Dreams that could be a story
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ArchlordZero
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I had a dream where WWIII started, and Chinese ships are approaching the Philippines (My country).
There were also news that Chinese missiles has destroyed our power plants and turned off the powergrid.
As for my actions, I bartered my watches for canned goods and boarded a ferry to go back home in the province.
There were news that the ferry is being targeted by Chinese kamikaze drones. Upon hearing this, a well-known actress I always see in ads approached me and asked if I know [My high school classmate] and if he sent me a text message. Surely enough, when I checked my phone, there was some kind of cryptic code that was sent a day earlier before the war broke out.
The lady asked me to follow her, and we went to the engine room of the ferry where I saw a pod and a black bulky Iron Man-like exoskeleton suit in it. The lady told me to enter the code and wear the suit.
That's it. I woke up.
I am planning to write this novel next year since I wanted that dream to continue lol
There were also news that Chinese missiles has destroyed our power plants and turned off the powergrid.
As for my actions, I bartered my watches for canned goods and boarded a ferry to go back home in the province.
There were news that the ferry is being targeted by Chinese kamikaze drones. Upon hearing this, a well-known actress I always see in ads approached me and asked if I know [My high school classmate] and if he sent me a text message. Surely enough, when I checked my phone, there was some kind of cryptic code that was sent a day earlier before the war broke out.
The lady asked me to follow her, and we went to the engine room of the ferry where I saw a pod and a black bulky Iron Man-like exoskeleton suit in it. The lady told me to enter the code and wear the suit.
That's it. I woke up.
I am planning to write this novel next year since I wanted that dream to continue lol
Golden_Hyde
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I have so many dreams but none of them are eligible to be a story
Worthy39
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I guess I may as well add mine. I had one that could potentially be a short story, it scared the heck out of me when I was younger, and was one of my rare dreams that felt like it lasted hours.
I woke up, everything seemed normal, my house was exactly as it was in real life. Then there was a jack in the box. I opened it, and he challenged me to a game. He told me I won if I found him, and disappeared. I looked around, found him after a few minutes of searching. He popped out of the box and laughed, then disappeared again. I was a bit annoyed, and kept looking, and noticed that every time I found him and he disappeared, something about the house distorted. A picture changed, the hallway got longer, even the faces of my parents. It kept changing and changing, and eventually I got scared.
I always had a trick to wake up from dreams, and I decided to use it. I woke up, got out of bed... and the jack in the box was still there. I tried again, and just opened my eyes in a different room. I tried at least a dozen times, but all it did was teleport me around the house. So I kept looking. I found him more times than I can remember. I spent hours looking, finding him, and watching things distort.
And after finding him countless times, it was all back to normal all of a sudden, but I knew I wasn't awake, I could still hear the music. I walked through the house, checking everywhere I could think, and when I ran out of ideas, I opened the front door. He was outside, and for each time I found him, he had an additional box attached to him, forming a giant snake of boxes, with the head and a ridiculously long neck sticking out the top, and he leaned down right in front of me. He was easily the size of the house, and he promised me we'd play again one day, then he told me to wake up, and I did.
And that's the dream I most think could make a decent story that I had.
I woke up, everything seemed normal, my house was exactly as it was in real life. Then there was a jack in the box. I opened it, and he challenged me to a game. He told me I won if I found him, and disappeared. I looked around, found him after a few minutes of searching. He popped out of the box and laughed, then disappeared again. I was a bit annoyed, and kept looking, and noticed that every time I found him and he disappeared, something about the house distorted. A picture changed, the hallway got longer, even the faces of my parents. It kept changing and changing, and eventually I got scared.
I always had a trick to wake up from dreams, and I decided to use it. I woke up, got out of bed... and the jack in the box was still there. I tried again, and just opened my eyes in a different room. I tried at least a dozen times, but all it did was teleport me around the house. So I kept looking. I found him more times than I can remember. I spent hours looking, finding him, and watching things distort.
And after finding him countless times, it was all back to normal all of a sudden, but I knew I wasn't awake, I could still hear the music. I walked through the house, checking everywhere I could think, and when I ran out of ideas, I opened the front door. He was outside, and for each time I found him, he had an additional box attached to him, forming a giant snake of boxes, with the head and a ridiculously long neck sticking out the top, and he leaned down right in front of me. He was easily the size of the house, and he promised me we'd play again one day, then he told me to wake up, and I did.
And that's the dream I most think could make a decent story that I had.
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Would you be surprised if I told you that the first novel that I published on SH was inspired by one of my dreams? Lol
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Well, I think this dream of mine might be a parallel timeline of Me since he acts similar to me but if I wasn't influence by animation.
I think it starts in my childhood where what if I my first show wasn't a robot animation but instead a bible show.
My life drastically changes as instead of being a chaotic child growing up, I was more orderly zealous of God. This version of me is like my 18 year old self but less cautious and more bold in my actions.
My dream starts as I was waking up in highschool where I'm graduating and instead of taking the fate of going to University with my brothers, I instead decided to go to a religious school to train to be a priest.
But I didn't expect that as I went up to school, a classmate who had a crush on me tried to jump off a building. She then shouted from the top that I was an awful person for breaking up with her and become a priest, confusing the hell out of me. I tried to reason with her that we're just friends and thats it but she laid a fastball and said that she was pregnant with my child to which everything went from 0 to a 100. I kid you not, I even started doubting I was a scumbag.....until I realize that I forgot that even if its another me, I would sure as hell won't do the deed until marriage and called her out to her lies, forgetting that she was currently trying to jump off the school.
So, she did and because of my kind nature, I ended up risking myself to save her. Which promptly ended my life(I caught her but because of the impact, I was pushed backwards and got my neck snapped from the force) and supposed dream.
But I ended up in another world and started my life as a servant of the goddess, my place was attacked by demons, captured and used as a sex toy by some succubus, ended my life because I save them despite being tortured by them and sent to another world.
3rd world, I was a rich kid who was crazy smart and do philanthropic works until a system came and gave a task to be evil and get killed by the protagonist. Did the system's task, ruined my good reputation, get hated by the girls and ended up getting killed by the protagonist. Next world!
4th world, still a modern world but gets invaded by dimensional monsters, slays monsters saves girls and save the world by entering the dimensional gate, locking myself and had to fight to the death by countless monsters....then I woke up.
The only reason why I even had that dream was because I slept listening to different music that get recommended by autoplay.
I think it starts in my childhood where what if I my first show wasn't a robot animation but instead a bible show.
My life drastically changes as instead of being a chaotic child growing up, I was more orderly zealous of God. This version of me is like my 18 year old self but less cautious and more bold in my actions.
My dream starts as I was waking up in highschool where I'm graduating and instead of taking the fate of going to University with my brothers, I instead decided to go to a religious school to train to be a priest.
But I didn't expect that as I went up to school, a classmate who had a crush on me tried to jump off a building. She then shouted from the top that I was an awful person for breaking up with her and become a priest, confusing the hell out of me. I tried to reason with her that we're just friends and thats it but she laid a fastball and said that she was pregnant with my child to which everything went from 0 to a 100. I kid you not, I even started doubting I was a scumbag.....until I realize that I forgot that even if its another me, I would sure as hell won't do the deed until marriage and called her out to her lies, forgetting that she was currently trying to jump off the school.
So, she did and because of my kind nature, I ended up risking myself to save her. Which promptly ended my life(I caught her but because of the impact, I was pushed backwards and got my neck snapped from the force) and supposed dream.
But I ended up in another world and started my life as a servant of the goddess, my place was attacked by demons, captured and used as a sex toy by some succubus, ended my life because I save them despite being tortured by them and sent to another world.
3rd world, I was a rich kid who was crazy smart and do philanthropic works until a system came and gave a task to be evil and get killed by the protagonist. Did the system's task, ruined my good reputation, get hated by the girls and ended up getting killed by the protagonist. Next world!
4th world, still a modern world but gets invaded by dimensional monsters, slays monsters saves girls and save the world by entering the dimensional gate, locking myself and had to fight to the death by countless monsters....then I woke up.
The only reason why I even had that dream was because I slept listening to different music that get recommended by autoplay.
I had this dream about a 1 foot slug that has a face of a cat as well as a mammalian genetalia for females. On the genetalia are several umbilical cords that connects to smaller slug that are eating up the brain of people.
Well, I'm bad in writing parasite Mcs so it never materialized
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I had a nightmare that I had a stroke, and that the hospital was filled with vampires.
Unfortunately, I realised it was real, but the vampires sink their fangs into your wallet.
Unfortunately, I realised it was real, but the vampires sink their fangs into your wallet.
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Aliens took animals and plants, transforming them into intelligent life forms. The animals and plants then revenge against humans. The aliens grabbed popcorn and turned it into a live show, gambling on who would win. After Earth was destroyed, with all life lost, the aliens moved on to the next planet.
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I've had the same recurring dream since I was a kid. It comes back periodically.
I wake up in an infinitely expanding cement room so dark you can barely see a foot in front of you. I'm in my bed, and my dad is standing at the foot of it. For a while, I just stare at him, trying to ask what he's doing, why he's holding a metal bar.
Then... he kills me.
I wake up again, but this time he's joined by my sisters. Each time I wake up, I feel a sense of unease with them just standing there and each time, they kill me when I realize I'm in a loop.
At some point, I realize I'm asleep, and I wake up. Except now, I'm in my bed, scared, screaming for my mom. When she doesn't come, I go looking for her. I find her in the backyard, chasing after my sister, who "has her nose," while my other sister watches from a chair.
The dream usually ends when my mom turns to me after I ask, "Where's Dad?"
Though sometimes they come separately. They're usually together.
I wake up in an infinitely expanding cement room so dark you can barely see a foot in front of you. I'm in my bed, and my dad is standing at the foot of it. For a while, I just stare at him, trying to ask what he's doing, why he's holding a metal bar.
Then... he kills me.
I wake up again, but this time he's joined by my sisters. Each time I wake up, I feel a sense of unease with them just standing there and each time, they kill me when I realize I'm in a loop.
At some point, I realize I'm asleep, and I wake up. Except now, I'm in my bed, scared, screaming for my mom. When she doesn't come, I go looking for her. I find her in the backyard, chasing after my sister, who "has her nose," while my other sister watches from a chair.
The dream usually ends when my mom turns to me after I ask, "Where's Dad?"
Though sometimes they come separately. They're usually together.
I was fighting a Japanese man in a cyberpunk world with a pistol that barely does any damage, while said Japanese man has a katana. We were jumping around a confined area, using grappling hooks. I was running away while shooting him. And he chases me with his katana. It was a scary dream, because I remembered dying.
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I sometimes purposely simulate stories in my sleep… for example a couple months ago I had a vivid dream about my characters in the first 3 years of Harry Potter… but I don’t tend to dream normally otherwise unless I was triggering it intentionally-nyah.
Your dream is a parable to put on the armor of God. By keeping the commandments and being good to gain protection somehow. There are scriptures about putting on the armor of God. Although you could make it into a story too, nothing wrong with that.
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A foggy journey
Have you ever read a book that gave you the sensation that you, the readers, and the protag were walking on a foggy forest. The fog was too thick to see more than several steps ahead. The forest was too great that sunlight couldn’t reach your face. In this place, not even the gentlest of breeze...
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I used to keep a dream journal, and I once dreamed an entire Slylock Fox noir detective movie, complete with misdirection and twists and a surprising amount of coherency.
Admittedly, one trouble with writing down your dreams immediately after waking up is that even when trying not to, your conscious mind often adds details and makes the dream more coherent than it actually was. I genuinely tried not to "rewrite" any of this and to only write down what I could remember from the actual dream, but looking back this seems way too structured to be something my mind came up with while asleep. I'm not sure what to say - I definitely tried to avoid "making it make sense" while writing it down, and this is still what came out.
Here's the entry I've copy/pasted from my old dream journal:
Usually I dream in the first person, although sometimes my dreams are like a video game in which I'm not directly in the dream but am controlling the main character(s). Last night's dream was different; I was watching the entire thing like a movie without any involvement myself - I can't remember the last time I had a dream like that, though I assume it's happened before.
This dream was a noir detective mystery starring Slylock Fox.
Cassandra Cat was moonlighting as a real estate agent, during which time she met a wealthy elderly gentleman looking to buy a mansion on the edge of town. Not only did Cassandra Cat close the deal, she ended up marrying him. It was obviously an Anna Nicole Smith situation, but the old man was happy with the arrangement (apparently he was a furry) and so was Cassandra. They moved into the mansion together along with the man's grand-nephew, a 3-year-old child named Oliver.
Some time later Cassandra Cat called the police, saying that when she woke up, she found her husband lying dead in the bed next to her, apparently from a heart attack while he slept. The new chief of police was a large bulldog named Fido, who was so dedicated that he showed up personally to handle the investigation. After spending some time interviewing the family and then looking around the mansion, he asked Cassandra Cat to take an inventory of everything in the house to make sure nothing had been taken.
Cassandra was shocked to discover that a number of valuable paintings were missing which had been present the previous night! She hired Slylock Fox to find whoever had stolen the paintings and presumably killed her husband, but Chief Fido wasn't buying it. He told everyone that he would prove that Cassandra Cat had killed her husband and have her put away for good.
Soon afterwards, Cassandra Cat and the young child Oliver both disappeared. Chief Fido didn't want Slylock Fox snooping around and compromising his investigation, but Slylock and Max were too well liked and respected for him to stop the community from helping them. After investigating the scene of the crime, Slylock discovered a sewer grate on the grounds of the estate which showed signs of being recently opened. He and Max climbed into the sewers.
(My memory of their journey through the sewers is kind of fuzzy - I remember something about them being chased and I believe Slylock ended up solving a mystery for Allison the Alligator who lived in the sewers who then let him pass, but the details are too blurry for me to be able to recount them.)
Eventually Slylock and Max discovered a warren of rats, run by Pack the Rat. And who should Pack be hiding but Cassandra Cat, along with a large collection of valuables! Cassandra herself seemed very out of place in these dark, damp sewers, wearing a large fur coat and a diamond necklace while smoking from one of those fancy cigarette holders. She explained that he had teamed up with Pack the Rat to fence goods that she was stealing from her husband, but it was mostly jewelry and old silverware and china and little-used, little-seen things which she knew her husband wouldn't miss. She didn't steal the paintings or murder her husband. And she had no idea where Oliver was.
Slylock actually believed her, for several reasons. Murder wasn't Cassandra's style, and she already had a nice stream of income without needing to do anything drastic. Besides, everything her husband owned would have been hers when he eventually died anyway, so she'd had no reason to do anything more drastic than sell off a few trinkets for some extra spending money while she waited for her husband to croak.
However, Slylock and Max still turned Cassandra in - she was wanted by the police, and Slylock Fox would never conceal information from the authorities. Chief Fido informed them that an autopsy had revealed that Cassandra's husband had been poisoned, which he believed implicated her. After all, she prepared his meals and she herself hadn't been poisoned. She had the means, motive, and opportunity, and Chief Fido meant to put her away for good!
But Slylock wasn't buying it, so he set out to prove Cassandra innocent. No one seemed to know where little Oliver had ended up, and Slylock thought he might be able to provide some clues as to what really happened. So he set out to find the child, hopefully before anything happened to him.
(I don't really remember the details here either - I know that Slylock and Max ended up finding Oliver after some more sleuthing and talking to a bunch of people around town, and I think that Slick Smitty ended up being inadvertently helpful, but I really can't remember anything specific.)
Oliver had been holed up in an old townhouse with some friends, along with a ton of valuable antiques. Apparently his old man had figured out that Cassandra Cat was stealing from him. He didn't care too much, since he knew and accepted what kind of cat she was, but he wanted to make sure that Oliver would still have enough to be taken care of after he was gone. So he set aside a lot of valuables that Cassandra didn't know about with some old friends and told Oliver to go there if anything happened to him. However, none of the missing paintings were among the antiques, so that mystery was still unsolved.
Oliver was only 3 years old, and the line between fantasy and reality wasn't very clear to him, and he was especially confused about all the animals who were also people. However, he said he did see who took the paintings, but he didn't know the person's name. All he could say was that it had been one of Cassandra Cat's real estate clients - Cassandra sometimes took him along when showing homes to people, and he had seen the person on one of those trips. But he couldn't given any more details.
(In retrospect, it's unclear why he couldn't at least say what species of animal the thief was. Slylock is a good enough detective to know to ask that question, so I don't have a good explanation for this - it's by far the biggest plot hole in this dream.)
Chief Fido didn't think that this testimony was reliable, and even if it was it still implicated Cassandra Cat, who could have easily conspired with a client to steal the paintings, which were incredibly valuable. And Slylock was running out of time - Cassandra was soon to be convicted!
In desperation, Slylock took Oliver and had Max drive them around town, specifically to all the places where there had been new construction recently. He reasoned that most of Cassandra's clients had been shown the new homes that had recently been built, so this was the place where Oliver was mostly likely to recognize someone. And sure enough, as Max drove them slowly down the streets along the newly built townhouses, Oliver points a finger towards someone sitting in a rocking chair smoking a pipe on their stoop...
And it's Chief Fido! Suddenly everything makes sense to Slylock! Chief Fido got the call about Cassandra Cat's husband and hurried over to handle the investigation personally. He took the paintings while looking around the mansion and loaded them into his squad car. Then he had Cassandra Cat take an inventory, knowing that everyone would assume that the paintings had disappeared during the night while everyone was asleep. He knew that Cassandra Cat would be easy to frame, given her long history of crime, and as the chief of police, Fido would be able to fake, coerce, or modify the autopsy to indicate that poison had been used, when in fact the old man had simply had a heart attack just like everyone knew would happen sometime soon.
As this realization dawned on Slylock, he also saw that Chief Fido had spotted them and realized what was happening. Max hastily hit the accelerator and sped away, but as he rounded a corner a little too fast, they began to skid on some newly fallen snow off the road. (Friggin' Max - can he do ANYTHING right?!) At this point, I remember wondering what would happen - Slylock Fox is such a relative tame world - it would seem out of character for Chief Fido to chase them down and try to shoot them all to cover up what was happening! But then again, this was all so intricate and in many ways unlike a typical Slylock Fox comic that I wasn't sure whether they were in mortal danger or not. I distinctly remember thinking "Whoa, is a police office about to murder a child in a Slylock Fox story?!"
Chief Fido was indeed running after them, and I wasn't sure if he was the kind of dog to murder a child, and in any case they hadn't quite careened off the road yet, though it was gonna be close. And just as Max hit the brakes and tried to swerve back onto the road to get to safety... I woke up.
This is definitely one of the most intricate and detailed dreams I can ever remember having.
Admittedly, one trouble with writing down your dreams immediately after waking up is that even when trying not to, your conscious mind often adds details and makes the dream more coherent than it actually was. I genuinely tried not to "rewrite" any of this and to only write down what I could remember from the actual dream, but looking back this seems way too structured to be something my mind came up with while asleep. I'm not sure what to say - I definitely tried to avoid "making it make sense" while writing it down, and this is still what came out.
Here's the entry I've copy/pasted from my old dream journal:
Usually I dream in the first person, although sometimes my dreams are like a video game in which I'm not directly in the dream but am controlling the main character(s). Last night's dream was different; I was watching the entire thing like a movie without any involvement myself - I can't remember the last time I had a dream like that, though I assume it's happened before.
This dream was a noir detective mystery starring Slylock Fox.
Cassandra Cat was moonlighting as a real estate agent, during which time she met a wealthy elderly gentleman looking to buy a mansion on the edge of town. Not only did Cassandra Cat close the deal, she ended up marrying him. It was obviously an Anna Nicole Smith situation, but the old man was happy with the arrangement (apparently he was a furry) and so was Cassandra. They moved into the mansion together along with the man's grand-nephew, a 3-year-old child named Oliver.
Some time later Cassandra Cat called the police, saying that when she woke up, she found her husband lying dead in the bed next to her, apparently from a heart attack while he slept. The new chief of police was a large bulldog named Fido, who was so dedicated that he showed up personally to handle the investigation. After spending some time interviewing the family and then looking around the mansion, he asked Cassandra Cat to take an inventory of everything in the house to make sure nothing had been taken.
Cassandra was shocked to discover that a number of valuable paintings were missing which had been present the previous night! She hired Slylock Fox to find whoever had stolen the paintings and presumably killed her husband, but Chief Fido wasn't buying it. He told everyone that he would prove that Cassandra Cat had killed her husband and have her put away for good.
Soon afterwards, Cassandra Cat and the young child Oliver both disappeared. Chief Fido didn't want Slylock Fox snooping around and compromising his investigation, but Slylock and Max were too well liked and respected for him to stop the community from helping them. After investigating the scene of the crime, Slylock discovered a sewer grate on the grounds of the estate which showed signs of being recently opened. He and Max climbed into the sewers.
(My memory of their journey through the sewers is kind of fuzzy - I remember something about them being chased and I believe Slylock ended up solving a mystery for Allison the Alligator who lived in the sewers who then let him pass, but the details are too blurry for me to be able to recount them.)
Eventually Slylock and Max discovered a warren of rats, run by Pack the Rat. And who should Pack be hiding but Cassandra Cat, along with a large collection of valuables! Cassandra herself seemed very out of place in these dark, damp sewers, wearing a large fur coat and a diamond necklace while smoking from one of those fancy cigarette holders. She explained that he had teamed up with Pack the Rat to fence goods that she was stealing from her husband, but it was mostly jewelry and old silverware and china and little-used, little-seen things which she knew her husband wouldn't miss. She didn't steal the paintings or murder her husband. And she had no idea where Oliver was.
Slylock actually believed her, for several reasons. Murder wasn't Cassandra's style, and she already had a nice stream of income without needing to do anything drastic. Besides, everything her husband owned would have been hers when he eventually died anyway, so she'd had no reason to do anything more drastic than sell off a few trinkets for some extra spending money while she waited for her husband to croak.
However, Slylock and Max still turned Cassandra in - she was wanted by the police, and Slylock Fox would never conceal information from the authorities. Chief Fido informed them that an autopsy had revealed that Cassandra's husband had been poisoned, which he believed implicated her. After all, she prepared his meals and she herself hadn't been poisoned. She had the means, motive, and opportunity, and Chief Fido meant to put her away for good!
But Slylock wasn't buying it, so he set out to prove Cassandra innocent. No one seemed to know where little Oliver had ended up, and Slylock thought he might be able to provide some clues as to what really happened. So he set out to find the child, hopefully before anything happened to him.
(I don't really remember the details here either - I know that Slylock and Max ended up finding Oliver after some more sleuthing and talking to a bunch of people around town, and I think that Slick Smitty ended up being inadvertently helpful, but I really can't remember anything specific.)
Oliver had been holed up in an old townhouse with some friends, along with a ton of valuable antiques. Apparently his old man had figured out that Cassandra Cat was stealing from him. He didn't care too much, since he knew and accepted what kind of cat she was, but he wanted to make sure that Oliver would still have enough to be taken care of after he was gone. So he set aside a lot of valuables that Cassandra didn't know about with some old friends and told Oliver to go there if anything happened to him. However, none of the missing paintings were among the antiques, so that mystery was still unsolved.
Oliver was only 3 years old, and the line between fantasy and reality wasn't very clear to him, and he was especially confused about all the animals who were also people. However, he said he did see who took the paintings, but he didn't know the person's name. All he could say was that it had been one of Cassandra Cat's real estate clients - Cassandra sometimes took him along when showing homes to people, and he had seen the person on one of those trips. But he couldn't given any more details.
(In retrospect, it's unclear why he couldn't at least say what species of animal the thief was. Slylock is a good enough detective to know to ask that question, so I don't have a good explanation for this - it's by far the biggest plot hole in this dream.)
Chief Fido didn't think that this testimony was reliable, and even if it was it still implicated Cassandra Cat, who could have easily conspired with a client to steal the paintings, which were incredibly valuable. And Slylock was running out of time - Cassandra was soon to be convicted!
In desperation, Slylock took Oliver and had Max drive them around town, specifically to all the places where there had been new construction recently. He reasoned that most of Cassandra's clients had been shown the new homes that had recently been built, so this was the place where Oliver was mostly likely to recognize someone. And sure enough, as Max drove them slowly down the streets along the newly built townhouses, Oliver points a finger towards someone sitting in a rocking chair smoking a pipe on their stoop...
And it's Chief Fido! Suddenly everything makes sense to Slylock! Chief Fido got the call about Cassandra Cat's husband and hurried over to handle the investigation personally. He took the paintings while looking around the mansion and loaded them into his squad car. Then he had Cassandra Cat take an inventory, knowing that everyone would assume that the paintings had disappeared during the night while everyone was asleep. He knew that Cassandra Cat would be easy to frame, given her long history of crime, and as the chief of police, Fido would be able to fake, coerce, or modify the autopsy to indicate that poison had been used, when in fact the old man had simply had a heart attack just like everyone knew would happen sometime soon.
As this realization dawned on Slylock, he also saw that Chief Fido had spotted them and realized what was happening. Max hastily hit the accelerator and sped away, but as he rounded a corner a little too fast, they began to skid on some newly fallen snow off the road. (Friggin' Max - can he do ANYTHING right?!) At this point, I remember wondering what would happen - Slylock Fox is such a relative tame world - it would seem out of character for Chief Fido to chase them down and try to shoot them all to cover up what was happening! But then again, this was all so intricate and in many ways unlike a typical Slylock Fox comic that I wasn't sure whether they were in mortal danger or not. I distinctly remember thinking "Whoa, is a police office about to murder a child in a Slylock Fox story?!"
Chief Fido was indeed running after them, and I wasn't sure if he was the kind of dog to murder a child, and in any case they hadn't quite careened off the road yet, though it was gonna be close. And just as Max hit the brakes and tried to swerve back onto the road to get to safety... I woke up.
This is definitely one of the most intricate and detailed dreams I can ever remember having.