I am not sure if this song was in one of my dreams or not, but I know that when I woke up I had the song Cabaret Blanc by Olivia Ruiz on my mind / playing in my mind.
The end of this dream took place inside a building, I was exploring inside the building, and at some point I found a dark bedroom-like room and a little girl with light-color skin entered the room at the same time as me.
There was one or more threats moving around in the darkness, so I went to put the girl on the top bunk of a bunk bed, and I was going to give her a rake that was in the room to protect herself while I face the threats; and I was going to tell her to yell if she is in danger.
The girl was too afraid to be left alone on the top bunk while I faced the threats, she wanted to stay with me but that was dangerous, and so I compromised by letting her ride on my back while I face the threats; but that is all that I can remember of this dream.
This dream took place during the day, I was inside my parents house in the bedroom of my brothers TDC and KDC, and I heard what sounded like a dog attacking a little boy who could barely talk who was repeatedly yelling: “This dog bit me!”.
I looked out the window and a large dog who looked like a St. Bernard mix was biting a little boy with medium-color skin who seemed to probably have ancestors from India (Indian), and then a man with medium-color skin who also seemed to have ancestors from India wearing glasses who seemed to be his father ran into the yard.
The man stopped the dog from biting the boy, the dog seemed to belong to them, and then the three of them walked out of the yard.
I was glad that the man had dealt with the situation without me getting involved, before he had run into the yard I had paused trying to decide what to do because of various possible legal consequences if I got involved, even then I would have helped the boy regardless but I did pause for a moment.
The end of this dream took place in an interesting multi-story multi-purpose building, I was walking around this building when I met my former male classmate DH, and he had an apartment inside this building.
My mind was so clear that I possibly was semi-lucid or lucid during at least part of this dream (so this dream was possibly partly a lucid dream) because I remember noticing unusual things in the dream, and I would point them out and ask DH about them.
I noticed that DH did not seem to have a bedroom or bed, I noticed that there was a glass door connected to the family entertainment center-like place that kids were using to enter into his apartment, and DH said that he did not know that was even there.
I was able to think clearly and notice things that I do not usually notice in dreams, I remember DH walking along a strange stairway area that crossed overhead and into a stairway, and in the stairway DH had some belongings stored and maybe this is where he slept on maybe a mat or mattress.
I pointed out the strangeness of this and I asked him why would he store personal stuff in a public area like that, and why would he sleep there instead of inside his own apartment (which oddly lacked a bedroom); but that is all that I can remember of this dream.
This dream took place outside during maybe a gray day, I was outside my aunt JE’s yard, and there was a fictional neighborhood across the street.
The character Madison Montgomery from the television show American Horror Story or a woman like her lived in this neighborhood, she lived in one of the nice multi-story houses, and this neighborhood had upper class and middle class and lower class people living in the same neighborhood.
Madison looked down on the lower class, and she would only invite the upper class and maybe some of the middle class neighbors to her parties et cetera.
Some lower class neighbors and middle class neighbors were complaining about how Madison and some of the others treated them, one complained about how Madison had called her two-story house ugly, and then a man gave a speech from a high area.
After the speech he jumped down hurting himself, but he walked inside a house.
I then drove The BV outside my parents yard, and then my dad went to drive it but it spint/spinned and ripped sideways flipping over; and so I had to help push it back on its wheels.
The BV would not start so my former male classmate TC walked over to help us, I noticed that the positive battery cable was torn and disconnected from the accident, and so they went to AutoZone to get this fixed; but I woke up.
All that I can remember of this dream is that part of the dream took place at a house-like fictional version of The BP Library, I was working, and Mrs. CH was possibly my supervisor.
Mrs. CH had some of us working on a work project / assignment that possibly involved copying files from and / or to a computer and a server / online, I remember her talking to me as maybe the files were copying which was going to take a long time, and I hoped that I had started the process properly.
Another part of this dream involved me going to a sports event (maybe American football, maybe college, but I can not remember) outside, after the event there was another event in an area that looked like a larger version of my parents backyard, and a huge crowd was gathered there.
The actor Nicolas Cage arrived on the hood of an automobile (just the hood, there was no automobile, and so something and / or someone else was holding it up and moving it) with security with him, the hood was moving over the crowd, but the crowd started to grab it et cetera making it into a crowd surfing situation.
The crowd was climbing on top of each other et cetera causing the hood to rise higher and become uneven, the security had to try to keep people from climbing on it with Mr. Cage, and the situation got more and more dangerous as the bodies piled up.
When Mr. Cage reached the front of the crowd he started to give a speech, the hood was on top of the pile of people in a dangerous position and uneven, and people were still making the situation worse until the pile of bodies collapsed and everyone started to fall with various piles of bodies falling at slightly different times.
I was far enough away, I remember moving to the right side near where the dogs should be, and the security had pulled Mr. Cage from the pile of bodies and he was okay; and they were moving bales of hay to help catch some of the bodies falling et cetera.
I could not see most of the damage because of the hay et cetera, emergency services arrived to help security deal with the situation and recover the injured, I am not sure if anyone died or not.
I decided to leave knowing that I would learn more on the news later, and the next part of the dream involved several people and possibly I being wolves or werewolves or something like on the anime (animated) television show Wolf’s Rain.
I remember being in an area close to water at one or more houses, this was on a side of the city separated by a bridge that was taller than this part of the city, and that bridge led to another downtown / main part of the city that was also up higher than this part of the city; and maybe this city was a bit like Seattle.
Several of the other wolves or werewolves or whatever lived in this area, one of them was a man who was in a panic and was on the run, and so he left a note for his maybe girlfriend who was a woman with light-color skin who was just a normal human letting her know that he was leaving and was not sure if he would return or not.
They lived in a small but nice modern rectangular almost shipping container shaped house with glass walls on one side and maybe it was connected to or near several other small buildings, maybe these were shared buildings among us or something, but I am not sure.
He felt bad about this but he felt that it was the safest thing to do, he was going to run across the bridge and hide where he used to live on that part of the city, and so he left to do that.
I either saw things almost from his point-of-view briefly and / or I became him briefly but I am not sure, after crossing the bridge he reached some courtyards with alleys, and various people like college students et cetera would pass through these areas.
He used to live and move among these areas, he knew of semi-hidden areas along the alleys, and abandoned buildings; and now he needed to decide where to go first, but next I remember being back at his house and his girlfriend returned to see his note and maybe I told her what happened.
She was sad and confused and she wanted to see him, I listened to her for a while, before I left I possibly saw some news about the crowd surfing accident on a television; and then I returned to work at the house-like library.
At work I saw my coworkers Mrs. JR and Mr. JM, I remember them joking about something, but that is all that I can remember of this dream before waking up.
This dream involved me working at a mostly fictional more homely version of The BP Library, I remember being in the back employee areas, and several of my coworkers were in the dream like: Mrs. JR, Mr. JM, my female coworker KE, Mrs. RB, and several other coworkers including a woman with light-color skin with maybe long light-medium-to-dark color hair who seemed so familiar that even right after I woke up I was not sure if she was one of my real former coworkers or if she was a fictional former coworker.
This unknown coworker reminded me of my former female coworker ML, I remember people walking through the hallway and talking, and I briefly talked with some of them.
But that is all that I can remember of this dream.
This dream took place at a fictional house or fictional version of my parents house and my dad, my brother GC, and I were there.
The house was possibly connected to or was near where I worked, and so maybe I went to and from work in the dream at least once.
But that is all that I can remember of this dream.
This dream involved an organization (maybe press club-like), that probably required membership, and they were having an event inside a large room inside a building.
The host was a woman with light-color skin with maybe long yellow hair, various people were there including maybe some celebrities and high-level people including Bill Clinton, and I saw Mr. Clinton standing up and smiling in an area closer to the host.
The host was giving a speech and was pumping up the crowd with her speech, and she mentioned who the guest speaker was going to be but I can not remember who.
I am not sure if I was there or not or how I was seeing this, 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 maybe a gray day, and some of my family and I were possibly staying at a two-story motel or hotel-like place.
The BP Library was possibly connected to this motel or hotel-like place but I am not sure, I possibly worked at the library and / or the motel or hotel-like place, and at some point I was walking either outside the main building or inside the main building when I reached the door to another building that was either connected to the main building or that was separate from the main building on the right side of it.
When I entered the building a National Press Club-like banquet / dinner / event was starting, most people were sitting at tables with food and drink, and there was a podium with a rectangular table on the left side of it and a rectangular table on the right side of it.
A possibly a fictional United States (American) male politician was the opening speaker and maybe host, he was somewhat older with graying hair and light-color skin wearing glasses and maybe a gray suit, and he gave a brief opening speech before introducing the next speaker.
Most of the people at the even seemed to be journalists, a few politicians, and a few celebrities; and the opening speech and the event itself seemed to take some veiled shots at The President Of The United States Donald Trump like they did not like him, and hoped that he would lose his reelection.
Mr. Wright was dressed like and spoke like a college professor, his speech started weak and like he was a bit uncomfortable, and someone in the crowd even called him out which made things worse for him briefly until he recovered and slowly his speech got better and he got more comfortable.
He spoke well eventually but it was a bunch of empty air and fluff, good sounding, but lacking substance or detail; and so I was disappointed.
The next speaker was supposed to be a woman with light-color skin who was possibly an actress but she was not there, she possibly was one of the people caught up in the 2019 College Admissions Bribery Scandal, and so Mr. Wright got to speak again before the next speaker.
This time Mr. Wright was more comfortable and his speech was better, but it still lacked substance and details so it was just a nice-sounding words that really did not mean anything.
I left the room / building and I returned to the motel or hotel-like place, the dinner / event / banquet was being air on television, and so I was watching it while telling my family about what I had just seen and heard there.