Short Stories with Tragic Endings

I am in a similar building but this time the walls and floor are a shiny smooth
tan color. I am dressed up for something ( white button down shirt and black
dress-pants, no tie ) I leave the building from an exit in the room and come to
a parking lot. It is midday and sunny and everything has that golden sunbathed
color. I go over to the lot across the street. I am sweating profusely so I take off
my shirt. For some reason unknown to me I threw it in the back of 90's looking
dark green car. I went into a building at the other end of the lot and found it to
be some sort of changing room. I put on a cooler shirt and splashed water on my
face from the sink. I then exited the building intending to go get my white shirt.
I find the car, it is still there but there is a person in it. He has the appearance of
a person I know in real life but this is not that person. I come to the window and
explain that I left my shirt in the back of his car and ask if I could please have it.
He says "sure". He reaches over but instead of pulling out a shirt, he pulls a out
an assault rifle and holds the barrel to my chest. I then notice the car is filled with
a myriad of different firearms that I swear were not there before. I tell him that
I don't want any trouble and he tells me to leave. I, naturally, complied. I go back
into the first building and I remember thinking what I'm going to do without a
formal shirt. After this thought, the dream ended.

I am in some building. I walk around going up and down the steps and
it appears to be some sort of school. the walls are "carpeted" as some places
have and the floor is shiny and hard, maybe a dark green or black. the wall
is a light blue/denim color. I go up the stairs and find myself in a room that
looks like its for concert band rehearsals. This room has a light pale-blue
carpet and the same walls as the hallway. My brother is there standing in the
center of the room. We start talking and it somehow comes to a solo I had in
'08. He says something about my friend PJ possibly being better suited for it
which is understandable as I had only been playing saxophone for a few months.
I argued the point but woke soon after.
I then fall back asleep attempting to go into the same dream ( DEILD )
but I fail to go lucid and go into 2011-01-12.2...

I am in a store in a shopping mall. The store is run by my best friend's dad.
There are many isles of pegs and merchandise. I am with my friend and we
are talking about something of which I do not recall. Eventually, it gets to
midnight and my friend's dad tells me to go home. Instead, I stay in the store
with my friend and his dad leaves. I fall asleep hanging with my friend and
wake up at about 8:00 in the morning. At 8:30 my friends dad comes back
to "Open up" even though the store was never locked. And, to avoid him
knowing I had been there the entire night, I had to hide being shelves and
slowly sneak past to get out of the store. I reach the end and round the corner
unnoticed. I am walking through the mall and I get a call from one of my
friends from college. We meet up in the mall and decide to get something to
eat from one of the shops. We get some of those glazed nuts and continue
walking. We sit down for a minute and start talking. The next thing I know,
we're still sitting but not in the mall anymore. We are on the side of road
where my best friend and I live. We get up and start walking in the direction
of my house but the dream ends a few seconds later.