I took a nap on Thursday before Pharmacognosy and these are the dreams I had. Why is my life in danger.

In the first dream, I was at the mall looking for a parking spot. I was driving and my brother was in the back. It was the evening and there was snow all around. I just turned left to get down a row and passed a car who just started pulling out of the spot (haha…I said pulling out) I went to make a U-Turn (wide one). As I finally looped around, I pulled into the spot and was so happy with myself.

We’re talking a little and I’m not sure if we were waiting to get out or waiting for people to come out of the mall. We were sitting there for not even a minute and I heard the back door open. I wasn’t concerned (as though we were waiting for someone) but then I realize that they were not people we knew. 2-3 black males somewhat hyped up. He had a small gun and was holding it against my head as another was watching my brother. I freaked out. I was almost crying but tried to reason with them. I told them that I didn’t have anything valuable in my purse (partially lying, since I have a few things that might be worth something), but I explained how I was a kid in med school and am shit broke.

He backed down a little as if he knew how broke I was. They decided to let us go, but before the kid with the gun left, he kinda laughed at me and jabbed me a few times by my eye with his gun (which was fairly warm/hot) like this was the best joke ever. But they left.

The next dream I had, I was watching someone do a sniper mission for someone. As soon as the job was done, the boss gave the OK for his own guy to kill the sniper. Sniper was caught off guard (as he was hired to do the job) and I had to tell him that they never intended to pay him. I brought myself into this battlefield. Shot the boss’s guy and kept moving. We were in somewhat of a bunker, and it was like a chain reaction of guys who were hired to take out the previous guy or at least cover the job if someone fails. I’m taking them down one by one, but then when it seems to be calmer, they start pulling grenade-like weapons and smoke bombs. It was as though I was in a trailer and someone threw in a cluster of little grenades (5) and there was no way for me to get rid of them.

They exploded but I wasn’t killed (somehow)

In the third dream…Ugh. I can’t recall anymore. I asked my room mate because I remember mentioning it to him, but he’s trying to remember at the moment either… I just know it was another dream with my life on the line somewhere.

EDIT (01 Feb): SETH TRUMBORE AND FINAL FANTASY VII. I was in a bar type place and one of the songs from FFVII was playing and I saw Seth sitting there and wanted to strike up conversation about the game. There were a lot of interruptions and I never got to actually talk to him about the game. That’s all that comes to mind.