Dreams make no sense....

I had to drag myself out of bed b/c the dreams I was having were way too creepy. However, at some point in time I was aware that I was dreaming and was even able to consciously wake myself up. I've never been able to do that in a dream before. Most of my dreams go completely forgotten.

It began with me sitting on a large hillside, or perhaps even a mountain side. There were 3 men there, but I did not know any of them. We had apparently just done something illegal and had obtained a lot of cash. I don't remember what it was, but I know we each had wads of money. For some odd reason we had a bunch of point and shoot cameras that kind of sucked, but I was trying to figure out which one was going to work the best. There was one guy who was definitely in charge and he needed us to take pictures of something important...don't remember what. As I was going through the cameras, I was using each one to see how they worked. I got to this one that was pretty decent so I was taking some test pictures. I looked across the way and there was another mountainside. I saw a vehicle driving so I tried taking a pic to see how well it captured motion. The camera automatically zoomed in on the vehicle. At first we were bitching b/c we didn't want a camera that closed in on whatever it thought the subject of the photo was, but then we began to watch what was happening to the vehicle. It wasn't very clear (they were pretty far away), but they got out of their vehicle, some men came over the top of the hill and shot a few of them. Both groups were wearing some sort of uniform, so we couldn't figure out who exactly the good guys and bad guys were. All I can say is that the ones who did the shooting left afterward..... good guys would normally have to stay and report those things. After we saw this the guy in charge of my group told us we needed to ditch a lot of the cash we had to be safe. Most of us did, but the one guy showed me that he still had a lot of cash he was holding onto for himself. I was also told I could keep a piece of jewelry, which turned out to be my snake bracelet. I was wearing it in my dream even, lol.
After this I was suddenly outside of my mom's house. The house was different. It was in a somewhat quiet area and was extremely old. It was the sort of house that would have been extremely valuable and beautiful had to been properly cared for, but it had not. It wasn't in disrepair, just kind of shabby. I remember there being 2 camera boxes sitting on the porch when I walked in the front door. For some reason the mailman, or some similar delivery person, was supposed to be bringing a new camera and taking the boxes. I thought it odd that I had a recurring camera theme in my dream. I went inside and spoke with my mom, who had apparently starting using usenet.... I'm not sure why. I logged on my computer to see if she had actually learned how to post things on forums and, sure enough, I easily found her. Her handle was "Thirty1inHumanTwenty1inRabbit"..... it obviously didn't matter that my mom is 43, lol. I remember talking to her for awhile and how I wanted this really large, antique looking wardrobe that was in her living room. She wasn't using it. Instead she had covered the outside of it with cutouts of celebrities/characters from movies and a lot of other random things. It was all covered in posters or cutouts for sure though. The wardrobe was also sitting on top of another table.... not sure why again.
The dream then skipped ahead quite a bit. Before it had been light out and, despite weird things happening, the vibe had been calm. Suddenly I'm standing next to my car in an alleyway. It's completely dark outside and the alley is lined with fences. One of these fences is only chain-link and I can see into the yard there. There was a spicket coming out of the ground in the end of the yard with a shower head on it... although it was only about knee-height. I was standing next to the car doing something, though I don't recall what, when the spicket suddenly turned on. I became scared that someone was going to come outside and catch me so I decided I would leave and come back for the car shortly. I ran around a dark area that had tons of fences. I couldn't find anywhere to go. Every time I could see a way to go I would find there was an array of fences blocking my way. I was consciously aware of the fact that my dream had simply dropped me in that alleyway. I was pissed of because I knew if I had been able to remember how I had gotten there I would be more familiar with the area and would be able to get out. At one point in time I even circled around and found myself on the other end of the alley I had begun at. There wasn't anyone there, but I still didn't think it was safe to run back and grab the car.
I eventually found a building that had stairs going into it right from the ground level. The halls of the building were all open-air, so I could see up into it and see that it was also creepily lit up. There was a janitor visible on one of the levels who either told me I could come up, or simply gestured.... I can't recall. I went upstairs and spoke with him without actually remembering what was said. At some point in time though I gained the ability to clean anything. Yeah.... I know that sounds really weird. I believe I was supposed to be helping the janitor clean in exchange for staying there for a little while until I thought I could go back to my car. I had this short, metal rod with a sponge or rag or something, on the end of it. I was using this to clean things. For whatever reason, whenever I rubbed things with it they became instantly spotless. I'm not sure if the power was mine or the rod's, but I do know that it was a power. I remember the place being very creepy, and the lighting reminded me of a mental ward at night time. There was that faint, yellowish lighting that's only used before something bad happens. Somehow the fact that I was able to clean things was making the place seem less creepy.... things were literally sparkling after I had cleaned them. Eventually I came to a small, dingy bathroom. It was completely dirty. I went in and looked in the mirror; more creepy lighting. It was very confined and I was off alone somewhere. I started using the cleaning stick to clean it and nothing happened. I started to get upset and tried to clean it more vigorously. I tried to do it manually instead of using the "magic", but neither approach worked. I eventually became very frustrated and knew that something was wrong with the place. I punched the end of the rod into the wall repeatedly and could hear that it was somewhat hollow, but I could not break it. The vibe here was really, really wrong. I know it sounds dumb... I was in a messy bathroom or, moreso, a bathroom that wasn't able to come clean. But the vibe was horror-film, "something bad is about to happen, why can't the characters see it, b/c the audience sure as hell can?!" I woke myself up. I was apparently conscious enough to know that I didn't want to stick around. I woke up with that same bad feeling.... I went and turned on all the lights.