Strange dream, bad guy.

This night I can remember up to 9 dreams, and it's too much for my head to keep in memory, so I'll write down the 5 or 6 dreams that was simply the same story divided by 5 or 6 wake-ups or something.

I was downtown and went around in some weird stores. I was about to go home, and I asked some random kids if they could drive me to the hospital... I'd never do that. Anyway, at the hospital our car was, so I could take the car and drive home.

I was still in the parking lot, there were a lot of cars and some people walking, and I was trying to drive out. While I was driving slowly at walking speed to find a way out of there, a man walked next to my car (well, my parents' but I was the only one in it.. I don't have a driver's license in real life by the way). He raised suspicion immediately, and made me think of people who rob your car while you're actually driving at slow speeds. He opened the front door on the opposite side of me and did some small hand movements towards a backpack in the front seat. I said "Hey! What are you doing?!" or something and looked for the gas pedal, as I obviously don't even know how to drive a car. The car went forward and bumped into some other cars infront of me, but I didn't care, I wanted to get out of there. It didn't look like he had got hold of anything, but he was still coming for the car, and I tried to steer the car away from him and looked for an exit. Eventually he had opened the same door again, and told me he had my ID and my driver's license. In this dream they seemed to have a VERY big value, and I'm sure they do. This guy obviously just wanted to ruin something for me. He stepped a bit away from the car, and I stopped it. I was very upset and told him to give back my stuff. In his other hand he held something that was supposed to be a diamond of some sort, and I got the impression he intended to swap my ID and driver's license for that diamond. But I was like.. "no, give back my stuff!". A little unclear part here, but I did also get the impression that he was just tricking and stealing more and was not gonna give me that diamond thing he had, as if I would even care about that... wasn't my fault anyway, I'd just have to tell my parents a man stole these things.

I woke up, very upset, feeling it in my stomach. I thought of the man and was angry with him, even though I knew it was just a dream. A bit after, I fell asleep again, and the dream continued.
At some point I had told my parents about it, and in the evening my dad got a phonecall. It seemed like someone who intended to help him, because they knew he was in danger, now that this man that had stolen the stuff knew where we lived and our phone number and names etc. At the end of the conversation they had, which I couldn't hear completely, I started to realize and fear that it was the same man that was calling my dad and trying to set us up. Some time either while I was dreaming or when I woke up sometimes, a name came to me, for this man. I can't remember the name anymore. Actually there was one name, a bit weird, and another name came later that sounded a bit shorter and cooler in a way. Anyway, I told my parents in the dream that "what if it's the guy?" about the phonecall, and they suspected the same. I can't remember the conclusion, but we were in danger.

In the next part of the dream, me and my parents walked down a road from our area that leads to the town. We were talking about the guy, and at some point my mom said to my dad "behind you", and we turned around and saw a police car with lights flashing on the rooftop. I could see the face of the same man in the car, and in my head I went through all the swear words I knew. I moved away from the car as it stopped and went for my parents. But then I started walking towards the car, facing my destiny sort of, cause I knew he would follow me afterwards and do whatever he was gonna do. To my surprise though, he only put handcuffs on them and drove away, left them like that. They could walk and all, but he had put handcuffs on their hands. Silly man. How stupid. I got the impression he had dressed like a police man and was gonna do a big crime next. I got to my parents, and we walked downtown to the police office. There we told some police guys about it, and they had to enter a room with prisoners it seemed, nicely behaving, but misformed prisoners in a small room. They came out and I guess released my parents from the handcuffs.

I dreamed more after waking up every time, and eventually we were back at our house. Now the dream tension went from scary and threatening to silly and careless. We were in our garage and something made the guy die. We were relieved, because we thought he was gonna kill us and all. So when he dead, a little worm or bug crawled out of a hole in his finger or something (Team America huh?) and it was him, trying to escape. That is the only bug in my life I've ever wanted to step on, but it was too hard, as if made of metal. At some point the bug was a slimy worm crawling through the gravel outside of our garage, followed by something unclear I can't remember. I do remember, though, that this guy was himself again, at our garage and my mom stood on a stool with something blackish on it. The guy said "nooo! You're standing on the very thing that keeps me alive", when I heard that my mom went off it, and I tossed the stool down from where we stood, as if that would do the trick. I also collected all that black stuff from around there, which I assumed was keeping him alive. Ok, now this dream had a major turn, and it's plain silly. Stupid. I guess he was at my mercy while I had this black stuff in my hands, and were now down by the house. I had rubbed all that black stuff on my chest and stomach as me and him pretended that it was hair that I pulled off. I don't know, I don't know...! He was certainly not a danger anymore, and when I woke up after that, I didn't get anymore of the dreams in that series. I did get other dreams though, but not something worth writing down here, I feel.