All that I can remember of this dream is that it took place during the day, and somehow I knew or felt that this dream took place in South Africa.
I seemed to be in a small room that was possibly a courtroom that looked more like a classroom, and I was near the left front side of the room where the only window was which had no screen & could open & was just large enough for a person to climb through.
There were other people in the room including my former male classmate DH who had a fictional young daughter with him, at the front of the room was a man with light-color skin wearing maybe khaki pants & a tucked in tennis shirt who I assumed to be the judge, and there was a man with medium or dark-color skin who I assumed to be on trial; and there were other random people sitting around watching.
I had more dreams that I had remembered and there was more to these dreams that I had remembered, but I did not record some of my dreams in time and the lucid dream was long and probably became a normal dream again at some point so some dreams are lost now and most of my long lucid dream is forgotten now unfortunately.
This was a long dream that eventually became a long stable lucid dream that probably eventually became a normal dream again that ended abruptly, this combination led to me forgetting most of the dream at some point after waking up, and at first I had even forgot that it was a lucid dream at some point so fortunately I barely managed to remember that much at least; but it is very unfortunate that most of this partly historic dream/lucid dream is forgotten now, and I do not even remember what caused me to realize that I was dreaming.
I had more dreams, but now I only barely remember part of the end of my last dream.
This dream started in a slightly fictional version of the city of D, and in the dream I remember wanting to go to a fictional city or maybe the city of LC so that I could stay at a hotel and go out to eat and shop et cetera like a mini vacation or something.
I ended up waiting to late to where I would not get to do much other than checking into a hotel, maybe eating if I was lucky, and then go to sleep and wake up the next day; but I can not remember if I went ahead and left the city by automobile or not.
If I did then I possibly turned around and I went back to the city of D to a fictional restaurant that was near where The Military Surplus store is, this was possibly my last chance to catch a restaurant that would be open, and the restaurant was possibly partly a buffet but I can not remember.
The restaurant was owned by a family with light-color skin (husband, wife, and several children), and some of them were behind the front counter where you would probably pay first and where you could possibly order some food that was behind the glass like some desserts which included some large cinnamon roll-like desserts that looked pretty good.
This was supposed to be a pretty good restaurant, I remember being in line, and at some point there was an attack but I can not remember the details other than guns and shooting was involved.
I remember helping stop the threat(s), and some people I saved (maybe one or more people I knew like maybe some coworkers and/or some other people) went outside and got into my automobile to wait on me.
The final or only threat was basically villainous/evil David Tennant who was somewhat like his character Kilgrave from the TV show Jessica Jones, I had defeated him, and he was in a room; and there was a revolver and an old-style one-shot pistol that was possibly a flintlock pistol or musket pistol that I had taken from him.
Somehow he convinced me to give him the revolver back while I kept the single-shot pistol (flintlock pistol or musket pistol or whatever it was), I am not sure if he tricked me or if he used mind control powers on me or why I gave him the revolver back, and as I was walking away to leave the room he tried to shoot me from behind.
Fortunately he missed the first shot and I shot him with the single-shot pistol, maybe a head-shot but I am not sure, and he died.
I probably kept the single-shot pistol but I am not sure if I took the revolver, and I walked outside to my automobile where the others were waiting on me.
I was not sure if I should call the police and wait for them to explain the situation et cetera or if we should just leave and hope they never find out who shot and killed him, I am not sure why I even needed to think about this, I had clearly acted in self-defense but there were no witnesses or video of this so maybe that is why I was worried.
This was a dream that I remembered but then forgot, but I barely remembered part of it right before typing this dream.
All that I can remember of this dream now is that I was staying at maybe a two-story house with some of my family in a quiet neighborhood that was possibly near the outskirts of town.
There was a street in front of our house, a field behind the back yard with a forest behind that, a river and / or body of water / ditch system went through part of the neighborhood, and we possibly had one neighbor on the right and one of the left but there was a good amount of space between us.
This house was larger and better than our real house, we finally were not surrounded by houses, the neighborhood was better and quieter too, we had more access to nature, et cetera.
I can not remember what happened in the dream other than something involving a balcony and / or patio and / or porch that went along a good portion of the house, something involving the body of water and some of my family members and maybe some kids in the neighborhood, something possibly involving insects (maybe mosquitoes) and / or some kind of other animal(s), and maybe me walking inside and outside like we had only recently moved into this house.
But that is all that I can remember now that this remembered dream got forgotten, and then remembered later in the day.
This dream took place during the day, I am not sure what or how or when this happened in the dream, but I possibly somehow bit off more than half my tongue or something strange like that.
I put the separated part of my tongue back in my mouth somehow and eventually it seemed that I forgot about it or something, and at some point during the dream I went to a multi-story hospital to maybe visit a family member and / or coworker or someone.
While walking through the hospital lost I stopped at a large desk to ask a nurse for help, I had to wait in line, and while I waited I noticed two young men (one with light-color skin and one with dark-color skin) who were celebrities (actors in this case) who were talking.
Then a man with light-color skin walked by and signaled to me and said for me to follow him and that he would show me the way, and so I followed him and the two celebrities followed as well.
I am not sure where the man went but the two celebrities and I ended up walking and talking together through the hospital, we possibly briefly stopped by the hospital room to visit whoever I went to visit, and then the two celebrities invited me to their house so we left.
I remember us going to a neighborhood that was not that far away, they possibly lived in a multi-story house in a nice neighborhood with their parents, and we hung out and they rode bicycles and goofed around.
At some point a man in a truck stopped his automobile in the street and just stared at them goofing around like he was wondering what in the world were they doing, and the man was Mel Gibson who had come to visit them.
Mel Gibson was one of their celebrity friends, they greeted each other and I greeted Mr. Gibson, and we started talking.
After this I realized that my tongue was bit off so I took out the bit off part, it felt and looked real except it was larger and the bottom probably looked more similar to the top than it should, and it was starting to look slightly discolored in some areas like the tissue was dying and / or starting to rot so I felt that I needed to get to the hospital to see if there still enough time to save my tongue by reattaching it or something.
I wondered how could I have forgotten about my bitten off tongue, how was I able to talk, how long has it been like this, can it be saved, et cetera.
But I woke up.
This dream was inspired by the television show The Purge that I watched an episode of before going to sleep.
This dream took place during the evening and / or night, I seemed to be in a larger more modern fictional version of the city of D, and I was inside a fictional larger nicer more modern BP Library where I work that possibly was connected to a multi-purpose building with various businesses.
I was inside the library with my coworkers, and The Purge was taking place now and we were possibly working and / or hoping that the library would be a safe zone but we had no weapons or armor or security (I do not remember our security guard / coworker Mr. CF even being there) but the doors were possibly locked.
At some point some people ran to the library wanting help so we let them in, I kept the main automatic glass doors unlocked hoping to save more people, and I wondered if it was safe enough to keep them unlocked.
I looked around into the darkness cautiously looking for threats and wondering what to do if threats did show up, I was worried, and we were not prepared and I wondered why were we even here during The Purge and why we were not prepared.
As more people were running for the library I wondered if any threats would be hiding among them so I looked around for threats among them as they ran inside, and while doing this I noticed a man in a black ski mask running toward me threateningly and before he reached me he said something that I could not understand while pulling out a revolver so I attacked him before he could point the revolver at me.
I disarmed him and I took him down to the ground and I beat him with the handle of the revolver until he was unconscious and / or stopped resisting, and not long after when he woke up or started talking the man took off his ski mask and was angry about me attacking him.
I looked inside his revolver, it looked strange and at first I thought that it might be pellet gun, but then after asking him and looking at the rounds I saw that it was a poorly taken care of revolver with .22 short rounds with discolored rounds so the ammunition was old and poorly stored as well.
I told him that I thought that he was about the kill me, he claimed to have told me that he was not a threat during the part where I could not understand what he had said, but I did not believe him so we argued.
A fictional female coworker of mine walked over, the man knew her, and he complained to her about me attacking him and I tried to explain the situation and we argued until we went our separate ways but I possibly kept the revolver so that I could use it against any other threats.
I possibly woke up and went back to sleep somewhat continuing part of this dream, but most of it had changed.
My fictional female coworker and the ski mask man from the previous dream were possibly at the beginning of this dream, the man was still angry with me, and I still did not believe him and so there was still negativity between us but The Purge was not going on and it was day now.
My fictional coworker had a toddler who was a boy who looked a lot like my nephew CC but with shorter hair, I somehow got to hold the toddler, and I walked around with him.
I am not sure if the library was even in this dream, I just remember a large multi-purpose building with various businesses and other things like a casino, and at some point I could not find my coworker so that I could give her toddler back.
I remember going outside and then riding a motorcycle up the street while still holding the toddler, it had rained and I realized that some areas were flooded, and I passed a school and several other places but I had to turn around when I could no longer see the street because of the water.
I tried to get back safely, I stopped at the school to ask some students something about the weather and / or if they had seen my coworker, and then I continued on to the building trying to get back before my coworker got angry and worried.
All that I can remember of this dream is that it took place outside during the day, and I was playing baseball on a team and we were playing against another team.
I was the pitcher but we were not doing so good and we were losing, and so our coach either changed me to another position and / or he took me out of the game and he put in another pitcher.
The pitcher position is not a good fit for me because I played in the outfield in real life when I used to play baseball, and so I was happy with this change.
After the change our team started to do better, but that is all that I can remember of this dream.
All that I can remember of this dream is that I was in a kitchen holding and playing with someone’s baby, in the dream I knew who the baby was for but now I can not remember, and so I guess that I was babysitting the baby while the parent’s were gone.
The parent’s were there with us during the forgotten parts of the dream, but that is all that I can remember of this dream.
All that I can remember of this dream is that I was inside a house and once again I was babysitting, except this time I was babysitting a newly adopted young man with dark-color skin with black hair who was probably taller than me who was from somewhere in Africa, and his newly adopted parent’s asked me to babysit him while they went somewhere.
I think that it is strange that they had me babysitting a young man who was that old.
The young man spoke English with a heavy African accent of some kind and he did not talk much, and he just wanted to be left alone.
One or more people arrived as I was walking to the bathroom, for some unknown reason me walking to the bathroom bothered the young man oddly, and so he walked outside.
The people who arrived commented about his reaction and I told them about him, and then I went to the bathroom but I woke up.
All that I can remember of this dream is that my dad, maybe my brother GC, and me entered a Walmart-like store from a garage-like area.
We then went through some garage doors to enter the store, it seemed quiet like no one was there, but as we walked I noticed at least two young men with medium-color skin with their faces covered and possibly holding guns walking in the distance in our direction like they were about to rob the store and they were possibly speaking Brazilian Portuguese but I am not sure because they were too far away.
I told my dad and maybe my brother GC and we went to hide, and then my dad called emergency services and he told them what I thought that I saw.
I had a silver metal revolver in my pocket and so I pulled it out and I got ready in case the young men found us, and then I told my dad and my brother GC to hide while I moved around to possibly stop the two young men if they got too close before the police arrived.
Suddenly some shoppers started showing up so the two young men went to the garage-like area that we had come from, and later two young men came out without their faces covered and they did not have guns.
I started to wonder if they really had guns to begin with or if they just hid them and uncovered their faces to blend in now that they realized that other people were there, and I wondered if those were the same two young men or not.
The two young men walked among the crowd acting normal, and I asked my dad if we should call emergency services back to cancel our previous call because maybe I was mistake about what I thought that I saw.