non-lucid

Sorry this is so long! It would be more detailed but I'm writing this a few hours after it happened

Setting:
My dream was set in WW2. I don't know how I know this apart from the odd mention of bombs. In this place we were not allowed to do dancing (which I am fond of) because we were meant to be serious because of the war. But, there was a secret club which we snuck into to dance and have fun.

Non - lucid:
It started of with me and my friend (I don't know who) running away from the patrol who were searching for people doing something wrong. They were on a motor bike wearing dark sunglasses with dogs beside them. Me and my friend were running away from them as we were dressed in our red dresses which we danced in. We ran until we reached the sort of speed where you can't go any faster but I used the near by cars to push myself to go further. My friend could not catch up but I did not realise. I ran into the corner sweet shop where I lived and dived behind the counter.

The guard people came in looking to see if anyone was there but left. My friend arrived a few moments later and had a go at me for leaving her. My elderly friend Mrs. Dubose who I lived with was sitting in her chair:
'Im coming with you to that dance whether you like it or not!'
She always liked to protect us. I replied,
'You can't, what if a bomb were to drop on us?'
'A bomb is just as likely to drop on this house as it is to drop on the town hall!'
But she agreed to stay.

Lucid:
It was only a short awareness because my cat suddenly jumped on me:
When I hugged Mrs. Dubose goodbye I felt her soft wrinkly skin. I felt like a pillow and I thought she must be at least 100. Then I smelt her and she smelt so nice. She smelt sort of like old people's talcum powder but when I smelt it I though 'is this a dream?' And everything sort of disappeared although I was still holding onto Mrs. Dubose

I woke up I imagined where I last was I took off again

Non - lucid:
We walked to the hatch in our floor and down a flight of stairs, across a corridor, up another flight of stairs and through a door. We were suddenly in the town hall where the dancing took place and it has 15 people in there. Girls dressed in red and boys in suits.

-gap which I can't remember-

We heard people below us and all the dancers went down to investigate. All the towns people were there in one room. The elderly and young including Mrs. Dubose on beds and the rest of the floor. They explained there had been a sudden attack from the enemy. Mrs. Dubose invited her horrible friend over to her bed to share and wrapped her checked blanket around them both.

We heard a loud lady's voice above us:
'I know you're not in your beds. I know there's some people down there. Whoever is there will return to there own beds immediately. I will count down from 5. Go!'

There was a rush of people. I knew we wouldn't make it.
1. There was a jam of people at the door
2. Mrs. Dubose would not be able to run and we would have to assist her
3. Our house/shop was the furthest away

However, I had a plan. The lady in charge had bad eye sight. However, she had very good hearing. If we went back the way we came she would hear the door. But if we went round the side door of our house she would not.

We ran around and let Mrs. D go in front. She went ahead but the lady saw/heard us and stopped us.
'Hello Annie and Jack!'
She was talking to me and my brothers toys and obviously thought they were small children
'Now you hurry back quickly, I'll give you two extra time!'

We ran quickly back to our house. Usually we would all share the same bed even though it wasn't allowed. I went in the bed and Mrs. D and my brother hid in the cupboard. The lady walked in and the bell in the door chimed. She walked swiftly across the room and nodded. And walked back out. My brother let out a deep sigh and thumped out the cupboard loudly. I held my breath as he quickly hid again and the lady walked back in. She opened the cupboard and gasped loudly.

I woke up. Sorry for the length again but it was a very vivid detailed dream.