I barely remember part of one dream that took place in a fictional city probably during the day, but I can not remember most of the details of this dream.
The dream was somewhat long and detailed but I forgot most of it, unfortunately, and so it is very unclear.
I remember being at a building that might have been at a college, maybe I was a student but I am not sure, and as I was leaving the building something happened that I can not remember & I got approached by some police officers.
The police officers accused me of committing a crime that I said that I did not commit, I can not remember what the crime was, and I tried to prove that I was innocent; but the police officers would not listen to me and they seemed determined to blame me & arrest me and/or attack me and/or kill me, and so I think that I decided to run because I felt that I would be found guilty even though I was not.
I probably ran to my automobile and I was chased throughout the city by the police, most of the time I probably was moving around the city without being seen by the police in my automobile at first maybe & then I moved on foot, but they were always close to finding me.
I probably met several people who I explained the situation to, and at some point I even stopped among a group of people (maybe students) to explain the situation to them publicly; and I was tired of running and hiding, and I think most of the people believed me.
But during the dream I was being so calculated/plotting & planning so much/thinking about the situation so much/et cetera that I felt a bit like Rock (Rokuro Okajima) from the animated TV show Black Lagoon & because I ran from the police I started to wonder if I really had committed the crime or not; and I was not sure if I had or not during this part of the dream, but I did not think that I committed the crime but how I was acting made me feel a bit like a villain.
I stood outside publicly explaining my situation to all who would listen until the police came to arrest me as I talked to a crowd of people about my situation, and they took me to the police station maybe; and I was questioned, and maybe I was given the chance to pick a lawyer.
I remember talking with several lawyers until I decided which one I wanted to pick, I then probably called my family, and then maybe my lawyer helped me avoid having to stay at the jail until my trail; and maybe they were going to let me go home until the trial, but I woke up.
I had several dreams last night but I only remember part of several dreams, and I will type them as I remember them in a random order.
One dream involved me watching or walking through a stadium where a kids/young adult football / soccer match was going on, and it seemed like a major tournament or match with a lot of people in the crowd & news cameras recording the match.
I was walking on or watching the area on the field and I crossed to the other side of the field/stadium while the kids were on the right side of the field, and in front of me a woman who looked a bit like my 5th grade teacher Mrs. C was holding her baby while walking toward a glass automatic double-door.
This automatic double-door seemed to lead to a hallway under the stadium where bathrooms, food stands, and stairways to the stadium seats were; but as the woman & her baby were going through the automatic double-door a soccer ball got kicked across the field by one of the defenders to clear the ball from his side near the goalie/goalkeeper.
The soccer ball hit the top of the automatic double-door and quickly bounced down hitting the baby out of the woman’s arms, and the baby hit the concrete floor crying; and the automatic double-doors closed on the baby twisting its body somewhat like a pretzel as it continued to cry.
The soccer players, the crowd, and camera people watched in terror/shock; and the mother tried to free her baby from the automatic double-door, and I went to help but the automatic double-door opened on its own before I could reach them.
Surprisingly the baby seemed to be okay, considering what had just happened, but it was still crying as expected; and I asked the woman if they needed help & if the baby was okay, and she said that she did not need help & that her baby seemed to be okay but was probably a bit sore & she thanked me & she walked off but that is all that I can remember of this dream.
I had another dream that I can barely remember part of, I was standing somewhere that I can not remember with a woman and a man, and I knew that they were dream characters & I even called them that but the dream did not feel/seem lucid really oddly; and it did not seem like I was really trying to control the dream that much.
I guess something happened in the dream that made me realize that I was dreaming and/or that the woman & man were dream characters in my dream; and so I started talking with them trying to train them to help them be able to defend themselves and me, basically I was doing an experiment to see if I could pass knowledge/skills/training to my dream characters to help them when I need them for/as Dream Security.
I started telling them about basic dream scenarios where Dream Security might be needed, and I started showing them some of those scenarios by having them act them out with me as I showed them basic ways to handle these situations; and so I practiced some hand-to-hand combat, mêlée combat, ranged combat, tactics, and things to be looking out for when trying to predict/identify common threats with them.
The man & woman seemed very inexperienced and they were doing terrible to my surprise, and they were having a hard time with my training; and so I tried to make things simple as I could, and so my experiment did not seem to be working so well.
I tried to be hopeful, hoping that some of my training would be stored with them in my subconscious or whatever, so that in the future some of my dream characters will use that training to better help themselves & me & others & the dream world(s) when they/we needed to be defended from dream threats.
Near the end of the dream I started to see some progress being made by the woman & man, they really were trying to learn, and so I congratulated them & encouraged them; but that is all that I can remember of this dream.
I had another dream that I can barely remember, I know that a ruthless police force was looking for a man/criminal who did something against one of their police officers and/or had evidence that could get them arrested, and so they were trying to find him to kill him and/or arrest him; and they were going around doing whatever they could to make that happen.
This police force was known to be ruthless by the common people in the city, they seemed to be involved in illegal activities, and they seemed to get away with most or all of their crimes it seemed; and so most of their police force were corrupt / dirty / bad police officers, and the chief of police was one of the worst.
The chief of police was a dangerous-looking man with brownish colored skin with a bald head who looked more like a military officer than a police officer, and his police force seemed more military than police; and he wanted to do whatever it took to find the man/criminal, since I guess he possible had evidence that could bring down his police force & him.
The police force went around the city beating people, torturing people, arresting people & searching their houses illegally, intimidating people, lying to people, threatening & using sexual violence/humiliation & rape, and more to find this man/criminal; and they probably did this stuff on a regular basis, but not on such a large-scale.
They finally found a woman who had last seen the man/criminal, and she probably knew where he was; and so they arrested her, beat her a bit but not too bad to avoid visible injures, tortured her a bit, striped her naked, and used and/or threatened sexual violence against her.
The next step was probably rape but her mother and/or grandmother came trying to get the police to let her go, and maybe one of her male family members came as well; and maybe they tried to convince her to tell the police what she knew so that the police would stop torturing her, but she still seemed to be trying to protect the man/criminal by not telling the police what she knew.
Either one of her family members contacted the man/criminal or he found out what was happening to the woman, and I think he came to the police station to turn himself in so that the police would stop torturing the woman & to avoid her being raped; and this was the plan of the police force at this point, they knew that the woman & the man/criminal cared for each other, and so they were going to harm her until he turned himself in.
I can not remember the rest of the dream, and I am not sure if I was even in the dream or not; but I remember wondering if the police force would kill the man/criminal, the woman, and anyone else who knew too much about the situation to cover this up.
I had some more dreams but I can not remember them at this time.
I somewhat remember the end of one dream from last night that probably took place in a fictional version of D during the day, but I am not sure if I was driving or walking.
My brother GC, my brother CC, and I were traveling down a fictional road or on side of the road that is sometimes in my dreams that leads into the country/outskirts of D; but I can not remember if we were walking or driving, where we were going, or why.
I forgot most of my dreams from last night after over-sleeping due to be stuck in a dream loop where I go in & out of waking & sleeping, dreaming & daydreaming & semi-dreaming, et cetera; and this struggle usual results in dreams being forgotten/lost because of this, how complex things can get during this, sometimes it feels like an external and/or internal force is trying to erase the memory of some or all the dreams (which happened a bit last night), and sometimes I have repeating dreams during this dream loop, which I had last night, but I had several dreams and/or repeating dreams last night during this dream loop or whatever you want to call it (it is a bit like being caught in quicksand, you wake up but then quickly go back to sleep like something keeps putting you back to sleep & you usually can not get out of bed since you keep getting put back to sleep, and this struggle goes on for a while usually).
One dream involved me and some of my brothers helping some adults and/or babies in a one-story housing building during the day, we had a small van or bus outside the building that only had two seats in the front & the rest of the van or bus had a carpeted floor without seats, and we were helping/working with a group of women who worked for a certain employer but my brothers & I were just volunteering it seemed.
Last night I only barely remembered part of my last dream, it took place in a hospital that had a police station in it, and I was a detective or something.
I had a partner and we were on an upper floor waiting outside the chief’s office, which had a hallway that had nurses and doctors passing by us, and across from the chief’s office was a small waiting room with a vending machine.
My partner and I were talking about a case that we were investigating, but I can not remember anything about it, and as we were talking a man came walking toward us and a nurse happen to be walking behind him; the man was acting strange like he was sick/mentally unstable and he may have not even been human.
He had whitish colored skin, barely any hair, and I think his eyes were a strange color; his facial features may have even slowly been changing, like a face dancer / shapeshifter.
The man was talking to himself but I am not sure what he was saying, and suddenly he tried to attack me; so I pulled out my gun and I started to shoot him, and he vomited some strange fluid on me either before he tried to attack or during his attack.
I shot him at least six times before he fell, probably more, somehow he was taking a lot of shots like he was on drugs or something; I was so shocked and cautious about the man/face dancer/alien? that I shot him once in the head even after he fell to make sure he was dead, I think.
I called for some nurses and doctors to help and a few police officers came to help, I took all my clothes off except for my boxer briefs, because I was not sure what the strange fluid was that he vomited on me.
We were still shocked and confused about what had happened, and our minds were still on our current investigation so we took a moment to talk about what had happened.
Then the chief came with a few other high-ranking police officers and I apologized to them for being only in my underwear, and told them what had happened; to my surprise they were not bothered by the fact that I was only in my underwear. 😀
I decided to ask a nurse for a hospital gown and she gave me one, so all that I was wearing was the hospital gown and my gun. 😀
My partner, a few other officers, and I went into the chief’s office to talk about the investigation; the chief gave us some orders and sent us to talk to someone, and after that we could start investigating the strange man who tried to attack me; then I woke up.