I dreamt that I was visiting a friend who had just moved into a new house in Enfield (in North London). This wasn't a friend from real life but was just a dream character. I'd head a lot about his new house and it sounded really cool.

I don't exactly remember the first part of the dream, but I walked to his house and as soon as I got there things started to go wrong. We'd barely got inside when someone turned up, and although I can't remember exactly what happened, I remember that my friend ended up shooting him dead in the hallway! My friend then handed me a two-way radio and told me to go for a walk and come back later.

I left the house and started to walk down the street, and as I was walking I saw a big, black four wheel drive car driving slowly down the road. Another car approached it from the front so the black car slowed down and tried to pass, but the other car intentionally moved into the way so that they collided. The black car then put his car into reverse and reversed very quickly, but another car appeared out of nowhere and moved into a similar position behind it. Again the black car hit the other car before coming to a stop.

At this point the car had been boxed in by both cars. All three cars opened their doors and drivers got out, and the driver of the black car had an assault rifle. He pointed it at the other men and told them to put their hands on their heads and go into a building. Just for a moment the man with the gun made eye contact with me, and I quickened my pace and walked away as fast as I could. I looked back and saw them going inside the house next door to my friend's place.

I power walked around the corner, trying to get away from the crazy people as quickly as I could. One thought that popped into my head was that maybe this last event was in our favour. We still had a dead guy laying on the hallway floor of my friend's house, and maybe the police would think it was related to the crazy guy in the black car!

I started to think that I needed to contact my friend. I pulled out the radio and turned it on.

I was expecting to hear static, but to my surprise, as soon as I turned it on I heard people talking. In the bottom right hand corner was a small knob that said "channel select", so I played with it for a while but there were only four channels. I soon realised that people were talking on all of the channels, so I couldn't really use it to contact my friend.

I was still walking at this point, and the streets didn't look like London any more. I was walking along the side of a main road, and there were fields and small patches of woodland on either side of me, and I could just barely make out the city in the direction I'd come from.

I took my mobile out of my pocket and called my friend, and told him that people were talking on every channel on the radio. He told me that was normal at this time of the day, and then he told me to come back to his house.

When I got back to his house the body was gone and everything seemed normal. He asked me if I wanted "the tour" and I said "yes."

The downstairs hallway was tiled with large, pale tiles, and there were two doorways into other rooms and a staircase leading up to the first floor. We approached the first doorway and he told me it was the bathroom, but we could hear someone inside and he told me that his wife was taking a shower so we couldn't go in there.

Then we walked across the hallway to the other door, and he told me this was his second bathroom. I thought it was odd that both bathrooms were next to each other! We went inside and it was massive and very luxurious.

Next we went upstairs and into his bedroom. As we were looking around, his wife knocked on the door and we told her we were in here. She told us that she needed to get dressed, but not to worry because we could stay in the bedroom and she would get dressed in the hallway.

This is the last thing I remember before waking up.