It started as a regular dream, I had to fly a plane back into America(i recently had a trip to France) and they wouldnt let me go back and a bunch of dcs killed them and told police I did it, and that they would make the police go away if I helped them get away. So then we were walking in an alley, and I started thinking, wtf, I wouldnt help a bunch of sleeze dead people, I would just explain that it was them, not me. And then I remembered the HILD I did the last night, and remembered that I MUST have lucid dreams, so I said to myself, theres no way this is reality. So I told the bums off, and went out of the alley, but a bright light flashed at me, and I jolted up in bed.