All that I can remember of this dream is that it took place inside and outside in dimly lit areas that seemed to somehow be part of where I possibly lived and possibly part library and part school-like, and in this outdoor/indoor-like courtyard area I had a computer that seemed to be mine.
I remember using the computer at some point and then I went to the bathroom or something in one of the few completely indoor areas, and then I returned to log-out of my computer because I had forgotten.
There were other people around using this area so I was glad that I remembered that I had not logged out because some random student or library patron could have had access to everything.
At some point I joined up with the students like I was a student too, even though I was older than everyone it seemed, and I remember waiting in line with the students as I talked to a thin male student with dark-color skin.
But that is all that I can remember of this dream.
All that I can remember of this dream is that it took place during the day and I remember driving to a fictional parking lot with one or more people, and we went inside a building that looked an abandoned building in the entrance lobby.
The lobby was rough and mostly concrete with almost no furniture like they wanted to discourage people who were homeless from using this, there was a mostly empty office-like room or a room that people used to sale things from, and there were some bathrooms and a few other places.
It seemed that this part of the building was abandoned but could be used by the public, but they probably only wanted people to just use the bathrooms and leave.
Past this were some doors that led to what looked like a school that was still being used by some people, and it was in better condition and it was not all concrete.
At some point after leaving the school area there was a middle-aged man with light-color skin holding a box having a standoff with another man who seemed homeless and had dark-color skin, they acted like they may pull guns on each other if this deal failed, but they were only joking around.
There was now a line of people outside of the empty office-like room, there was a group inside that room of men with dark-color skin who seemed to be gang members who would sometimes use this room to sell and trade things with people, and they had lookouts et cetera outside the building and inside the building.
It seemed that they would set up briefly somewhere and people would come to trade and buy things, probably including illegal things, and I walked outside to walk to my automobile and there was a line outside as well.
I did not want anything to do with this, I was going to wait in my automobile until the others were ready to go, but then I woke up.