Paul and I are younger. We drive to a place in the Minnetonka Lake area. Paul is driving. The clouds are beautiful. They “shoot light” from their tops. I try to get a photo, but cannot. We get to a person’s house to pick up something from the guy’s father that Paul knew in the past. It is made of cloth, but I don’t know what it is. The guy knows who Paul is. We stay for awhile. The guy, years ago, when he was in Bali was bitten on the face by a shark. He has a scare. A woman is around. She rolls across the floor for her exercise. The guy’s wife is around and is nice.
Then I see a small dog and a girl about 12-13 years old. I recognize the dog from my previous dream where I was working at a school and the dog was there. The girl explains that the dog belongs to a guy who is out of town and she/they are taking care of it. I feel sorry for the dog. It is a sweet dog.
Then Paul is gone. It is night. I go outside and look for the car and it is gone. Everyone runs around, looking for a phone to call him. I look in my purse and I do not have my cell phone. Someone does and calls Paul. He comes back. I tell the man with the shark bite that Paul has memory issues. Paul is driving a convertible and has put the top down.
We drive awaay and then stop in Mound. We see these garish, run down apartments that are about 3-4 stories high. We stop at a party There is a guy’s daughter who made and plays this instrument that has these white tubes. I go to look for Paul. Again he is gone. Tow guys come and start to rape me. I wake up. A nightmare!