Here goes. Expanding on my points. Italics are side notes.
No parking & window peepers, left a note, suspect looking box van
On my street the parking situation is jobby and it's all permit only around here, so the place is divided into zones and I can only park in my zone, which is two, maybe three streets. Also it's a one way system, so this usually means me looping around like an absolute moron until I find one. My dream starts with me going up and down the road
(not my road, but it was my road in the dream), late at night when there's a very slim chance of me finding a space. I keep going around and around but can't seem to find anything, so I end up pulling onto someone's driveway
(no one has a driveway on my street, yet it was now my street because the houses were the same). I'm walking away from the car and think about maybe leaving a note in the window for the people who's drive I've parked on. It's a gravel driveway so I'm tiptoeing about. I begin to write a really long note, not in my own handwriting and I see the faint silhouette of the top of someone's head just peeking over the upstairs windowsill, and it turns and follows me as I put the note in the window and hurry off. There was also a strange looking box van on the driveway that was partially undone at the back. It looked like one of the ones that people transport horses in.
Flashback to GTA style game thing that was über realistic with some Western European Chinese people I thought were from New Mexico who kept throwing bowls of peas and got my Prelude stuck in a tree
Now the dream has shifted and I'm in an isometric world. I'm looking down on myself from above as I drive laterally through my field of vision through a long windy road, with lots of trees, at the end of the road is a small cul-de-sac that I see someone waiting in. I panic and turn around, driving back along the road out of the cul-de-sac. The man doesn't pursue me, but in the distance 'above' me I can see these cuboid men running around in a small kitchen, back and forth between a stove and a doorway with bowls of peas which they throw at me until I get stuck in a tree. Suddenly I'm out of the tree and in the kitchen, which is now real life, the isometricness has gone and I'm talking to a group of men. I ask "Who are you? Are you from New Mexico?" and they reply "No we're west European Chinese, you can tell from our faces."
Huge beating
I am now a man I don't know. I'm looking out from a first person POV and I'm taking a kicking. "You let us down" they say.
Online industry of sorts, chin surgery and hair styles
I'm now outside Andy Pont's house?! I know it's his because the gable end of the house is facing the road, and it has his name in huge billboard letters, underneath are his telephone numbers and 'Online Solutions INTL'. It's a large house, with a double garage to one side, and the upstairs of the house overhangs the downstairs by about the width of a pavement. Despite the double garage there are cars on the driveway. One looks like an old Astra van and the other I can't identify. I'm looking in through the window and he's on the couch, rading a book. He's just had chin surgery
(I don't know how I know this, it was just that way) and has a book on hairstyles which he's trying out.
(At this point I think I knew that Andy was the one that took the beating mentioned earlier) Andy has changed his appearance to escape whoever he had failed, yet he has his name on his house, and a name badge on his shirt.
Burkina Faso (?!), costumes and assault rifles
My field of view spins 180 degrees and there's a car in the middle of the road. No one in it, it's just there and it wasn't before. I'm now in some sort of disguise, but I am Andy Pont. I'm running and scaling the roof, which goes all the way down to the ground, at this moment some people appear next to the car in the road, and start shooting fully auto weapons. I'm now viewing Andy Pont's house being shot at from behind the shooters. The big name sign on the house is olbiterated. Now I'm Andy Pont, I'm hiding in a bush, convinced that my disguise and hair style change and chin surgery will mean they wont know who I am. I get dragged out of the bush and am beaten again. "This is for failing Burkina Faso" they say
(I thought Burkina Faso was a person in the dream though, yet when I woke up I knew it was a country... but in the dream it was a person). As I start to lose consciousness I look down at my shirt and see my name, and realise that's how they knew.
Weird zombie like people go after Burkina Faso people that I am now in the role of call me Susan, electronic device ends it
Now I'm in a multistorey car park, but basement level. I'm one of the Burkina Faso people, and there's just one other with me. Zombie like creatures with no arms are coming at us, and suddenly we're dragged off the ground by a rope thing. I'm swinging back and forth with my accomplice getting closer to the creatures. One turns to the other and says "Don't worry, Susan will be closer soon". My accomplice tells me to pull the pin, I take a box out from my pocket and break it in half.
In some hotel lobby that I understood as purgatory, accomplice gets two gorgeous women, I'm due to go to hell with wife
After breaking the box in half I'm in a subtly lit room, with wall lamps and red carpet, red walls, red ceiling. Accomplice says that we were too close, that it was better to end it. We're next to a woman that seems to be talking to a small group of people about someone, saying he lead a good life.
(In the dream I assumed they were talking about Andy) Accomplice says it was better that we did it than not, and that I shouldn't feel bad because he'd got his two women
(who were Vietnamese I think) and was going up. I feel stupid for ending it, and say "Suicide means I can't go with you" and my wife (??? she's Nepalese and in the dream I got the feeling that she gives off a strange taste, like when you put a 9v battery on your tongue, but it's in the air) turns up. She says that I did a good job and it was time to go down.
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That was it. Very odd, no idea where half that stuff came from but I thought it might be worth sharing? Especially since it involved Andy
as well as the following things:
