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I was in a double storey house with my 2 daughters. There was a wooden pole outside one of the windows and as I looked out I saw a person walk by, stop then throw a bucket of fuel on the pole, setting it alight. I run calling my daughters. In my dream one had a bedroom on the lower level and the other was on the upper level. They weren’t responding so I screamed “ A man threw petrol on the pole and it’s now burning , you’d better come out now or it’s going to get you!’

I was driving and was at a cross section town, then I opted to stop and I am not sure why. I entered a building. Before that I could see a road that heads to my direction, another going into fields far off. I entered this building and it had many outlets, some felt I couldn’t enter coz they were pubs. Somehow when o moved further behind this shopping complex, I saw a building entree it and met I man whom I seem to know, but I don’t know him personally in reality. We somehow spoke in the corridors then I went upstairs. I found I’d locked myself to sleep in his room. He found me there and he wondered what I was doing there, I told him sleeping, and he did not get angry. I went downstairs and found my mum and grandchildren in rooms and had woken up were preparing to leave. I remember the faces of a few of my nieces. Then in order to leave I went back upstairs to this room I had gone to sleep to pick my car keys and couldn’t locate the room. I went as I looked around to search for this room and found myself in a room where bankers from I think ABC bank had a meeting and we somehow talked as they finished up. Still I realized I couldn’t find the room I had left my car keys. My dream ended around this point.

I was in a double storey house with my 2 daughters. There was a wooden pole outside one of the windows and as I looked out I saw a person walk by, stop then throw a bucket of fuel on the pole, setting it alight. I run calling my daughters. In my dream one had a bedroom on the lower level and the other was on the upper level. They weren’t responding so I screamed “ A man threw petrol on the pole and it’s now alight, you’d better come out now or it’s going to get you!”

I don't remember the beginning in much detail but I remember that I was looking for something. There was a highway sidewalk that I was walking on and it was in need of repair. The sidewalks were cracked, the bus stop benches were out of place and needed repairs, the fence guard rail had been painted white in most places but, was missing paint in some areas. Somehow I found the correct type of paint that I carried in a nice (scientific Erlenmeyer flask - may be used used for heating and/or shaking/stirring without the chance of spilling the liquids inside) looking glass bottle. I was really happy that I found the paint and noted the fact that the paint wasn't like regular paint, it was an white, oil based paint that seemed to possibly have more oil than paint in it. I was on the lookout for the enemy because he might attempt to hinder me as I painted. The scene changed and I was walking in what seemed to be an apartment complex. I realized that I had somehow acquired a powerful hand held weapon. The weapon looked like a long black pole/staff and was made of a special strong metal. The weapon could also retract in itself for safe keeping. (note: at this point I saw a small storage room which had many weapons of different colors/types. These weapons also resembled long poles/staffs and were lined up in sections coordinated by color/type. They rested on what resembled a vertical gun rack. The gun rack reminded me of something you would see in a colonial era war movie. -- I realized that the enemy was attempting to collect and withhold them from me). As I was walking through a parking lot, I saw two of the enemy walking together towards my direction. (they looked like people but, i knew they were the enemy). One of them noticed that I was carrying the weapon and after I had walked passed him, told the other, and they started following me at a distance behind. I didn't want them to catch up so, i went into one of the apartment building, walked upstairs and saw that it was a cleared out office space that was in the process of being remodeled. In this office space was a thief (the enemy) attempting to steal a valuable gold artifact and possibly other items. Then, a policeman came into the room and caught the thief and began to interrogate him. I somehow knew that I needed to grab the gold artifact and keep it from the thief. So, in the midst of the distraction, i took it! At this point many officers (crooked enemy officers) and people began coming into the building so, I decided to leave in the midst of the commotion. Other people were leaving as well so that they would not be accused or interrogated by the police. As I walked downstairs and exited the building through a glass door, i noticed an old-school 1950's or 1960's looking black car with shiny silver bumpers and grill. Inside the car was an old black man in a nice suit looking directly at me. I believe that I saw that he had a driver. Looking at this man, i perceived that he was extremely wealthy. Then, he spoke. I don't remember verbatim but, he said something like, "stop holding back/stealing the wealth from the black people"! Then, he drove off. As he drove away I noticed that their were golden shiny objects which he left on the ground. I stepped closer to see what they were and they were tools made of pure gold! I immediately started picking up as much as I could. I picked up several drill bits, screw driver bits, torque wrench bits and many others. Now, some of the people escaping the building saw what I was doing and started picking up a few themselves but, i could see where the tools were hidden in the dirt and grabbed more than most. knowing their value, i placed them in what seemed like a small black metal safe i was carrying. Then the dream ended.

I had a dream that I was at the doorway of my kids room and a mouse jumped out the wardrobe. It was just walking around and looking at me. It jumped back into the wardrobe and came back out again. It was coming closer to me and I was calling for my older son to come and get the mouse out of the room. But he wasn't coming. I kept calling. I tried to back up out of the room but it felt like I was being stopped. Almost as if i need to deal with this. Then I woke up.

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