Bad Dreams!

The one with Mike and I...we were gathered with a bunch of others. We were all around our cars in a desert area waiting for something. Everyone was armed and the cars were all fully stocked. We were running from something. I remember Mike and I had shoulder harness's and almost a modern cowboy attire. Shrug. Then we heard someone scream and we all jumped in out cars and took off towards the scream. Mike was driving and I was riding shotgun...literally.

The next one, it was Laura and I. We were running out of a building, not being chased, but running like there was no tomorrow. Again, I was armed...small handgun I think and she had a knife she grabbed off the table. There were people scattered around, and we grabbed the first car we saw. It was an older corvette. She started driving...we were trying to get to out parents places. I remember her stopping for gas and the station had no one in it...just empty. We filled up the tank, grabbed some drinks and food and headed back on the road...again...another desert scene.

The third dream (which I woke up totally freaked out) was Dad dropping me off at my house...apparently it wasn't really dad. After he dropped me off, he decided to come up and visit. He started acting weird, and I eventually asked him to leave because he was irritating me...he then lunged at me and put his hand over my mouth and nose. I remember in the dream biting his hand...I distinctly remember feeling my teeth cut through the meaty part of his palm until I hit bone. He pulled away...I spun around and he looked seriously messed up...he attacked me again...and again I ended up biting him...this time his forearm ... and again.. the feeling of my teeth cutting through his arm until I hit bone. I woke up freaked out and convinced that I was still dreaming and that he was going to pull me off the bed.