So last night I dream that I'm riding with Ryan from work, and we're headed 'downtown'. I'm not really sure to which city, probably, Dallas, but definitely a large city. When we start to get close we have to take a clover type exit ramp. The traffic is so bad that everyone is still driving super fast and we're literally sliding around the clover turns. Once we finish the turn, an SUV goes flying by spraying bullets out the window. That only slightly bothers us, and then we stop and get out. I can't remember what we're doing in downtown Dallas, but we end up kind of below the city in a series of concrete halls and rooms. We immediately run into some guy with a gun who orders us to get down the ground. He threatens us and wants us to admit that we've come for guns. I'm assuming he means that we're we came to buy guns(legally or illegally, not sure).
Next, he has me get up, he hands me a gun, and then leads me into another room. This room kind of resembles a cafeteria, but it's filled with hostages. Without giving me any verbal instructions, he just kind of motions to me and leaves the room. I assume that I'm supposed to watch these people. I can tell one guy is moments away from pulling his own gun out and shooting at me. I quickly explain to him that I'm not a bad guy and they just put me in this room. At that point we all make a run for it! As I'm running, I'm trying to dial 911, so I can tell the police that we've all the building and we're might need help if they follow us. We end up running into a dead end, which is an old Church. For whatever reason there's a limited number of walkways and what not, so there's no way out of the church, and we can't run any further.
Completely unrelated shorter dream. I go into some house, and watch as the house owner enters to find a dead guy on the floor, with a bullet wound to his head. It feels like a movie, because I'm forced to stare at the dead guy's face for a long time. Eventually I assume the dead guy will wake up because it's obvious that I've been forced to watch him for so long. Sure enough he does. It's not worth explaining, but basically the 2 guys have some technology/medicine/procedure that allows them to come back to life even after being shot in the head. They seem excited that it worked(again?) and the once dead guy starts a slow recovery with liquids from an IV.
Last dream, I feel like I've escaped from a building, but it's raining and dark. I think I'm in Rolla, but at the time, I just started running down the street. Then I quickly become orientated and start heading towards home. My trip takes me by the high school, they think I'm home sick. I'm stopped and questioned, and more or less get into trouble for skipping school. My car, which I didn't have with me, but is at home, falls apart, changes color and is invisible, probably not in that order...
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