In this dream I was inside maybe a small back room inside a restaurant sitting at a small table with a male Gordon Ramsay-like chef with light-color skin or maybe it was him, and he was there to taste test some food.
Someone brought him a plate of some food that had a whole stuffed silver-color fish that looked raw or barely cooked, a piece of pie (maybe banana cheesecake), and I can not remember if there was anything else.
I remember part of two dreams from last night, with the first dream taking place in D where B Park should be during a cloudy/gray afternoon, and I was there with former classmates of mine; and it seemed that we were in this park as part of a class, like we were in 12th grade again & the school year was almost over or something like that.
Most people were divided around the park by social class as usual, with the lower-class area being more diverse with some people from the middle class & upper class being there along with the lower-class, but most of my upper-class classmates kept to themselves as usual while about half or less of the middle-class kept to themselves; and I walked around talking with people from all areas, but I spent most of my time in the lower-class area which was more diverse as usual.
In the lower-class area there were mostly people from Eastside like J, LT, DH, et cetera who were playing sports, and I joined them at some point playing basketball & maybe a few other sports; and at some point we took a break and J and/or several people started to show us some videos on a mobile phone which was a Kyocera Brio (which only comes in a dark gray color).
I am not sure who the mobile phone was for exactly, my guess was J but I am not sure, and on the mobile phone were video clips from one or several school dances/parties which were taken illegally since recording videos at school dances/parties was not allowed & no one else knew they were being filmed; and on the videos were mostly upper-class students who made up most of the people at the dances/parties.
The videos were nothing extreme, just mostly our upper-class classmates partying/dancing/drinking/talking/having a good time, and trying to find ways to have fun in the boring town of D; and some of the people in the videos were WT, JT, BS, and et cetera.
Somehow the mobile phone got left with me and the others walked off & left somewhere, they were going to come back but I did not know who the mobile phone was for, and so I decided that maybe some of my upper-class classmates might want to see the videos too since most of them were in the videos; and I thought they would enjoy seeing those videos.
I walked over to their group and I started talking with them, and at some point I showed them the videos; but WT and maybe a few of them were not happy with the videos, and they wanted to show them to a teacher & try to find who the mobile phone belonged to so that they could get in trouble.
I was surprised by this reaction and I felt bad for showing it to them, and I was somewhat afraid of getting the person who owned the mobile phone in trouble by accident but fortunately I did not know who it belonged to; and so WT took the mobile phone, and went to show the videos to a teacher but the videos would not play & they did not show up on the mobile phone like they had been deleted or something.
I was a bit happy about this but also confused about what happened to the videos, I wondered if my hopes/wishes had somehow caused the mobile phone to malfunction or something, and an angry/disappointed WT was left with no evidence & so he gave me the mobile phone back & they walked off.
At some point J and the others returned and I told them what had happened, and I gave them the mobile phone warning them not to illegally film videos again and that they might want to destroy any evidence if there is any left on the mobile phone; and I remember them or I opening the back of the phone and the two memory cards were still there & so I still wondered what had happened to the videos earlier when they had failed to show up, and then I walked off & woke up.
The next dream took place during the day in a fictional area and it started by talking about a single mother with short blondish colored hair with whitish colored skin with a teenaged daughter with medium-long blondish colored hair with whitish colored skin & a young son with dark blondish & brownish colored hair with whitish colored skin who had a reality TV show, and I was seeing things from the outside of their house hearing/seeing information about their show as my vision/I moved closer to their house which was a one floor brick house.
And then I somehow went through a window to a bedroom where the mother was complaining about a family problem, so now I was in the room too, and I assumed that the cameras were recording an episode of their reality television show even though I saw no cameras or crew members.
The mother told me that her daughter had an older friend or boyfriend who was interested in & had some tattoos and liked rock music, and her daughter & young son now both were interested in tattoos & rock music; and I think that he daughter had gotten a tattoo without permission, and she also started to act different due to the influence of her older friend or boyfriend and the mother did not like him or the changes in her kids.
The mother felt that her daughter was being distant from her and her young son was being effected/affected as well, and so she wanted her daughter to end her relationship with her older friend or boyfriend.
The mother told me that she wanted her daughter to start listening to other types of music like classical music, and she pulled out The Sound Of Music soundtrack which was probably an old LP record; and she wanted her daughter to listen to it with her, and maybe sing some songs with her.
Her daughter and son came into the room and the mother mentioned this to her, and she started playing the soundtrack; but the daughter & son did not seem interested, and they would not sing along & I might have tried to sing a bit to encourage them but it did not work. 😀
The mother stopped the music and started telling her daughter & son about some of the things that she had told me, but the daughter argued with her/refused and walked off; and the son said that their moms music was boring, that he liked rock music, and that he liked tattoos & wanted a tattoo one day & that he liked other cool things instead of boring kiddy stuff.
The mother did not know what to do, the older friend or boyfriend of the daughter came over, and we briefly greeted him; but he acted annoying/untrustworthy and tried to act all cool/cold/quiet/dark/fake like a greaser joined/combined with a hipster/emo/gothic-like stereotype, and I did not like him from those first impressions.
I came up with an idea to make food and invite her family, the older friend or boyfriend of the daughter, and the crew of the reality TV show to eat lunch together; and that would be a chance for everyone to communicate/spend time together/and maybe some compromise/improvements could be made.
The mother thought that was a great idea and so we decided to do that, I did most or all the cooking and I made the plates, and she invited everyone; and I made sweet corn, beans & rice, a main dish which I forgot what it was, and maybe some cornbread or something with water or some juice or tea to drink.
After I made the food and made the plates, I went to start taking the plates to everyone & I sat my plate somewhere in the kitchen I think, and I walked into a dimly lit very large room that was their dining room but it looked like a large empty gym-like room with a tall ceiling that had reddish & orangish adobe-like floor tiles & was uneven in some areas; and I stepped in a puddle of water that was oddly in the room, it was much deeper than I expected & it covered my shoes/feet making my shoes & feet wet & soggy (which I hate), and I said that out-loud & some of the reality TV show crew heard me.
The reality TV show crew had about one camera man, a sound guy, a male director(?), and a woman who was high-level person with the TV company; and brought them their plates, and when I was walking back to the kitchen I slipped on the wet floor & fell and I got my red & black B windbreaker jacket a bit wet but it is a bit water-resistant so it did not matter that much.
I am not sure if there were tables in the large empty/dimly lit gym-like dining room, everyone might have sat on the floor but I can not remember, I just remember giving everyone their plates and the older friend or boyfriend of the daughter was being annoying/ungrateful & he annoyed me again; and I could not find my plate, and so I walked around asking people if they had seen my plate but no one had, and I suspected that the older friend or boyfriend of the daughter might have done something with my plate from how he acted when I briefly talked with him again in the large dining room.
I walked into the kitchen to look for my plate again, I forgot to mention that earlier I got a few compliments on the food that I had cooked to my surprise, but I woke up.
I forgot most of my dreams from last night after getting awakened by an alarm clock and failing to record my dreams before going back to sleep, but I do remember part of my dream that I had after going back to sleep.
It took place during the day in D in my parent’s yard, and I think that an armored truck crew brought their armored truck outside of the gate and they came to start loading up their precious cargo that they were supposed to protect & transport; but I do not know what the cargo was.
Another armored truck arrived with another armored truck crew but they had their guns out, and they started to attack the other armored truck crew; and so I will call them the robbers, since they were robbing the first armored truck crew.
The robbers and the armored truck crew ran to the left side of my parents yard during their shootout, and I saw my dad trying to carry my mom from the front of the house toward the street because my mom got shot in the leg during the shooting; and so I went to help, I told my dad to get my brothers & him to safety, and I would carry my mom across the street to hide her in the neighbor’s house.
Our neighbor’s house was further across the street than in real life and a fictional female neighbor with dark brownish colored skin with short curly black colored hair lived there, and I told her about what was happening; and she let me hide my mom inside her house, and then the neighbor & I went back outside to see who was winning the shootout & to see if the rest of my family were safe.
The armored truck crew lost the shootout and the robbers were loading up/stealing the cargo, I think that maybe some or most of the armored truck crew might have been alive but they were no longer fighting & were being held hostage & the rest of my family was either hiding and/or being held hostage as well, but one of the robbers saw us watching them across the street & so he ran over toward us; and I forgot to mention that the robbers were a group of rough somewhat biker gang/raider-like men & women with wild/rough haircuts & tattoos lead by a man with whitish colored skin who was bald or mostly bald with a goatee and he had tattoos.
The neighbor and I did not run inside because we did not want to endanger my mom, and so we stood there as the robber approached with his pistol pointed at us; interestingly the other robbers were too busy loading up the cargo that they did not notice the robber run off, and so he was alone with us.
The robber was over-confident and annoyed us briefly, but I managed to somehow take his gun & knock him off of his feet & I easily defeated him in a brief fight; and I held him hostage, trying to decide what to do next, since the other robbers did not know about what was going on.
At some point the other robbers were ready to leave and they called out the name of the robber who I was holding hostage, I knew that they would get suspicious and come looking for him, and so I felt that I had to let him go; which was crazy/risky/stupid, but I felt that was our best chance of avoiding a conflict.
The robber who I was holding hostage seemed to have been humbled by how easily I defeated him and so he seemed to respect me now, and he promised to go back to the armored truck without telling the other robbers about us or what happened; and so I let him go, I still had his pistol & I paused trying to bring myself to throw him his pistol to avoid the other robbers getting suspicious, and then I did the crazy/stupid/risky thing & I threw him his pistol.
It was not easy letting him go and giving him his pistol back, I hoped for the best, but as he was walking off another robber had come looking for him after getting suspicious; and then the neighbor and I ran toward my parent’s yard as the other robber yelled to the other robbers about us, and they started shooting at us but I think that the robber that I let go kept to his word & he probably even did not attack us & he probably waited in the armored truck.
I got a pistol from a dead body and I started shooting back at the robbers forcing them to take cover, and the rest of my family & the surviving armored truck crew joined me in running & holding off the robbers during their attack around the yard; but something strange happened that I can not remember, and an opening under my parents house opened up and small primitive-looking humans or human-looking beings came running out attacking anyone that they saw.
Something strange happened/was happening and maybe we all were smaller, I am not sure, I just know that they & we were now small enough to fit under the house without ducking or maybe everything except us living beings were bigger now, who knows?
The robbers were closer to the primitive humans/beings and so they got attacked, and the primitive humans/beings chased them to the other side of the yard.
The primitive humans/beings had a small amount of clothing made from probably non-human animal skins & other natural materials, some of them probably had tribal-looking tattoos and/or paint, they used bone/wood/rock weapons like spears/clubs/knives/et cetera.
I felt that some big/strange was going on with the planet/environment and I felt that going into the opening under my parents house where the primitive humans/beings came from, was probably safer, and so we all ran under the house through the opening.
We walked into a place with maybe dirt and/or rock walls and the place was full of a village of primitive humans/beings, I am not sure if they could talk English, since they mostly made sounds/chants waiting for their leader to decide what to do with us outsiders.
They seemed to be tribal with the leader being who ever was the best fighter among them, and their leader was a man; and the leader & the second best fighter in the tribe approached us, and the leader seemed to feel that us outsiders would threaten his power & so he was going to have us killed.
But either I challenged him to a fight or the option to fight was offered, and if I won we would live & maybe I would become the new leader, since the fight would be to the death; it was part of their tribes customs/whatever.
I might have had to fight the second best fighter to the death first to prove that I was worthy to fight the leader, and he was a large muscular man; and he gave me a hard time during our fight, but I managed to defeat/kill him using better tactics, during our hand-to-hand & mêlée combat death match.
The entire area had people of the tribe standing against the wall and so they were like the ring/fence or something, it was a bit scary having so many people watching & chanting & cheering during the fight around me, and I forgot to mention that the area was like two rectangular areas joined in mostly open spaces except for a mostly sealed off area that might have been the housing & bathroom areas made of dirt/rock/mud.
After defeating/killing the second best fighter I fought the leader, who was very tough, and I barely survived/defeated/killed him by using the environment around me & a variety of fighting tactics that he was not used to; and the tribe got quiet surprised by what happened, and I waited to see what would happen next but the dream restarted from the point earlier in the dream when the strange event started & when the primitive humans/beings first came from under the house.
I forgot to mention that while in the area under the house with the primitive humans/beings I felt safer than outside, I felt that something very strange was going on with the planet, and that the primitive humans/being probably knew how to survive better during/after the event & their area felt safer.
Anyway, after the dream restart(ed) we went back under the house again, but the tribe and/or leader looked a bit different & were from a slightly updated time period with bronze weapons; and the leader was probably a bit weaker/more cautious/more cowardly, the this got worse after each dream restart probably.
The dream restarted several times with the tribe and/or leader looking different & were from an updated time period each time, and like I said the leaders of each time increase seemed to be more cowardly/cautious/smart/sneaky in their tactics.
The leaders would use their second best fighter to do more of the fighting as the time periods continued to update and they would double team me more as the time periods continued, and this was a bit annoying; but I would win each time, but the dream would restart.
After many dream restarts and fighting through several time periods, the last dream restart had the leader being in a robotic suit without a helmet, and he was very cowardly/smart/sneaky; and his head was the only area that I could attack, but he had a robotic suit & his second best fighter to distract me.
After an annoying & long fight I managed to defeat/kill the second best fighter, and I came up with a strategy to defeat the cowardly leader in his robotic suit; and my strategy allowed me to finally reach his head, and then I had to fight to put him in a choke-hold because his robotic suit kept moving me around & I could hardly reach his neck with the metal robotic suit in the way.
After constantly failing to choke him out due to the robotic suit, I had to use my anger & strength & skill to just break his neck instead, and then I finally defeated/killed the leader; but I woke up as I was trying to recover from the long fight and as I waited to see what the tribe would do next.
I wondered if I would become the next leader, how in the world would I lead them since I am not the leader type & I did not want to lead them really, and I wanted to learn more about their tribe & history; and I wanted to know if they knew about the strange events that were going on with the planet, since I felt that they had survived a past or past event(s) similar to what was going on.