I woke up remembering this dream, I went to the bathroom, and I forgot to record this dream before I went back to sleep; and so I forgot this dream.
This dream took place during the day, part of this dream involved a water problem at my parent’s house, my dad was trying to figure out what the problem was so that he could fix it, and I talked to him briefly.
I had a long dream and several other transitioning dreams involving various things that I remembered, but when I woke up briefly I accidentally went back to sleep without voice recording them each time that I woke up so now I only can barely remember part of two dreams.
I can only barely remember part of the end of this long transitioning dream that moved between various things, the end of the dream took place during the day inside a multi-story multi-purpose building that was possibly a skyscraper, and some parts of this building was possibly exposed to the outdoors like it was possibly still under construction.
I went around different floors of this building seeing various things and various people et cetera, and at some point I ended up talking with a church group (probably Christian).
One of the church members was a bald overweight man with dark-color skin, and I remember sharing one of my dreams with him.
After telling the man my dream he was amazed and excited, and he told me that my dream was a prediction about something and he said that my dream was a prophecy (prophesy).
I told the man that I was not so sure about that, to me it was just a normal dream, but he assured me that my dream was a prophecy.
Unfortunately I can not remember what the dream was about or what the man told me about how it was a prophecy, but the man called all the church members to attention so that he could tell them about my dream and how it was a prophecy.
The man tried to convince the pastor of the church and the other church members, I think that the pastor did not believe it, but I can not remember.
But that is all that I can remember of this dream even though I know that there was a lot more to this dream before this, and a bit after this.
All that I can remember of this dream is that it involved the character John Luther and maybe Alice Morgan from the television show Luther and several other people, but I can not remember if I was in the dream or not.
This dream involved the repetition of something that I can not remember, I remembered some other details about this dream earlier today but I was at work so I was not able to voice record them so now I have forgotten the rest of this dream.
My sleep and dreams got interrupted at least four times last night with the first interruption happening because of some reason that I can not remember and I needed to use the bathroom, the second time I woke up hot and it seemed that my stomach was battling/digesting something that I ate last night, the third time I got too cold because I had pulled down my comforter earlier when I got too hot, and the fourth time my right arm was going numb because I was sleeping on it or something like that; and I only voice recorded part of the end of one dream, and so I forgot most of my dreams except for part of several dreams.
The end of this dream involved me playing and/or being inside the video game The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim and some things from the video game were also in the dream world even when I was not playing or was not inside the video game, and I remember having two Dremoradead thralls as followers/bodyguards/summons in the video game and in the dream world; and I gave advice to and was training several other people on how to be able to get their own Dremora dead thralls as well, but that is all that I can remember of this dream.
All that I can remember of this dream is that it started during the day at a fictional college and I got a job with the student newspaper of the college, to my surprise the student newspaper was led by my former male classmate DS, and the student newspaper headquarters was inside its own classroom that had several windows where you could see outside; and on my first day of work I remember my former classmate DS telling us about several different work assignments that we had to choose from for the day.
I knew nothing about being a journalist or working at a student newspaper so I did not really understand things so I just let my former classmate DS pick one of the work assignments for me and I started trying to complete it, but at some point I realized that the work assignment was probably not a good one for me; and so I asked my former classmate DS if I could switch to another work assignment, we had a deadline, and we did not have much time left but he let me switch work assignments but he warned me that I needed to hurry.
A male coworker of mine and I left to complete our work assignments and I remember us driving or riding around the city trying to complete whatever our work assignments were, the city looked like a slightly fictional version of the city of D, and I remember us driving up a nicer and fictional version of the road that leads to downtown past the court-house but further down the road before you even get to the four-way; and we saw many people outside a church like a funeral was going on, and we saw an electronic sign on the church that showed a photograph of a male pastor of the church who had whitish colored skin with brownish colored hair who had died so it was his funeral.
My coworker stopped driving because he felt that this was going to lead to a good story, he told me that there had been rumors that the pastor and/or his wife were committing adultery so there was an adultery scandal, and so this was his chance to announce the death of the pastor in the student newspaper and he hoped to find a bigger story to write about involving the alleged scandal; I did not think that it was a good idea to stop and bother people at a funeral, and I said so but he did not listen to me.
Outside the church we saw the pastor’s wife, who had whitish colored skin with dark-brownish or blackish colored hair, looking like she was pretending to be sad and my coworker went to interview her; and I decided to follow him because I felt that the wife was faking, and something did not seem right to me.
Surprisingly the wife let my coworker interview her, she definitely seemed to be faking at first, and when she was asked about the adultery scandal she seemed to be lying and she even smiled a few times and she seemed happy that her husband was dead and like she was proud that no one suspected that she might have murdered him; and I felt that she and/or her husband had probably both been cheating on each other, that she and/or the person that she was cheating with murdered her husband and made it look like natural causes, and that this was done for the money and so that she and/or the person that she had been cheating with could run the church and make even more money.
The interview was brief because they were probably about to leave to bury the husband’s body, my coworker and I started to walk back to our vehicle, and I remember telling him about my suspicions and that I now felt that there was a bigger story involving the adultery scandal and now possibly a murder; and so more investigating was needed, but I woke up.
All that I can remember of this dream is that it took place at a college, possibly the same college from the second dream, and I was at my dorm room and dorm suite but all of my suite-mates were gone somewhere; and at some point either before or right after I took a bath in our shared bathroom, a strange young man with dark-brownish colored skin with blackish colored curly/jheri curled hair approached me either inside the bathroom or somewhere else in our suite, and he started talking to me.
This young man was a strange young man who I had seen before earlier in the dream at the college, it seemed that he was a student but I started to suspect that he was actually homeless and was pretending to be a student, and so it was possible that he was going to classes and getting food and using the bathrooms for free by pretending to be a student; but I was not sure, either way he acted and talked very strange, and he reminded me of a strange character that Key & Peele might play/create.
After my brief conversation with the strange young man I went back to my dorm room, at some point my suite-mates returned to find a nasty/terrible scene inside our bathroom, and they told me what they saw and I went to the bathroom to see it myself; and it was disgusting, our bathroom went from looking clean, to looking like a horror movie scene and crime scene.
There was feces, urine, semen, et cetera around the bathroom and someone had trashed our bathroom; and my first suspect was the strange young man who was the last and only other person I saw earlier, and it seemed that whoever had done this had also left a hidden message hidden within the mess but that was my guess.
We probably called the college campus police and they came to see it, collect evidence, interview us, and get some people to clean up the mess and repair the damages.
I remember trying to do my own investigation, I wondered if more people could have been involved and if they were targeting us for some reason, and I worried that this was only the start and that we were possibly in danger; and I also was curious about the strange young man and whether he was really a student or not, but I woke up.
Last night I got in bed a bit later than I wanted to after watching a YouTube video someone shared with me:
Instead of dreaming most of the night instead it seemed that my brain/mind spent most of the night thinking/semi-daydreaming about that video, history, religion, science, et cetera like it was comparing information and trying to look for any information that seemed make sense/be factual/be possible/et cetera and/or that could be helpful et cetera; and I got awakened several times because I supposedly was snoring, so someone kept kicking my bed to wake me up every time I snored (I am told that I snore sometimes during the night almost every night), and so I did not dream until the last hour before I woke up early because I had to go do something.