DannyCool

Hiding but Vulnerable
I was playing a game of hide and seek out in the countryside. I was there for ages in a dark but comfy spot. It was not very bright and I was not lucid. I was obviously isolating myself and not free. It was a break from the hustle and bustle of life but it was not freedom. I felt like I was playing a game of hide and seek and someone would find me. They did find me and instantly I lost my composure as if I was just building up my emotions. People arrive and start laughing at me.

Bomb Attack
I am on my way home after my holidays. I am on a bus and on a plane. There have been bombs planted and one is in a bag in our van. Two of my friends that I know IWL find a way of escaping. I get dream freeze in the van and can't get up to lift the bomb out of the van. It is timing out and we are sure to die. 3, 2, 1, I pray and nothing happens. I was being prepared to be blown into pieces and die as I though it was real. Nothing happens. We make it all the way home and my friend accuses me of not looking after the bag right and pushing it too much that it could have gone off. I am at my house that I grew up in. All is well that ends well but I don't recognise it is a dream even though I don't live in this house anymore.