This dream involved me riding in an automobile with my mom during maybe the morning, we stopped at a McDonald’s to get some food, and my mom sent me inside to get the food.
Inside the building I saw my former male classmates AS and MT, AS was playing a mobile game as I talked to them, and at some point I remember him getting angry because I was distracting him from his game.
This dream took place in another city, maybe even another country, and I was riding in an automobile with my parents and one of them was driving.
I remember us driving by maybe a beach, there was a somewhat muscular toned hairy man barely wearing any swimwear who looked like Rider Strong (it was not him) who was there, he looked like he needed a ride so we asked him, he spoke with maybe an accent like he was possibly from Vatican City or Italy, he did need a ride, so he got dressed in a priest outfit (so he was a priest), and he rode with us as we took him to his church.
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.
I got in bed pretty late, after 4 AM or 5 AM, and I had a variety of dreams that I remembered but I did not record most of them; and so now I can only barely remember part of two dreams.
I only remember part of the end of this dream, but I know that this dream had the strongest emotion/feelings of all the dreams and it was the same emotion/feelings that I felt in another dream last week or the week before that was stronger than the life and death moments in my next dream and in one of those dreams from that other day.