I was doing an autopsy on a guy. I was part of some sort of criminal gang.
I went to sleep in the autopsy room.
The guy woke up, from the dead.
He started feeling me up. I resisted at first, I said, no, you have a girlfriend.
But we had sex. He took me from behind. He came. I wasn’t ‘finished’ so was playing with myself and he said “Do you want me to rub my c*** on your c***.” (I don’t know why I’m bothering with the asterisks lol.) So he did. And I came.
Then his girlfriend who was in the room too woke up. I was going to go with them (we were criminals on the run) but decided to stay at home with my mum. I made sure I had my passport with me.
Then I was sick in the toilet.
Prior to that I was hiding from my sister. For some reason she was going to kill me. I ran into a pub / bar where people were dancing, took my t-shirt off and started to dance with some other people on the podium. All the while looking anxiously to see if my sister would come in the door. She did. I escaped. Then I climbed up onto a window ledge and hoped she would walk past in the street below and not notice me. I was utterly terrified.
Before that there was a dream about a changing room, like in a swimming pool, with lockers. And Jen from Hollyoaks was there.