Two nights of heavy dreaming

For two or more nights now, I know that I've been heavily dreaming in a memory sort of way. Two dreams, one last night and the other the night before though, stand out as memories.

The first one was definately a repeat dream that is scattered through time (i.e. I keep having dreams in the same location every so often). It's some sort of camping site or beach combined somehow. There's buildings, grassy areas and sandy areas too. There is also some orange lantern decorated cafe-resturant place, with a name that escapes me just now. People eat and drink there.

On this occasion, some army bully boys were starting something with some friends of mine. We were just sitting to be served and they were already there and leaving after their meal. Food appeared to be the largest single chip that I have ever seen!

I stood up and started shoving over this table, and then another ad the army guys came over all stalking and threatening behaviour. I felt this stern gleam come over my eyes and I just went into that zone where fear becomes irrelevent.

They mostly walked up to me and then left the resturant, chewing and chuckling but not laying a hand on me or the guy they were previously bullying. I stood above the door which was a grassy archway somehow, this whole courtyard place was outdoor.

I watched them all leave bar the sargeant type one in charge. He had a huge long chin and blonde hair. he seemed quite cocky and he stood below me looking up. I glared down at him and then hopped down to meet his gaze on his level. I could feel the hard anger and the readiness to fight in my dream. I was so ready to go.

He said something pretty basic and I just snorted and said something back such as 'Well bring it if you've got it 'cause I am fed up with all the talking'.

Then he did leave and at that point I woke up, feelign so ready to take on the world in a fight it was weird.

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The second dream last night (the one just gone) was also strange. It went on for ages and I don't remember that much about it bar it was some sort of Goonies take off. I was one of a bunch of kids about 12-15 years old on the run from adults who represented some sort of law, maybe Police. There was a key team leader of the adults we were set against. I think we had something or someone of value they wanted, and we were hiding out somewhat in this old, dark, brownish structure which appeared to be an old building disused in the main, but full of floors and different rooms full of odd and useful things.

I recall we had some sort of hard to get to den on the top floor of this building and the dream ended with us running up there for the second or third time in succession to hide, and being followed.

There was a lot of hatch opening, slow door movement and struggling to get away.

In the end, we did seem to get caught up with but the adults couldn't simply grab us because we hid what they were looking for. One by one we were taken into custody and put on a train to get out of here, though some of us were herded (like me) and not actually physically touched. I remember ordering some sofa cushions in the den on the floor to hide trap doors etc.

Even once we'd been found we seemed to still be able to make runs for it, etc. It was a very hard to explain experience, but extremely cool to dream. The last thing I recall was watching a fat kid being dropped off home in the snow at some sort of rundown chinatown or gastown like place, and bouncing back (don't ask me where this ninja stuff came from!) from the tracks of the train up a short hill to his run down house, calling back to me 'Look out for what we hid!'

I looked from him on the right of the tracks to the left, behind us on this train or tram, that had just come out of a rocky tunnel, which held up a hill where this guy's house stood.

On the left of the tracks, laying in the grassy mess there, was a pile of EPW title belts. I smirked - the loot was stashed. I am pretty certain this wasn't all the adults were looking for (I think it was us plus several pieces of loot), or maybe the thign they were after switched around and kept changing in the dream, it's possible. Either way, it ended with Ken softly awaking me from the dream as the train carried on and my character continued his plotting. I am always a guy in these sort of dreams.