Jewel
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I was in a formal dress at a big meeting where there were rows and rows of seats. I don't remember anything about the meeting except that this was one of my dreams where languages kind of mixed randomly and people would switch between Korean, English and Spanish with no rhyme or reason.

After the meeting a shady looking white guy in a trench coat asked me if I would hand over an "item" to one of my Korean friends for him. I don't really know what was going through my head but I agreed and took some weird black package he had stuffed in his trench coat. I found my old friend in the hallway outside the room where the meeting was held. We said hi and stuff, and suddenly he showed me a big open envelope for me to put the package in. I understood the gesture despite him not saying anything, and I attempted to put the item in the envelope. I was a little clumsy, though, and I fumbled with the package and then dropped it on the ground. When I went to pick it up some government officials, who were big men in suits wearing sunglasses, introduced themselves to us and then told us in English that they knew what we were doing (funny because I still didn't really know what I was doing) and that we would need to come with them. My Korean friend deliberately only spoke Korean to them and eventually they gave up on talking to him, but they took me into a dark room with a single spotlight over an interview table.

They started asking me for my name and identification papers (I didn't have whatever those were supposed to be), and they interrogated me about the package. I woke up before we really got started though. Or maybe my recall just fades off at that point. I'm not really sure.

So as I was tired and a little down on myself while I was sitting in a lawn chair outside I decided to take a nap just to get some rest. I found that I entered a dream consciously without even meaning to.

I was standing in a kind of dream like those fake happy dreams they always portray in the movies - There was just a flat ground covered in grass, and you couldn't see too far because it dropped off into a peaceful white fog. I was not wearing shoes and I could feel the moist grass under my feet and in between my toes. I was wearing a white floral dress and I was walking around in this happy, blissful trance. After I walked for a bit I came to a white stone wall, and found a full length mirror on it. When I looked in it it really helped improve my self image, because despite my usual feelings of inadequacy about my appearance, in that moment I just felt absolutely beautiful. And the image of me in the mirror seemed pretty accurate to my real features, so the good feeling lasted quite a while after I woke up from the dream.

I started skipping along and I decided I wanted to try to summon a dream character. I found myself expecting a hill with a tree to appear in front of me, and it did. I didn't really know who I wanted to appear on the hill. In fact, I think I was expecting a boy to come out and greet me. But when I got to the hill I met with an old friend from high school whom I hadn't seen in a few years, and she was wearing the same floral dress as me, bare foot in the grass as I was. We were so happy to see each other we smiled and greeted each other and hugged. Then we played around on the hill like little children, chasing each other around and using a tire swing that was attached to the tree on the hill. Now I really want to see that friend again and talk to her.

I had a dream that started with me looking at a poster with the moon on it. I think it was a historical thing about the moon landing. I was talking to my parents about it. We needed to get to a destination from the school we were at and someone gave us a map. My mom took the map and showed it to my dad and myself. As we were looking at it we saw that there were several paths leading to our destination, and while most were marked with a little flag picture with the letter B, some were marked with A. A lady told us that if we went through the areas marked with A and avoided the ones with B we would get extra points. So that is what we did. I talked to my dad about some TV show as we went.

When we arrived we were in front of a big hospital. My dad was saying that this pile of dirt in front of the hospital was a great place for what we were planning (I can't remember what we were planning). A fire started in front of the hospital and we were tasked with finding someone in the hospital that can help. I remember asking my mom why we didn't just call the fire department.

After searching for a bit we couldn't find the person we were looking for and so my dad made an announcement to everyone in the room about the fire and who we were looking for. This caused everyone to panic and run around in circles. I walked outside and an old friend was telling me to jump in his car. I walked toward the car about I guess I was too slow because my friend got out and three girls got in the car with the driver and drove off. Two other boys I knew from a long time ago, one from high school and one from when I was very little, found us and we all started walking to the school together.

I saw the boy I knew from when I was very young pull out a plastic bag with Nintendo DS cartridges in it. "You still play Nintendo DS?" I asked him.

"Yeah, these are just the games that I like." He told me.

"I never really got into those," I replied, looking that the games he was sifting through, "but that is awesome for you. You should do whatever you want."

At this point the boy I knew from high school started talking about how much fun he had had playing pokemon. This started up a conversation wherein we all discussed our experiences with the game. They were both astonished when I told them I never really played a pokemon game until high school.

When we arrived at the school I had trouble getting through the front door because I was apparently wearing a really big, overstuffed backpack that I hadn't noticed until this point. I crawled into an open window for some reason.

I was in a library at first and I was trying to get them to send a package like it was a post office.

Later I went to a restaurant with an old friend and I wanted to order myself some popcorn chicken that I saw on the menu but they would only sell it to large groups; the smallest size available was supposed to feed 4 people. I asked "Could I just get enough for me, like just a few pieces of chicken?"

And she said "no, sorry, we can't do that."

At the end of the dream I was playing some sort of video game where you can customize your house.

In this dream there were a lot of flashback type moments and fake memories, and I wasn't always sure whether I was in a flashback or a current timeline in the dream, so it is hard to write in chronological order.

I was working as a detective with the police in an american city that I didn't recognize. My partner was a man that you might think of as the stereotypical cop, big muscles, slightly overweight, very serious about his job. We worked out of a station on a new york-esque street and we each worked in the front of the building. The room was horizontal parallel with the street and had glass windows covering the entire wall kind of like you would see in a downtown clothing store. As we were looking over cases on the computers my partner got a call for us to check out the crime scene of a homicide. We immediately got up and left for the scene. It was raining hard and it was already dark outside. I got in the passenger seat of the car and we talked about the call as we drove out of the city and into the countryside. I got a call from a friend who apparently ran a crime organization or something, I think she was a weapons dealer or something like that. She told me that the cops were in coalition with the yakuza again. She said "aren't you glad that you joined that corrupt organization?"

Then there was a flashback type event where I remembered a point before I became a detective. I remembered the yakuza in the city controlling the streets and the police looked the other way. The robbers and murderers from their organization always "got away" because no one did anything about it. I remember vaguely someone getting stabbed in an alleyway.

Apparently this was in the past, the connection was eventually uncovered, and the corruption was supposedly purged.

As we were driving we got a call from the chief of police saying there was a criminal organization compound discovered and there all units were to report for an immediate raid of the compound with "assistance". I knew the deal behind it, that it was my friend's place and the yakuza were raiding it, but I didn't say anything to my partner.

My memory is a little vague for a while but when we got there it was in the middle of a almost canyon like place, and down into a big (maybe 30m wide) hole in the ground with water at the bottom (maybe a spring?) there was a walkway into a big metal door in the rock on the side of the hole.

I must have snuck away from the pack of police and yakuza gathering at some point, because I was on the other side of the hole spying what was going on hiding on the branches of a dead tree. No one seemed to notice me even though thinking back I should have been plainly visible in the situation as it was morning now and light out. The police stayed on the high ground to apprehend any escapees, and the yakuza entered the compound. I figured that even though my friend was a criminal, the right thing to do would be to help her and her gang, since the yakuza would probably kill or torture them. After the yakuza had all stormed inside I ran in through the front doors. At first I tried to be stealthy but in the narrow steel hallways I was soon found and I started sprinting through the hallway which occasionally had sets of stairs going up.

The group that saw me first were unable to catch me as I ran deeper into the compound. When I ran into another group of yakuza on the next set of stairs I beat one to the ground, and then I grabbed another guy and threw him into two yakuza girls to keep them from following me as I ran up the stairs. (As I was in complete police uniform I had a holstered gun but I don't recall ever using it).

When I got to the next group one guy had a katana and tried to fight me with it but I was able to take it out of his hands and knock him out with a punch to the jaw. I kept fighting but my dream ended there.

This was a violent dream, wow . I wonder what happened to my friend?