The entire first half of the dream consisted of me driving down A1A. Pete, a friend of mine, was following me in a light teal-colored car. I have no clue where we were going.
One strange thing about this dream is that I was never sure if it was night or day. It changed every few minutes.
After a long period of driving, a red truck somehow forced Pete to pull off onto a side road. I wanted him to catch up with me (I guess I was leading him somewhere), so I pulled down a little street and circled the block and then got back onto the main road. Pete was nowhere to be found.
The next thing I knew, I was driving down Beach Avenue, near my grandmother's house. There was a parking lot to my right, which does not exist in real life. I noticed a large group of people in the parking lot, and there were police cars, so I decided to see what was going on.
I parked my car and walked through the parking lot. There was a girl lying on the ground, and two girls with dogs on leashes standing next to her. I later learned that the girl on the ground had been attacked by one of these dogs.
I wandered around for awhile, lost in the darkness. I noticed that one of the aforementioned dogs was a rottweiler. I happen to love rottweilers, so I began petting this one.
Without warning, the rottweiler clamped his mouth around my wrist. He wasn't really biting me, just holding very tightly. I tried to move my arm but it wouldn't budge.
Right before I woke up, the last thing I remember is my anticipating the dog attacking me.
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