Dream Journal
I am standing on a sidewalk with two male friends. We are dressed in dark colors while the afternoon is bright and sunny. A woman walks by and one of my companions hits her on the head with a flat, square rock shaped like a book. She is knocked unconscious.
He walks closer to her and shoots her twice in the back. I run across the street to a home (it looks like a nice neighborhood) so that I could call 911, but the lady in the house already had called the police. I looked out her dining room window and see that my two friends were gone and so was the lady.
I ran back outside and saw them carrying her between them almost a half mile away. I saw that they were heading out of town, not toward police where she needed to go. There were a lot of people on the sidewalk, and I bumped into Izzy. I said hi and told him that I needed to catch up with someone ahead of us.
I heard sirens coming from the opposite direction and realized that town was the opposite direction than where I thought it was - my companions were bringing the woman to the town.
I ran as fast as I could to catch up with them, but then I couldn’t find them. I spent hours wandering through downtown Homer.