Someone mentions protest against the police, the person did not understand why some people are protesting, I give them some examples of why some people are protesting from what I had heard without putting my opinions in it, one example I shared from what I heard was with how police can often do some things that most people would get arrested for and I shared some examples from what I had heard and I even shared two examples that I saw personally without sharing my opinions (just the facts of what I saw and heard in those two situations), and I mentioned how some people feel powerful knowing that they can call the police on other people.
At some point in this dream I drove to a house where parts of the house seemed to be for rent or for sale, and I remember walking inside the empty (unfurnished) house as other people looked at the areas that they were considering renting or buying it seemed.
At the end of one room I saw three men with light-color skin, I then realized that one of them was my former male classmate JC, the second man was my former male classmate MB except his hair was longer and curlier, and it was an orangish yellow, and I am not sure who the third man was.
I decided to lay on top of my bed and rest for a moment, I ended up going to sleep there earlier than normal, and at some point I woke up two or three hours later.
I probably had more dreams, but I only barely remember part of the end of my last of these dreams.
The dream possibly involved some Mennonites, one of them was a man with light-color skin, and the dream possibly involved them avoiding doing a certain thing that was against their religion but I can not remember the details; and that is all that I can remember of this dream.
This dream was probably inspired by some news about Mexico that I read and saw before going to sleep about the attempt to arrest Ovidio Guzmán López:
The end of this dream took place late in the afternoon or early in the evening, in a forgotten part of the dream I had possibly heard that a gang was possibly going to attack another gang or some drug dealers who lived in a fictional tan mobile home with white trim that was near the abandoned house that Mrs. C used to live in when she was alive, but it was probably just a rumor that I may have not taken too seriously but I can not remember.
At some point I decided to leave somewhere hoping to avoid the rumored gang attack from blocking me from getting wherever I needed to go because I did not want to get caught in that mess, and I was leaving my parents house by maybe automobile when I saw my former male schoolmate MH walking up our street toward the dead end sign.
I decided to take a shortcut across the field to reach the street that The E House is on, I felt that the rumored gang attack was near, and so I hoped to get out before they showed up.
Unfortunately as I crossed the field I saw an entire gang on motorcycles drive up in the street outside the mobile home, they were not too far from the street that I needed to cross, and so this was a dangerous situation for me.
The leader was a man with light-medium color skin, he started to give a speech to his gang/give a warning to whoever was inside the mobile home, and I heard him talking about how the other gang and/or drug dealers were selling drugs and operating in their city and how they could not allow this and that they were going to shut them down for good et cetera.
I took a risk and I drove by crossing the street to escape, while I was doing this the gang started to shoot up the mobile home, and I continued driving hoping to not get shot by stray bullets.
As I rushed to escape the neighborhood things got worse, the bicycle gang was going around shooting up what I assumed were all the homes et cetera of the rival gang/drug dealers and probably their friends and family et cetera, and it became the largest shootout and shooting in the history of the city of D.
It became a war basically with you hearing shooting all over the play, people were running and driving for their lives as the gang rode around shooting up the place, and I started to panic.
From the sounds of gunfire it was too dangerous for me to drive on the streets so I parked in a field by a fictional abandoned-looking warehouse that was near G’s Chevrolet, and I ran inside for some cover hoping to escape out the back to continue trying to escape the gang war on foot now.
The warehouse was in pretty rough condition and it was maze-like, and to my surprise a family (mother and several children) from maybe India or Pakistan or somewhere like that was living there.
They started to tell me to leave their home, I apologize and I told them that I did not know and that I was simply trying to escape to the other side, but they kept yelling for me to leave and the mother started to call the police.
I still heard lots of shooting, I heard sirens, and I heard helicopters and other aircraft like the police and even the military were involved now in the chaos.
A woman with light-color skin with yellow hair ran into the warehouse in a panic, the family yelled at her to leave too, and eventually both of us found the back exit to the warehouse.
We saw a scary red light flash in the now darker sky, we saw and heard a helicopter and some other assumed military aircraft and who knows what else in the sky, and it was pure chaos and panic and the red light et cetera made me even more afraid.
We were not sure what that light was, I was not sure if one or more UFOs were involved now or what, but I assumed that maybe the military had shot some flares or something to help them and the police see better and mark the war zones.
But I woke up as the woman and I tried to decide if we should run and where or should we get in my automobile and drive and where.
All that I can remember of this dream is that it took place during the day in the city of D, and I was traveling by wheelchair in the street near Taco Bell when I noticed that I was only wearing boxer briefs to my surprise/confusion.
Fortunately somehow I had my automobile parked in a fictional parking lot outside an abandoned fictional building/house that was near Taco Bell to the right, and so I wheeled myself in the wheelchair to my automobile.
I have no idea why I was in a wheelchair because I was able to walk, I opened my automobile hoping to find some extra clothes, and fortunately I found some dress pants and long-sleeve dress shirt that I was able to put on.
I then folded up the wheelchair and I put it in the back of my automobile, and then I started to drive my automobile to maybe Walmart or wherever I was going.
The next thing that I remember is driving to what looked like the field where the warehouse from the previous dream was, but this time the warehouse was smaller and nicer and not as tall and had more rooms and no one lived there.
As I was looking around the building someone else showed up, someone accidentally triggered a custom made small circular motion sensing bomb/IED/land mine/whatever, and it blew up.
I can not remember if anyone died or not, I just know that we got separated, and then my former male classmates KW and B showed up.
They ran in before I could warn them and they triggered one of the bombs, but fortunately they had ran past it far enough to avoid the explosion.
I then warned them about the motion sensing bombs, they complained about me not telling them, and I explained that I was about to but they rushed inside before I could.
Then they started running up to the bombs and throwing them at the walls, somehow they did this fast enough to where most of them got disabled instead of exploding, I told them that was too dangerous but they did not listen; and amazingly they managed to disable all the bombs that way it seemed.
We then continued to very carefully explore the building looking for more traps, I possibly explained how this building looked different than last time, but I woke up.
I am not sure how many days took place during this dream, I just know that each day I would be at a college during late in the afternoon or early evening, and I lived on an upper floor of a dormitory (dorm) that was to the left of a narrow parking lot where I would park my fictional portable truck that could shrink without me noticing sometimes.
To the right of my dorm was a warehouse-like building that I would take a shortcut through sometimes even though only certain people were allowed in there, I possibly would stop in the back area of it sometimes but I can not remember, and outside the exit there was some fencing with several gates that they would lock or mostly lock with padlocks and maybe chains right before I would get there but somehow I would still get through by either going through one that was not completely locked and / or I could unlock them somehow and / or something.
In the warehouse-like area there was maybe a welding area and various other areas that you could walk through, and outside the back of the building there was a swimming pool at the end of the dream but I am not sure if it was there earlier in the dream or not.
There was an alarm system but I am not sure if I knew about it at this point in the dream or not, I possibly did and maybe it went off one or more times but I can not remember, but I do know that there was an alarm system later in the dream.
When leaving the building I would make sure that the padlocks and chains and doors and gates were closed and locked when possible so that it would look like no one had been there, if the alarm system did go off sometimes I would usually just go to my dorm, and there usually were so many students outside in the parking lot and in and outside the dorm that I could blend in.
Sometimes I would try to leave in my portable truck but some large circular metal plate or plates and other parts (like maybe tires) of the truck would fall off so I would have to stop and try to put the parts back on, the bottom of the truck was magnetic so metal would stick to it, but somehow the parts would fall off again so I usually could not get far in my truck.
When I would work on my truck it would shrink without me noticing it and it would become light enough for me to pick up and turn over as I worked on it, and usually I would have to just reattach the parts and park the truck and just walk back to my dorm or briefly blend in the crowd looking to see if the police would show up.
I guess there was no security camera system because I kept sneaking through the building and getting away each day, at some point my brother GC started going through the shortcut with me, and one time he stopped to work on something as I walked ahead but he accidentally triggered the alarm system.
I went to leave and lock the locks et cetera but my brother GC was taking too long, we were running out of time, and so I just locked all of them except for one and I told him to use that one and to close and lock it on his way out.
Somehow my brother GC made it out in time and we probably blended in with the crowd and maybe hid in my truck waiting and watching for the police to see if they would show up or not to respond to the alarm going off, I can not remember if they came or not, but someone possibly showed up and probably thought that it was a false alarm so they probably just turned the alarm off and left so once again we got away.
That experience bothered me and made me more cautious, I considered no longer taking the shortcut, but somehow I decided to take it again and there was a woman with light-color skin with short-to-medium yellow hair who I showed the shortcut to and I warned her about the alarm system et cetera.
The woman was familiar to me and she possibly changed between two or three different women without me noticing like my female coworker S and maybe my former female classmate TD or she reminded me of them or she was just a fictional woman I knew in the dream.
As we walked through the building I was showing her around, showing her our tricks of escape, and telling her about various memories of previous moments of taking this shortcut.
We probably avoided triggering the alarm this time but something happened that I can not remember where there was a dead older man with light-color skin who was possibly homeless, I am not sure how he died or how long he had been dead or why we did what we did exactly, but I remember us putting his body in a bag and we were going to try to making hide his body.
I am not sure what this was all about but I assume that part of our reasoning was that if they found the body soon then there would be an investigation, and there would be a chance that they would find evidence of us going through this building and would possibly think that we killed him and / or they would learn about us taking a shortcut et cetera through this building often even though we are not supposed to; and maybe we were also afraid that they would increase security and would install security cameras et cetera.
I wish that I could remember what happened there, who was the man and what happened to him and were we involved in any other way?
We had him in a black bag of some kind, we did not have time to think up a plan because we were afraid that someone would find us soon and / or the alarm would go off and / or the alarm was going off now, either way we carried his body outside probably intending to maybe try to put him in my truck and hopefully leave without it falling apart like it usually does or something like that; but we stopped at the swimming pool.
There were some flies who were being attracted to the man’s body, we were probably afraid that the flies would draw attention to the body, and so we decided to put the man’s body in the swimming pool with maybe a drinking straw floating at the top of the water that had touched the man’s body which attracted the flies to the straw.
The man’s body sunk to the bottom, I can on remember if we took him out of the bag first but I think that we possibly did, and the flies went to the straw and we would kill the flies and / or get them to drown until they were all dead.
We possibly hoped that it would take a while for anyone to notice the body, to reduce the chances of evidence being found as other people use the building spreading their fingerprints and shoe prints et cetera and as the pool water washes away things as well, and maybe we hoped that it would be assumed that he drowned by accident and that the focus would be on the swimming pool and not the building or us.
I possibly carried the black bag and the woman was carrying a narrow vertical black case-like thing, I am not sure where she got it from, but I remember a man helping her with it briefly before being thanked and he walked away.
I offered to help the woman carry the case-like thing but she declined the offer, we walked to blend into the crowd trying to decide where should we go and what should we do and how and where would we destroy the bag and the clothes that we were wearing to destroy any possible evidence, no one seemed to notice anything yet.