In my dream I was back home and my family was having a party in the backyard. I was at the next door neighbor's house in their backyard, and I could see the party at my house very clearly. There was a cop car in my backyard for some reason, and nothing looked the same as it does in real life. I was having some kind of a fake robbery at the neighbor's house and I had a fake gun. My family was there with me, and I shot the gun which attracted the attention of the police and pretty soon there were 3 or 4 cop cars there. I threw the gun into the bushes but they found it and I remember being worried that my finger prints were on it. But my family wasn't too concerned because none of it was real. The cops took me, but they didn't put me in handcuffs. The man arresting me was a student at Carnegie Mellon and he took me to a fast food restaurant because I was hungry. That's the last thing I remember.
