I was with a girl, she had a culture where when you have a birthday in ur dreams and loved ones go to a sight where its like a graveyard but its actually where you were born (not literally but spiritually of that makes sense) and at these sights are stones of people who believe in this religion, and on their birthday friends/family gift you stuff on the statue. I was at school or something? And me and her were eating and she invited me over to the place, I felt honored! But she told me to use my utensils as a gift??? Idk why,,, anyway we over and found her statue thing and there were 3 slots, 1 for birthday, 1 for holiday and 1 for something else? I dont remember. I placed the gift on the birthday holder and we stood in silence while she prayed.
Hmm dream switch? I dont remember where I was specifically but I was given an option of choosing a movie? Ok, then there was a debate about the movies, and soon I ended up in my bed except it was completely covered with clothes and items,, but it was actually pretty comfy. Next dream, the beginning is blurry so bear with me, I somehow found out about a kidnapping near by and ig I was a detective or something so I went to this house with my colleagues and grabbed a few possible men to know what is happening or if they can help, we went to a basement and the guys starting making fun of me (why) and they were given food to which they shared with each other and one guy hesitantly gave me a hard boiled egg, I thanked him and took a bite. Colleague explained whats going on. We soon arrived at the kids house and talked to the parent(s)? I went upstairs to a room and saw a TV and it was playing as usual but it was giving hidden messages and at the end of talking the speaker was stuck at ,U, so all I heard now was "uuuuuuuuuuu". there was also a lady that looks like she was form the 50s here. And during this for some reason I got a flashback and the boy who was kidnapped was in his room and starting panicking about something (I forgot? Maybe he saw someone outside or his mom did something) but he tripped over a bunny stuffed toy and its head was to reveal a gun? And the kid was like ?! the mom quickly hugged him and reassured everything was going to be ok, but the gun ended up killing her somehow,, kid naturally was once again freaking. Kid got trauma now. Now Im not sure when or how but we were in a car chase to a white van at night, there was another car with colleagues. We chased for awhile, taking turns n stuff, soon our colleagues car tried to slam into kidnappers, the kidnapper car stopped and we all pulled over to what was happening, the kidnapper stepped out of the car to reveal it was his DAD?? He admitted defeat but before anyone did anything one of our colleagues takes out a gun and tries to shoot him. Apparently our colleague had bad blood with the dad for years, and in fact the dad was NOT the kidnapper nor killer, it was our colleague (what is happening) It was all a set up. For some reason now my perspective changed and now im the dad. I ran away behind the house avoiding getting shot at, soon i was followed and I was avoiding the gun shots, ALL the gun shots, the guy ran out of bullets and more police arrived and arrested him. Wow.