could use the notepad, I noticed lots of people showing up and lining up like maybe they were there to help ID (identify) corpses of possible family / friends / et cetera.
I doubted that this many people would be showing up at the same time to do this so I wondered why were some many people showing up, some of the tape fell and got stuck to the side of one of one of the shoes that belonged to a man who looked exactly like my former male classmate JF, but I probably did not recognize him as JF because I was not sure and / or was distracted and / or somehow I knew that it was not really him.
I apologized to the man and I removed the tape as I continued fumbling with the notepad and pencil and tape trying to get back to Jessica to take notes, but then another piece of tape got stuck to the man’s shoe but this time it was stuck to the bottom of his shoe.
I apologized again and I removed the tape from the bottom of his shoe, and as I was walking away the man said something like this in a creepy serial killer-like higher-pitched somewhat child-like man voice that maybe slightly sounded like JF without being him probably:
“This guy keeps apologizing, *laughs*, *smiles, and says under his breath*: I guess I’ll kill him.”
I found his voice and what he said and how he acted to be creepy and strange, for a second I assumed that he was joking, but then I stopped because I felt that maybe he was not joking.
I wondered if he was the person who possibly murdered the woman and / or other people, was he a serial killer or something, but I woke up before I could walk over to tell Jessica about this and write down the weights and measurements.