I know you're busy right now, but I'm just going to leave my dream here and maybe when you have enough time you can take a look. Also, if anybody has any ideas, feel free to pitch in
The dream starts with me, my sister and my mother on vacation, at a seaside resort. My mom has to leave early, so we take her to the airport, which is on the seashore. As we watch our mom's plane and another plane take off, we suddenly observe both planes falling into the ocean. It doesn't look really bad, the planes sort of glided into the sea, so my sis and I head for the hills, where our house is, to make some phone calls to the hospital, police and such.
As we enter our apartment, I look out the window and notice a helicopter heading for our house, so I jump behind a couch as the helicopter starts shooting at us. I head for the other room to get my sister, grab her and kick some furniture to hide behind, but it's no use, so we run outside, where my mom, my dad (who, in real life, died recently of cancer) and my aunt (mom's twin sister) are waiting for us. Not only them, but everybody from the city is outside, waiting.
They tell us that the planes were highjacked and that everybody was ordered to return to their hometowns and houses by the new occupiers.
We find out that dad never had cancer, he was actually drained by these aliens which he calls "mosquitoes". He also never died, but was taken by the aliens, which pray on human energy to live.
As we all reach our apartment building at home, waiting for the aliens to arrive and do what they please with us, dad looks at me, laughs and asks me: "Don't you want to be his? Don't you want to belong to one of the mosquitoes?" And here we are, ready to be drained.
So that was is, it was pretty scary and really vivid, the action was very very coherent. I don't know, it felt kind of depressing to have a nightmare about someone who passed away. Usually you get to see them in your dreams and get to talk or interact, but this scenario was really grim.
Thanks for listening and good luck,