Emnition

Cycle & mail
I'm cycling somewhere in a city. There's one point where I slowly cycle from the street onto the sidewalk. There are 3 people standing in an inconvenient location. They make some room for me to pass through. While cycling I somehow see that I've received an email. It's from a lawyer from the iCentre. The sender's address is something like Advocaat1@... (= Lawyer1). I'm somewhat impressed and surprised that I've gotten an email back. He's asking me what I need this data for [relates to something that happened in real life]. I consider how I will reply. Straight up telling him the truth or will I pretend to be my friend to expedite the process? Then I consider that since he's got my email and my name is in there, he will recognise my lie. I will have to tell the truth. Meanwhile I am approaching a traffic light.

Not sure if this was the same dream or another one. I've got my thesis opened on my laptop. There's stuff that's totally wrong. The word "lol" is actually written somewhere and the font is nearly unintelligible. I figure that the weird words must be because of the spell check which has been set to Indonesian

Deal
I'm not entirely sure if I am one of the people involved or if I'm just watching. There's a shady deal of some sorts going on (drugs perhaps). The atmosphere between the two man is pretty hostile. They end up having their guns raised at each other. They finally decide to unite when there's a team of cops at the door. One of the guys noticed them by looking in the mirror. He saw them at the lower half of the front door. It's impossible though, as he would've had to look through the door. I wonder for quite a while how he saw them. As soon as he sees them the other guy starts spraying bullets at them. The door is made of thick wood though. Some bullets pass through, but I'm not sure if anyone got hit.