This dream has cross-sexuality law enforcement infidelity followed by near-death hallucinations and a cliff hanger of an ending. A warning to our listeners that it may not be suitable for younger children or people with any physics background.
First/also the main characters come straight out of Continuum which I watched a few too many episodes of last night. This yet-another cops and robbers drama series features a female lead who has been dragged from her job as a Protector (read: cop) in 2077 into present day Vancouver by a giant time travel fusion reaction set off by seven convicted terrorists eager to escape their executions and start a revolution in the past. To achieve her personal goal of hunting down the terrorists and finding a way home to her husband and son, she poses as an American special agent and gets paired with Carlos, a hunky Vancouver cop.
IN my dream the Continuum girl cop is a lesbian. I'll call her Cameron because her first name, Kiera, makes that premise entirely implausible. Cameron is at a Chinese buffet with the beautiful but married Carlos, in a seedy part of town. They are discussing an accidental kiss the previous night. As they enumerate all the reasons why it will never happen again, their bodies come closer and closer, till the upholstery seems ready to catch on fire. Finally they give in and start kissing passionately in the cheap vinyl booth of the restaurant.
The transgressive make out session serves to dull their cop senses; as they exit the restaurant, they are confronted by seven gaunt, wiry, desperados easily identified as TV criminals by their disheveled clothing, distinctive creepy features, and piercing eyes.
The male cop attempts to reason with them - he explains the two of them are police officers and it will bring trouble down upon them if they "do anything crazy" but the ruffians seem unmoved. The girl cop palms her futuristic weapon and a firefight ensues. In the chaos Carlos and Cameron are separated. Carlos is shot through the chest and begins to bleed out. He is on the verge of consciousness when Cameron finds him and begins applying pressure.
As he lies dying, Carlos re-experiences the night's events in a vivid, hallucinatory and benign series. First he is inside of a nest made of turquoise and royal blue yarn interwoven with twigs. Cameron is there. The criminals are the hatching eggs, their siblings.
My dream ends after Cameron has requested an ambulance, called in "officer down" and continued to do her level best to keep Carlos from dying, but before help can arrive.
On TV he'd live, most likely. Unless it was the sort of show where the main characters are allowed to die and get replaced by more unrealistically beautiful actors. In real life he'd certainly die. By getting shot in my dream and failing to die before I woke up, Carlos gets to exist in that between place, an ever-unresolved purgatory. Dreams have rarely if ever a real sequel. I doubt I'll be seeing him again.
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