I had a dream, I was staying and living in a kind of dormitory
or something. Apparently I was a new police officer. But in my
dream, that dorm was not a police dorm, it was like a mixed
students dorm. And at that dorm, a crime had happened. I think a
murder took place. Although this instance was short in my dream,
there was not much gory or violence, it was just a short mention,
like a brief CSI introduction.
After that I notice something as I was walking around in the
dorm and maybe took a shower, I notice a few things a bit off with
one of the residents there. I suspected he was involved in the
crime.
Then after a while I tagged him and investigated him, and also
shared my concerns with another policeman. I remember my policeman
friend, he is rather short and well built.
After a while one time we were following this suspect as he was
walking outside, heading somewhere. Then we made the decision to
arrest him. There was a brief struggle. I remember pulling out my
gun, it was small, a kind of a small gun. And the suspect also
pulled out his gun, another small gun. But no shots were fired, in
fact I was thinking and saying to my friend, look, this is the
proof, he must be the criminal.
But one thing we were doing, was to look for bullets, because
his gun has no bullets in it. But then I remember we found bits and
pieces of something like allumunium or iron, and melted iron, and
finally a round iron, like an ancient bullet, and finally we said,
aha, finally we found the bullets, ok we have enough evidence.
Then the 3 of us are back in the dorm. I remember something like
a shower queue and I said to my policeman friend, who had just
finished his bath, hey, lets arrest and take the suspect to police
headquarters. He said ok. So we looked for the suspect who was in
shower queue and said, hey come with us, we are arresting you. He
said some things which I forgot now, and seem to be mildly
reluctant, then I handcuffed him. I took out a handcuff and
handcuff him.
Then we were at police station. There was a kind of
interrogation room, and me and my policeman friend were explaining
to the interviewer about our findings and produced the evidence,
the gun and the weird bullets.
But at that time maybe I was already half-awake from my dream, I
remember thinking to myself, this is irrational, what kind of
bullets are these, these look like melted iron from solder work. I
must be having a silly dream, the police interrogators there at HQ
would not be believing me, I made a mistake, this is a little
disappointing, I thought I had a solid case and I have proven
myself as a good new police officer.
Then after that....mmm....yaa....more or less...this is my
dream....I missed a few bits and pieces but roughly that was how my
dream went....
I didnt know I was so interested to become a policeman
subconsciously.....lol
Meat Pao
