Strange have my dreams been of late

I am asleep on an old green leather sofa in a libary in a small house that is bigger than it seems. When there is an almighty banging at the front door. I get up and sleeply open the huge door to find a man that I do not know covered in blood, as he falls into my arms I realise that it is his own blood that he is soaked in.

Helping into the house I sit him down and attempt to clean up his wounds, he will not tell me where they came from nor will he let me clean him up.

'All I want to do is die in your arms, if that is alright with you.'

It is at this point a see that he is a character from '24'. He seems to have died in my arms so I lay him down and cover up his lifeless body with a sheet. Upon which I go to bed. I am woken the following morning by a noise in the kitchen, (Even though it is not my house and I still have no idea where I am or why I am there, I still know he noise is coming from the kitchen) So I pick up my spring trigger loading metal bow and arrow and make my way down the stairs to find the dead man showered and making my breakfast.

'I feel better now.'


This dream stops and the next one begins, I am in a shoe shop with about five friends that I have never seen before in dream or reality except for the dead man from the previous dream. We are looking for something that should not be there, but end up trying shoes on, I am looking for some cowboy boots and mine are wore out. I try on some very nice knee high boots that lace up the side (much like a pair I have as a teenager, only they were odd, because one was brown and one was black, and yes I did buy them that way) anyway the lacing on there ever growing pretty shoes started at the ankle as below that they had a heel and a toe part but the mid section on the foot was exposed.

We never did find what we were looking for.