Crazy dream..
Had a crazy dream, I deiced to write it out so I wouldn't forget.
Was driving down the highway, in like Az, guy walking and holding up a jacket that looked just like 11s. Even though I knew I just ordered my own, I decided that I needed to grab it from him. I believe that Alex and Mack were in the car and I was debating it with them. Though, he was almost holding it up as if he wanted someone to take it. As soon as I got the jacket I understood why. In the inside of the front right pocket, there was a baggie of pot and two smaller baggies which looked like some sort of white powder. I could only assume that it was cocaine. At this point, for some reason Alex and Mack were not in the car anymore and it turned into some sort of moped type of vehicle.
I stopped at a gas station. It needed gas, so I went to fill it up with gas while holding the jacket and the stuff started to slip out. I grabbed it with my hands and tried to hide it. Someone next to me asked what was in my hands and I said nothing and opened up the back seat of my car (now my vehicle changed to a four door car) and threw the bags in there. At some point I also discovered the guy’s wallet and for some reason put my bank card in there. While I’m pulling my card out of his wallet the guy and some other guy (probably the one that was suppose to grab the jacket) showed up. I told them it was all a misunderstanding and that I was sorry and would give the jacket and the drugs back to them. I told them that I wouldn’t tell anyone what was in the jacket. I then remembered that I threw the stuff in the back seat of my car. So I opened the back door and climbed in. I grabbed the two baggies and hid them inside the jacket. Once out, I handed the jacket over to the two guys.
When I finally went in to pay (which made no sense since I just swiped my card in the pump) the cashier told me that they saw. I wasn’t sure what she was talking about, then some other woman came in and said they know what just happened and the police was on their way. The scene then flashed to a smaller room with windows in the gas station that was filled with a few monitors that displayed videos from outside cameras.
I was so freaked out and didn’t know what to do. I went back outside and told the guys, they said they also heard. I knew that was getting accused of selling and really didn’t know what to do. I told the guys to say what they saw me try to find and put into the jacket was their wallet. I didn’t know what they were going to do about the actual drugs, but I made it clear that I wasn’t going to say anything about them. That I was just going to say that I was returning a jacket to my friends.
A bunch of detective type people came to the gas station and pulled each of us away into a separate room and had a separate good of detective talking to us. They just kept asking me a bunch of questions about what I was doing and what was it that I took out of my back seat and put into the jacket. I just kept telling them that I was returning my friends jacket that he left at my house and his wallet fell out in the backseat so I put it back in. They barely believed me and at one point they said something to the other detectives whom told them they already had the story and figured out what was going on. That of course scared me, but I kept saying what I was saying.
It then turned into us being on some detective or fighting against drugs reality show. There was a camera at the interview and they were all like famous cops. At one point, one of them said they were just going to skip ahead and get to the bottom of this and looked me in the eyes and kept asking me if I sold drugs. Of course each time I said no and I really wasn’t, but it seemed that I did whatever people do when they are actually lying so the person kept saying that I wans’t telling the truth. I told them to search my car and me. The funny thing was, they never would.
Finally they let all of us go. Next thing I know the three of us are in some sort of train and I’m about to talk about what happened and the one guy points up, it seemed that there was some undercover cops sitting above us in the train and listening to what we were saying. Everyplace I went that day there was some of them, just following us and me around to try and hear us say something about selling drugs. I went back home, which was where I lived in Az and I wanted to tell Mack and Alex about what actually happened, but even then I saw some van down the road and knew they were somehow listening to us inside the house. I was trying to figure out a way to tell them without actually, I knew that our internet would be tapped the same with the phone lines.
Then I woke up.
Was driving down the highway, in like Az, guy walking and holding up a jacket that looked just like 11s. Even though I knew I just ordered my own, I decided that I needed to grab it from him. I believe that Alex and Mack were in the car and I was debating it with them. Though, he was almost holding it up as if he wanted someone to take it. As soon as I got the jacket I understood why. In the inside of the front right pocket, there was a baggie of pot and two smaller baggies which looked like some sort of white powder. I could only assume that it was cocaine. At this point, for some reason Alex and Mack were not in the car anymore and it turned into some sort of moped type of vehicle.
I stopped at a gas station. It needed gas, so I went to fill it up with gas while holding the jacket and the stuff started to slip out. I grabbed it with my hands and tried to hide it. Someone next to me asked what was in my hands and I said nothing and opened up the back seat of my car (now my vehicle changed to a four door car) and threw the bags in there. At some point I also discovered the guy’s wallet and for some reason put my bank card in there. While I’m pulling my card out of his wallet the guy and some other guy (probably the one that was suppose to grab the jacket) showed up. I told them it was all a misunderstanding and that I was sorry and would give the jacket and the drugs back to them. I told them that I wouldn’t tell anyone what was in the jacket. I then remembered that I threw the stuff in the back seat of my car. So I opened the back door and climbed in. I grabbed the two baggies and hid them inside the jacket. Once out, I handed the jacket over to the two guys.
When I finally went in to pay (which made no sense since I just swiped my card in the pump) the cashier told me that they saw. I wasn’t sure what she was talking about, then some other woman came in and said they know what just happened and the police was on their way. The scene then flashed to a smaller room with windows in the gas station that was filled with a few monitors that displayed videos from outside cameras.
I was so freaked out and didn’t know what to do. I went back outside and told the guys, they said they also heard. I knew that was getting accused of selling and really didn’t know what to do. I told the guys to say what they saw me try to find and put into the jacket was their wallet. I didn’t know what they were going to do about the actual drugs, but I made it clear that I wasn’t going to say anything about them. That I was just going to say that I was returning a jacket to my friends.
A bunch of detective type people came to the gas station and pulled each of us away into a separate room and had a separate good of detective talking to us. They just kept asking me a bunch of questions about what I was doing and what was it that I took out of my back seat and put into the jacket. I just kept telling them that I was returning my friends jacket that he left at my house and his wallet fell out in the backseat so I put it back in. They barely believed me and at one point they said something to the other detectives whom told them they already had the story and figured out what was going on. That of course scared me, but I kept saying what I was saying.
It then turned into us being on some detective or fighting against drugs reality show. There was a camera at the interview and they were all like famous cops. At one point, one of them said they were just going to skip ahead and get to the bottom of this and looked me in the eyes and kept asking me if I sold drugs. Of course each time I said no and I really wasn’t, but it seemed that I did whatever people do when they are actually lying so the person kept saying that I wans’t telling the truth. I told them to search my car and me. The funny thing was, they never would.
Finally they let all of us go. Next thing I know the three of us are in some sort of train and I’m about to talk about what happened and the one guy points up, it seemed that there was some undercover cops sitting above us in the train and listening to what we were saying. Everyplace I went that day there was some of them, just following us and me around to try and hear us say something about selling drugs. I went back home, which was where I lived in Az and I wanted to tell Mack and Alex about what actually happened, but even then I saw some van down the road and knew they were somehow listening to us inside the house. I was trying to figure out a way to tell them without actually, I knew that our internet would be tapped the same with the phone lines.
Then I woke up.