My Dad's car parked on this hill running down to and alongside the sea and I ran down to it and my Dad was dead in passenger seat and the killer was in drivers seat and I sat in the back then realized what had happened but the guy grabbed me and was trying to shoot my neck but kept hitting me in the arm but I turned it against him and he died and ran up the hill, then my step mum was there saying 'take the good path or the bad path' and the good one was all gloomy and the bad one looked sunny so I took the bad on and I was at the top of the hill, and it was overhanging the sea and a helicopter came and that's all I remember.
And my Dad and his car in the dream both looked bothing like they do in real life.
Other dream I had that night was me in a big house, which I harly remember apart from the big house bit, my lying down making out with some blonde girl under a parasol, and me in a huge pick n mix in Tescos or something where you could put caramel sauce nd chocolate brownies in your bag.
