Dreamy Days

short...
nice and weird dream about Scully & Moulder tracking some guy that lived in filth. Scully found him, but was knocked out and found herself awakening on the floor of his living room surrounded by garbage, and underneath a large, old mattress. She manages to fight her up, but is backed into a corner room where peril was surely going to befall her when she kicked the guy and slammed the door and then went out a window. As she walked by another window, she was upset and decided it would be nice to piss him off by breaker the little squares that made up the entire window. As she tried to do this, she was too weak to actually break the glass. She tried to pick up hard objects and break it but this was not happening either. She makes it out to the main street and finds a police car.

JUMP

Now I'm on the run somewhere. There are different age kids in their teens all around me. A guy & a girl who are obviously a couple. We seem to be somewhere that we're not supposed to be. Sure enough, police start to arrive; but looks like FBI because they have suits & ties on. We are frisked, sprayed with some type of "revealing liquid." After a while they shine some type of flashing beam on us to reveal whatever was on us. I think they were looking a sign of sex being had. So I make it easy on the guy and say, well of course I'm going to have signs, I jacked off before I went out tonight and it hit me on the face.

END DREAM
(And no...I didn't watch X-Files last night or any night this week. I didn't have sex last night or any night this week. I just have some weird-ass dreams)