A crazy chase

I was in a large building with friends. It seemed to belong to us, like a kind of communal house, or at least it was made available to us. At first, everything seemed fine from an atmospheric point of view. For some reason, I went down to the first floor and spent some time in the foyer. The architecture was very appealing - symmetrical. Basically, everything ran in a U-shape along the foyer. In the middle was a large open staircase that led to the other floors.

 
After a while, I decided to go back upstairs, but found that the door to my friends was locked. I could see inside through a slit underneath and inside the door. There were Chinese combat soldiers everywhere. It looked like a "samurai dragon clan" of the negative faction. They had held my friends hostage or possibly as slaves. I knew I couldn't go back in there now - it would be suicide. So I decided to flee.

Back on the first floor, I saw more soldiers marching in from outside, led by a "gangster Chinese boss" dressed in black. The samurai soldiers were wearing reddish dragon clothes, like uniforms from ancient China.
I hid behind a pillar at first, but in vain - a soldier walked directly in my direction and positioned himself uncomfortably close to me. Not because of me, however, but because it was some kind of formation that was about to be taken. I knew there was no point in hiding, but rather in acting. So I pretended for a while as if I had to be here right now and reacted casually and nonchalantly. I had both exits in view the whole time and planned my escape. The room was now filled with soldiers.

I chose the left-hand door and suddenly I saw someone standing there who wanted to help me. He looked like Neo from The Matrix and at the same time seemed like someone completely different. Either way, he was a friend and was helping me. I gathered all my strength and made a kind of ninja maneuver past the soldiers towards the exit. Neo realized my plan and sacrificed himself. While I jumped out of the door in ninja flight, he did a kind of spell with his hands like in the series "The Magicians" and locked the door behind me.

Now I was out in the parking lot and had to keep running. I was suddenly Elon Musk. It should be noted that I partly had the feeling of being an "observer" and partly an "actor" - sometimes both at the same time.
I, or rather Elon Musk, felt extremely confident, like some kind of superhero. A new battle began, against someone who was protecting "something". I needed this object, which I didn't know exactly what it was at the time. I saw the fight from an observer's perspective. The opponent looked like someone from "Karate Tiger" and his weapon was a musical instrument - a kind of cello, quite big. I also had a similar musical instrument. So we fought and played music at the same time. I won the fight relatively quickly and now knew what the object was: An amethyst that was in his car! The car was half destroyed at this point and therefore no longer roadworthy. I took the amethyst and fled in another car.

The scenes changed and I was now in a city, outside in the open air, in a parking lot on a street. It was dark - it felt like the middle of the night. In the neighboring parking lot, across the street, I saw customs patrolling around. They were checking people for no good reason. As a result, I wanted to get out of there quickly and got back into my car. It was a sports convertible, by the way. For some reason, I had turned the music up really loud. My mood was generally relaxed and casual and somehow totally cocky. I started the car, which was making a really loud noise at the time, and sped off. The chase began:

I drove through the strangest obstacles: First up a flight of stairs, where I was still half thinking to myself from an observer's perspective: "That'll ruin the tires!!!" -But nothing of the sort happened - I continued to speed away.

At some point, I saw a parking garage and drove straight down into the basement. It was already closed, but I raced down through a gate and set off the alarm. I couldn't get any further down, so I drove up. Again, note: perceived from two perspectives: firstly - Elon Musk, the crazy, cocky supervillain who was also enjoying the whole thing - and secondly - Yannic Prochnow, the observer.

So I drove up the parking garage, or rather the pedestrian stairs - it was very bizarre! At times it seemed as if I (The Observer) determined/directed the way and he (Elon Musk) followed - because at one point Elon Musk said something like: "Okay, so now it's up the stairs". I quickly realized that it wasn't going any further here either. So I had a crazy idea: take the car down the stairs and fall into the basement. Strangely enough, I fell into a second car, which was probably also mine and had already crashed down there. But I don't remember ever changing cars... mysterious! The color of the car down there was black.

After this violent fall, I woke up feeling very exhausted and at the same time very frightened. There was a strange, very unpleasant energy flowing through me.