this is very recent, from only two nights ago. I have not had a dream like it before. This dream has visuals, but no sound or feelings.
I am siting down. Suddenly there is an explosion and my face is bleeding from shards of shattered DVD material. It has come from my stack of disks I used for backups that has been hit by a bullet. So I stop and have a look around. I am in a strange place. There are two other people there, in this place. I do not know who they are, but it correct that they are there. They help.
We go over the cause of events. I was sitting in a terrace house, in the kitchen. The house is painted a soft pink with a little hint of peach. We leave the scene and head up to the front of the house. There is a street at the front and a lane at the back. At the front of the house is a 10 foot high brick wall and then a foot path. The road is a local street. We watch a man with a shot gun sneak past the house and then around the lane-ways to the back.
Then I wake up.