My friend Arthur who slept over the night before had an alarm that was like a beautiful song. Some time late at night I remember a woman’s screams coming from a neighboring apartment on multiple occasions. The dream starts strange. In some sort of underground home/bus…RMZ i-style was there and then other bboys were there in some dark house hideaway…there was a jam of some sort? They were coming to the US to represent, one of the first crews… somehow Claire was there and we started arguing about our problems (which were based on a true story) and Im not sure how she ended up fading away and this became centralized around Emily but it did. I don’t remember what happened in between there and when I saw Emily and things were just all bad but I remember her going back to her home, going into her home and starting the momentum of closing the door behind her. There was a blue light coming from the inside of her home, she was playing electronic music pulsating with bass, the door slowly started to close and just as it was about to shut, an older fatter white man (similar looking to professor curr) grabbed the door and entered the house. Somehow I could hear and see him say, “my name is notorious rapist (or something along those lines) and he proceeded to advance on her. I bolted into the house and began to fight the guy off of her. While he was momentarily down I tried calling 911 and managed to get a hold of someone but they told me apologetically that they could not come to help and that I was on my own. pCurr fled the scene and at some point before or after that event I had flipped up his old school station wagon beetle rusty light blue type looking car upside down. I can’t remember how but then friends started coming to help me because I knew that pCurr would be back. There was one event where he’d kidnapped Bryan Shieh and had his backpack standing in front of emily’s house. I remember seeing from emily’s porch sam oh behind a fence to my right looking trapped or caught by pCurr. I ran past pCurr and evaded his attacks to find sam, who was in fact not captured, and rode away on his bike accompanied by another female friend saying as he rode down into the horizon, “you’re on your own”. Fast forward again and now my friend and I are fighting pCurr and his minions but they have guns and we’re unarmed. I remember winning the fight and defeating them but I got shot. I wasn’t just shot once but multiple times by these smaller razor-type bullets that stung deep and made a crescent shape around my right breast. I remember lifting my shirt up and looking at where I’d been shot. There was no blood but that section of my flesh looked analogous to contorted intestines. After defeating pCurr and his minions everyone was ecstatic in celebration, only the pain in my chest stung deeper. We went to some kind of restaurant, the walls were all white, and its entrance was somehow connected to a hospital. I remember them all wanting to take a picture together and I told them that I did not think that right now was the right time as my chest was really starting to hurt. I walked towards the hospital.// I woke up clutching my chest. and jesse's bike was stolen from our apartment.