The Long Leg of the Law

Date: 9/18/2017

The first part of the dream was random, barely connected scenes about a Leverage movie. There was also something about a man with three children who's gifted older daughter was missing/kidnapped The exciting stuff starts when I'm walking down this long hallway with doors to offices in either side. My cellphone rang and I picked it up to hear a man's voice providing whoever was on the other side of the phone an introduction. "She's never met a case she couldn't solve! Abby is one of the agency's very best; you're in good hands!" Meanwhile the lucid dreamer part of me laughed quietly in my head, "you have no idea what you're doing!" "This is the detective speaking," I spoke professionally into the phone. "I need your help," a panicked man was telling me. "I'm on this airplane and the man who's next to me..... well something is wrong!" He was speaking in a hushed tone and I knew he was in the plane bathroom. The caller was describing how the other passenger was mumbling and something about sensing negative energy. I knew that my agency dealt dealt with strange, indescribable occurrences, but this was too much. I was trying to find a way to politely explain to him that this was a waste of my time when suddenly I was the caller on the plane. I was sitting next to the stranger and I was so afraid, I was afraid to show I was afraid. When he stood up, I impulsively stood up as well as a handful of other passengers. I left my seat to squeeze into someone else's chair while they were standing. Then the real owner of the chair turned out to be one of my friends so I went back to my seat. When I was back to myself in my office, I realized the weirdo on the plane was a lot like an unsub described in my other dream/case about the missing daughter. The dream shifted to me and my partner (a close, tall friend of mine IRL) searching through this parking garage. I got separated from him and ran into the stranger. "Freeze!" I shouted, aiming my sidearm. The man in the brown leather jacket smiled and told me to stop talking. Instantly my mouth felt glued and I dropped my weapon. Still smirking, he sauntered over to me and riPPED ME ThE FUCK IN HALF. There was no blood tho ┌( ಠ_ಠ)┘ So he picked me up and ran off to this staircase. At the landing there was the girl we were looking for. She had no arms. Apparently he disabled his women. As he was trying to drag both of us up the stairs he said, "oh yeah, I'm gonna fuck you so hard when we get to my room." I glaced at my body that ended at my waist, "I have no vagina." I pointed out matter-of-factly. "That's not your only hole." I licked my lips, suddenly very concerned for my well being, "oh.....fuck." Then I yanked the other girl out of her hands and pushed her down the few stairs we had climbed. "Run!" I screamed, "Go before he tells you not to!" (there was also a spoon involved lol) I watched her struggle to get up and run with no arms. All I could think about was that it took us WAY too long to find her. Who knows what she had to go through while I was in my office on the verge of dismissing my best lead. Cursing, the creepo proceeded to drag me upstairs. In the dream, it was the last of his Killgrave powers. "Hey!" I'd never been more happy to hear my buddy's voice. "Drop the girl!" There was a gunshot. The unsub dropped me and sprinted. Instead of leaving me, my partner literally threw me up the landings before using his impossibly long legs to run up to me and continue to throw me after him. On the top floor we reached his apartment and I was thrown through the door, square at the mans chest.