Lucid Time!

Aircraft Carrier

I was observing from the control tower of an aircraft carrier. There were large panoramic windows everywhere. I could see that we were surrounded by an escort fleet of smaller ships.
Slowly a storm began to encroach on the fleet of warships. Waves began to rock the aircraft carrier, and I saw lightning strikes in the distance.
A second fleet of ships began pulling aside our own. These ships looked less like military ships, but more cruise and cargo ships that were weaponized.
One of the men in the room ordered a missile strike. A missile fired off from the side of the carrier.
A battle began between the rigged ships and our more official naval ships. One of them fired a machine gun right into the control room that I was in.
The bullets shattered the glass and the cold, stormy air rushed in. The men began scrambling around shouting orders. I ran downstairs, and found a similar control room directly below.
I continued going down stairs for several levels, through the general chaos of battle on the ship. I was ducking down, avoiding the bullets that were ripping through the hull and falling debris.

Slavery escape

I know, this makes no sense.

I think that I was on some remote Caribbean island, where I had been made a slave and was being forced to plant crops. A young girl, probably around ten, had taken my laptop computer, and was threatening me with a sharpened stick.
There was a neighborhood only a few steps from the edge of farmland. After a few minutes, I decided to make a run for it, and dove into one of the yards, leaping over the fence.
The girl began to follow me, I continued running through yards and between houses. Eventually, I found myself at a dead end. All that was ahead of me was a tall chain link fence with barbed wire strung across the top.
I tried to leap over this one as well, but the wire caught my leg and I stumbled over. I got up and looked around. I realized that I was fenced in. I knew that I couldn't leap the fence without getting cut by the barbed wire.
The girl who was chasing me came into the fenced in alley. I finnaly went to reason and asked her why she made me into a slave.
She knelt down and started crying and said that It was because she stole three dollars from her parents and was trying to make it up to them. The dream began fading at this point.