Requiem's DJ

Doser?! Is that you? (non-lucid)

I am in a department store with a friend. We walk near the help desk and hear someone say a large, deformed man is looking for someone.

We turn around and walk the other way when a huge man walks out from a door. I try not to make eye contact but he must have been 8 foot and heavy set. He was wearing sweats and had some light facial hair. No deformity.

We keep walking when I women said "So you guys want to go to heave?". "Uh...ok" I say. She responds with "Just how wild a ride you looking for? Follow me and place your money in the mailbox."

We follow her down some dark steps and into the parking garage. The dream becomes real vivid. We keep going down even further to a basement. I lose my friend. "Where'd you go, Jim?" I yell. The women said "He's dead and you're next." She points a gun at me and then runs back up the steps.

Then, in real life, my fan fell from my window and scared the holy guacamole out of me. I woke up.