I was a girl in a large room with a sizable amount of desks. I was putting four chairs on the desks upside down, and I was mopping the floor with an old type mop with white cotton string and a wooden handle. The mop handle had a small hole in the top to fit the mop head with a nail, the bucket had a colander on one side to twist and dry the mop head and the other side to keep the mop in the soapy water. The bucket was made by ADDIS. Most of the things were made of plastic, but all the bolts and the screws were sold in paper bags. I used to work in my grandad's hardware shop when I was a teenager every Saturday, this must be where the idea came from. There was a large window which I opened onto a balcony and I started to mop the floor. It was nighttime and I was looking over New York (my grandad's shop was not in New York. It was in Mitcham). There was a large chalkboard on the wall and a kiosk but this was currently hidden from me because I was in the alcove. Instead of selling sweets, it was a purveyor of guns and bullets. It was in the U.S. where you can easily buy guns. I think it was a schoolchild who came in, about 8 years old, and his older friend was standing by the door.
I changed from the girl into the 8-year-old boy, and I looked through a book on where to find guns and bullets before buying a .44 magnum and a box of bullets. I looked up which gun to buy first. I distracted the purveyor by asking to look at the holsters. I Loaded the weapon and shot the purveyor in the back of the head. I left the money for the shells and the gun on the counter, being careful to wipe any fingerprints off the notes and coinage.
On the wall behind the counter was a clock. Where I shot the purveyor a bit of skull hit the clock and stopped it. I left the receipt on the counter, and I walked out with my friend two police officers were coming up the stairs, so we hid in the cupboard which was on the first-floor landing. When the officers had gone by we came out of the cupboard and went down the stairs. We then went into an underground multi-level car park, walked down one of the ramps, broke into a car, and drove off.
I changed into the police officer and we were trying to work out what had happened by using the time on the receipt and looking at the clock. I worked out where they lived because I changed into Batman and used my bat sense and I then changed again into the two police officers. They lived in a posh apartment block, we got the master key from reception and went up the lift to the top floor. As we had the key, we let ourselves into the apartment, but no one was there. We looked around, it was very nice with a huge lounge with two large windows open with a view of New York.
I woke up and it was 5.30AM, time for meds. I had meds and spoke to the nurse and HCA. I was quite awake and tried to remember the dream for later, I fell asleep at 6.30AM and went into the same dream. I was Batman (the old one from the T.V.series, the rubbish one). I flew in through the window and across the room to the kiosk and I dropped down to the floor and I could smell the cordite. I used my bat sense to sniff the cordite and work out where they lived and the time the gun was fired. I woke up and it was 7:30 AM, before that, we drove the car to the entrance. It was a wooden barrier that would lift up when we got a paid parking ticket. Obviously, we needed a parking ticket but we did not have one, so we drove through the barrier and smashed it. At this point, I woke up, and I talked to one of the nurses and HCA, and then I fell back asleep. I did not have any more of this dream.
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