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 is confusing because I am not sure if I was myself the entire dream or not, the main character of this dream seemed to be a woman, but it also seemed that I was somehow partly this woman at times and/or I was seeing things from her point of view until the end of it; but I am not sure so I will assume that the woman and I were somehow combined/one person until the end.
The end of this dream took place during the day, a woman with light-color skin who seemed to be a special undercover agent/spy/mole/whatever entered a building that seemed a bit like a warehouse-like area that was possibly connected to and/or was where maybe the Walmart in the city of D should be, and an armed mafia-like group seemed to be there.
This dream was inspired by an episode of the television show The Punisher (Season 2) that I watched before going to sleep.
This dream is unclear but I know that it took place at a school, maybe high school and / or junior high school, and I remember the building probably only being one story.
My coworker Mr. CF was a security guard at the school, he was doing an undercover operation to stop a terrorist attack or some kind of attack at the school, and I somehow ended up going undercover to help him.
After a brief talk we went our separate ways inside the building, I was along a hallway near the entrance / exit hiding in a opening and / or room on the right side of it, and at some point I started sneaking around the school.
The people who were going to carry out the attack seemed to be members of a private security company / private military company, but I could be wrong.
I remember seeing and hearing some of them, they were either pretending to be handling security and / or something in the building or they really did have some kind of contract to work there, and so they were operating in the open because people either thought that they were supposed to be there or they really were supposed to be there which made things harder for Mr. CF and I.
We had to maybe avoid them so that is why we were sneaking around et cetera, but I can not remember what our plan was.
At some point I walked into a classroom where a class was taking place but some of the people we were there to stop were walking by the classroom, and so I had to hide on the floor by some students.
At least one of the students knew me and I tried to signal for that student and the other students nearby to not let the people walking by know that I was hiding.
The people stopped and they walked into the classroom asking if the class had seen two men, there was quiet, but then they replied no like I had signaled to them.
The men only did a quick look around and they missed me fortunately, and then they left.
Shortly after the class ended, an overweight male student with light-color skin approached me because he did not believe me, and he threatened to report me if I did not prove that I was telling him the truth.
He still did not believe me so I told him to call Mr. CF and he would tell him that I was telling the truth, I did not want to bother Mr. CF because he was probably sneaking around the building too, but it was the only way to get the student to believe me.
So I probably called Mr. CF and explained the situation, and I handed my mobile phone to the student so that he could talk to him.
They talked and then the student believed me, he gave me back my mobile phone, and I asked him to not tell anyone about this and why.
I had a variety of dreams that I woke up remembering but I did not record them each time that I went back to sleep so most were forgotten except for barely part of several connected transitioning dreams.
This dream took place during the day and involved a slightly fictional version of the area where my aunt JE’s house is or should be, if the house was there it was thinner and was a different color, and me and some of my family were in this area outside mostly.
I did not record any of my dreams except for barely part of the end of my last dream, and so my other dreams are forgotten now.
The end of this dream took place during the day in the city of D, there was something involving a junior high school or high school student group that was going somewhere, and me and at least one other adult were with them.
The group started out with maybe only 2 – 4 students, but it kept growing as we kept moving to reach wherever they were going.
A young man with light-color skin may have been the leader of the student group who had come up with a plan and who probably inspired the others but I am not sure where they were going or why or what their group was about et cetera, and at some point we drove to the shopping center by W Park.
Me and the other adult slipped away and drove to a police station to talk to some other detectives / law enforcement officers, we were detectives / law enforcement officers too, and they (the head detective was a man with light-color skin wearing a white long-sleeve dress shirt with dark-color dress pants) wanted me and the other adult to or to continue to pretend to be junior high school students or high school students as part of an undercover operation / investigation about a possible illegal drug trade operation going on inside the school(s) like in the movie 21 Jump Street (which I have never seen).
We did not want to do this or to continue doing this because we were too old and obviously did not look young enough to pull this off, and it was likely that someone would recognize me because of my family and how long we have lived in the city of D and how many people know my family (especially my dad) et cetera.
Oddly they did not agree or see the flaws in their logic and they wanted us to do this or to continue doing the undercover operation / investigation, and so we kept trying to convince them that they were making a mistake but I woke up.