Isadore

In a field there was a huge castle structure. Behind it was a row of buses which hid another field with a similar structure from sight. By the second structure was a play park for children.

I was with someone I don't recognise - in the dream they were apparently a friend. He had a GameBoy Advance which seemed to be customised because the screen had the displays of a mobile phone. The screen saver was custom and at the top of the screen it said 'Tash'. Later, I found that he left this behind and I was able to recognise it from these details.

On the way across the field, I was singing my favourite song. Then I ran into two old philosophy rivals and they looked at me strangely.

Will Smith was having dinner with a family. They also had other guests. One of which said something that Will Smith strongly disagreed wih. They argued for a while and Will Smith was getting annoyed.

I was at work. Up in the delivery bay (I work part time at a sports store) were some of my friends as well as people I didn't recognise. My friends were at the front of the people who were in rows, facing them.

Walking downstairs towards the shop floor, a man started shooting a machine gun at me. Somehow I got the gun and started firing back. The bullets were unpredictable and slow and the man managed to escape by running down the stairs towards the fire exit.
I ran out of ammo and I knew he was coming back. I ran onto the shop floor and towards the other end of the store, which was the tills. There was an empty rail in the way, which I slide under. I got to tills but the man had followed closely with a dagger.

I struggled with the man for a while but finally stabbed me wih the small dagger in the side of the neck. The man then ran off. I didn't removed the dagger. I fell to the floor. No one was calling 999. I started to panic.

I was outside a small coffee shop. I was at one of the outside tables that were put out for the customers. A few of my friends were there at the table with me. I went up to the counter-window to get sugar for my coffee. The lady at the counter said she'd have to go out to the back (or her car?) to get some. At the counter were little pots of colourful items. Probably where the sugar should have been kept.