Dreamt that I kept running into cops who would stop me and get all up in my face and coax me into getting physical with them so that they could beat me up and arrest me. Which sometimes happened, and sometimes I'd try to run, but I'd end up having trouble getting through a doorway or something and that would slow me down and then they'd catch up. When I got home (to my parents' house) I was complaining about it to my mom, but she didn't believe that it was as much a problem as I was making it out to be. Heather believed me, though.

In a later part I was at a bar with Ben and his friends for a party. We were moving on to another place, maybe his house, but I hadn't finished my drink. I was thinking of pouring it into a bottle and taking it with me, but I was hesitant to do anything even vaguely illegal like that due to my trouble with the cops.

In the last part I was in a multi-building complex, maybe inspired by Vilas hall. They were connected through the basements. Someone wanted me to watch their kid, but I was escaping from this responsibility by running through the basement corridors. It was kind of a twisty labyrinth, with ramps and staircases and doors between different sections, and after passing through a few doors I figured I had probably lost whoever it was I didn't want to find me. I think the ends of the basement labyrinth connected by another, more straightforward route, too.