Confinement/Crash

 I had both of these dreams the night before, but I am writing them down now.

In the first, my fiancee and I were walking along a street as she was taking me somewhere.  As we walked, she climbed over a railing on the side of the road with a drop on the other side and asked me to follow, but when she got to the bottom, she kept on walking and didn't stop to wait for me. I climbed over the side and realised the drop was much further than I first thought but just about managed to make it and keep up with her. 

The same thing happened moments later, only this time the drop was further and by the time I'd made it, she was nowhere to be found.  I ran along the street looking for her but she wasn't there.  I ended up in a building that looked like a school and waded through small crowds of people.  As I walked, the walls in the corridors started closing in until the gap was too small for me to walk though.  I consequently turned around to head back but now there was a wall behind me and I was trapped. I started crying out in my sleep and my fiancee woke me up.

In the second dream, I was walking along a road at night and as I went to cross it, I saw a van flip and roll with a sickening crash.  I ran out of the way so I wouldn't get caught up in it then reached for my phone to call emergency services as the van was a wreck, and I feared that whoever was in it would either be dead or seriously injured.  However, before I could make the call, the driver miraculously crawled out unscathed and told me not to call anybody because he was fine. I didn't quite believe him though as he was clearly very shaken.

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 I was at a house party with mostly unknown people (one notable exception being a guy I know in real life who, in this dream was dating a Youtuber whose content I watch regularly).  Anyway, as the party progressed, people started talking about doing a ouija board later on to "summon spirits".  I didn't like the sound of that so started making plans to leave.

Around the time they were about to start, I headed for the front door but found it was locked.  Fortunately, I had a set of keys and tried them until one of them eventually unlocked the door.  I got as far as unlocking my car, but just then, some children who were also at the part ran up to it and one attempted to get it, forcing me to lock it again.  I then conceded that it might be safer to leave on foot as I didn't want people surrounding my car or trying to prevent me from leaving.

As I thought this, I noticed that more partygoers had spilled out onto the street and, as anticipated, intended to stop me from leaving.  Fortunately, I was able to fly away to safety and heard some of the kids shouting "Look! He's flying off!".  As I did that, I turned around to see that the party people had now set my car on fire and though I was disappointed, I was happier that I wasn't in it at the time and that I had at least got away.