Randomosity

The first - I am on a military base, it feels close to home (Trenton?). Dark jets with the markings of the Royal Air Force fly past bombing as they go. There is confusion, nobody seems to understand why we are being attacked by someone that we think is one of our closest allies. Their attack devestates the base and there is minimal resistance because we are unsure whether or not we are supposed to fight back. *blank*

The second - It is dark and raining; a heavy and severe rain where the raindrops are visible to me more as long pins than as soft droplets. I am leaning over a steep rocky cliff which overlooks some large body of water (an ocean?), the water is rough and there are stones at the bottom. I look down and see that there is something soft, rounded and not dark like everything else around; it is a soft and clean white (I cannot now say what it was). At the time I had a feeling that whatever (whoever?) it was, it was something that I wanted and was discontent with it being nearly at the bottom of the cliff. *blank*

The third - It is daylight, there is a large black dog chasing me, it bites my arm and holds on. We fight, I strike it but it doesn't release me, it continues to attack and hold my hand in its jaws. *blank* I am now in a nearby room where my friends are, the dog is with me but it is now calm and friendly; my wrist is still hurting from the bites. *blank*

The forth - It is daylight, and I am walking on the sidewalk of a very wide but empty street; there are large fields on my side of the street, I don't know what's on the other side. By chance I am walking in the same direction as some girl, I only see her from behind but I have no feeling of knowing her; I feel awkward because I think she might think that I'm following her although I know I am not. I see a good male friend of mine walking near me; we are not walking together and he does not see me. She starts to jog lightly, just as my friend starts to jog lightly; I join because I want to make sure that he is not trying to follow her. Our light jogs turn into a full sprint. *blank* We three are in a dark alleyway, confused; she might be frightened, might not. *blank* She is gone and so is my friend; two male friends of hers are with me in the alley though and are unhappy with me for following her, they try to assault me but I quickly win the fight. *blank*