Steve101

First dream started out like a match you play on a game system. The map consisted of these fa-villas where the houses are meshed together and you can climb the rooftops and travel on them. It wasnt a very big map and in the back was a little center that connected with a dirt road. It was the only exit out of the little plaza center (Unless you climbed the rooftops). I spawned in the center and immediately I heard machine gun fire coming from in front of me on top of a roof. I followed the tracers of the bullets and they led to the left side of me where I saw a guy running down the roof tops but unfortunately getting mowed down. I knew in front of me was a mounted machine gun that one of the players got a hold of because of the sound of the power. I had with me a gun but cant remember what kind. I do know it was a rifle. I attempted to climb the roof and as soon as I did the machine gunner was pointing right at me. The mounted Gun had a shield so the only vulnerable spot was the hole where the nozzle came out of. As I got mowed down by machine gun fire, the view went to the sky and I saw my body fly down to the floor. I quickly re-spawned in the same place and this time I strafed to my left and with accurate precision I shot the guy right threw the hole as he was turning the gun towards me. I think points went up in the air at that point but it could've also been blood (Not sure). I quickly ran up the wall and on to the rooftops. I noticed to my left another player was running for the mounted gun as well. I quickly looked down my iron sights and shot him right in the face. Hastily, I got behind the gun and immediately a guy started climbing the roof from where I spawned. I mowed that Mofo down and moved the gun to my right and mowed down a guy in the far right distance of the map. He was fast and managed to dodge a few bullets but when I got him in the chest and he went flying back, I woke up.

Second dream was the clearest and most vivid. I found myself driving this guys white Crown Vic. His name is Jamal, who I know IRL but dont really associate myself with him. I was driving south bound on a main street near my house called Oakland. I was driving pretty fast but never looked at the speedometer. It seemed like my dream wanted me to crash because obstacles were constantly coming in front of me and the breaks on the car were not good at all. One obstacle was a group of bikers who Jamal screamed out to watch out for. I said I got it and I went into the middle lane where the biker was more ahead then the others. The biker looked behind her and saw me coming; the expression on her face was complete shock and fear. I barely managed to skim past them. Jamal asked me something about the cops and I said "We're fine, this car looks like a cops anyway". There were a few more obstacles of people and cars but they are a little hazy to remember details. At one point, a car starts to come out of this Publix plaza to the right and when he does, he goes extremely slow and I had no choice but to swerve right into the plaza to dodge him because the breaks werent stopping well enough. I went into the plaza at high speeds and cars were trying to get out. I had no choice but to swerve left onto the sidewalk and then directly into the wall. When we got out the car, the front was completely smashed in, like as if there wasnt even an engine or anything under the hood. The cops immediately show up and start filing a report. The entire time were waiting for the cops to file a report, Jamal is saying out load "Im fucked", "Shit", What the fuck do I do?!". He leaned up against the wall at one point. While he was saying that, I was more calm standing there and thinking "everything will be okay". This black woman comes up to us and starts telling Jamal that she handles cases like these and could help resolve everything. She gave him her card and told him to meet her at some place (Cant remember name) at a certain time. He told her he'd be there and she said "great" and walked towards the exit. We sat down on some chairs near the entrance of the Publix. This guy who was a cop but wasnt dressed like on started talking to us. He seemed very friendly but I cant recall what was said. He went inside the publix and when he did, my parents all of a sudden showed up. They were asking me if I was okay, in spanish, and before I knew it, my step-dad started drinking some beer and smoking a cigg (he doesnt smoke) then my mom asked for a smoke as well?! I saw her puff on it a few times and got light headed immediately. A family friend Daniel came up out of nowhere and said "You okay, dawg?" I said I was and then in Spanish he said whats up to my mom because she forgot to say hi. She said in Spanish that she was sorry, she was too lightheaded to say anything. Jamal was sitting next to me but they never questioned why I was with him (Not a good influence). Suddenly my family disappeared and coming down the block were a bunch of gangbangers. Me and Jamal were sitting down watching as they walked past us with a bunch of pistols and machine guns. They started shooting at some cops coming out of publix and people started screaming and running back inside. They took a hold of one cop and put him to his knees. They were going to execute him on the pavement. The friendly cop from before showed up and Jamal said to him "You have to do something". He looked at them and said to us "Cmon man, I dont want to be tje hero. I dont want to do this". He then thought about it and knew it was his duty so he sucked it up and began to pull out his gun. He walked up to the group of about 4 guys and in a very realistic epic manner. Shot both of the guys holding the cop down on the floor and before the rest of them could aim their weapons at him, he quickly shot the one on his right and then left. He started to help the cop up when suddenly more thugs showed up and pointed their machine guns at him. They slaughtered him and the cop. When I saw this, Jamal got up to run but one of the guys saw him and shot him up. I remained seated on the chair and I remember this scene as clear as day. One of the guys who had short dark hair,a blue jacket or shirt, and blue jeans. The same guy who shot Jamal, walked up to me and pointed his pistol right at me. I had no time to think but looking down at that barrel, I felt the fear and adrenaline rushing throughout my body. Right before he pulled the trigger, I pushed myself back and let myself hit the floor as I heard two gunshots go off. I remained on the floor playing dead in hopes he would just walk away and not shoot at me some more. I began to think that if he didn't see blood, he would surely shoot me more. I started to feel my body to see if I could sense any pain or gushing blood, as I have never been shot before but I knew when a lot of adrenaline is rushing you normally don't feel any pain. While doing this, I started to feel my physical body and started realizing it was a dream. I was glad and opened my eyes in bed.