Dreams 12/21

Dreamt I was in my car driving down a steep cobblestone road when a man was motioning that I had to turn around. There was a lot of hub bub and they had closed a metal gate blocking the way. Another motorist told me there was a dead woman and paramedic up ahead. I could see a man splayed across the street. Suddenly some kid in a red flannel shirt was driving my car. He was white with sandy hair and a pinkish complexion. He might've been one of my former students only I had never seen him in the waking world. He had a weak chin. Somehow as only happens in dreams I knew he was the killer, only now, he seemed to be dead. I was trying to get some help, but nobody was paying attention when I began to push my car up the hill. Then, my car was an empty dolly that I was pulling. I thought I was imagining all of this, and continued pulling it when some tall woman with long curly hair told me, "That's not your car," I think she was a trannie. Anyways, she was doing something odd with a white seat and electrical plug. I said, that wasn't my seat, either, when I spotted my car at the bottom of the hill, complete with my very real, Faeries Exist, sticker. I came upon it, and started to push again when the boy woke. Again, I tried to get help. This time others came, and I told them, "Look! He isn't dead!" I yanked him out of my car and threw him on to the street. Now, I was finally back in the driver's seat, only could not find my keys. The punk started wailing rocks at my car when I woke myself.