Paris, Nevada, aliens and tigers. Must be a party!

I had this series of dreams once, almost like a movie saga or something... only not as epic.  Alright, here we go!

First Dream: (Three nights ago)

Well, it all started in the Paris Metro system. Me, Schmitty and Amy (some friends from school) were on Line 6 going to class, when the metro de-railed into the sky above Nevada and we crash-landed in the desert. Luckily, we were right next to a shelter for alien invasions. I helped people get their luggage off of the plane (formerly the metro train), and there was a really funny looking suitcase. It was bright pink, and kinda looked like a square hat. It was a box on top of a board pretty much… with wheels. Well, it flew away into the sky. I didn’t really think anything of it until later, after we were in the shelter. One of my old co-workers lent me his pillow so I could brave the wilds of the aliens outside. It somehow turned into a jetfighter type of thing… But it was a hot air balloon, just a very maneuverable one with a propeller. I ran back into the shelter, and set up shop so I could modify my air balloon fighter. I went back out and flew up really high, and got sideswiped by an alien that looked something like a gigantic moth mixed with a dragonfly. I ripped the wing off of one of them, and brought it back down. An anthropologist met me down at the surface, and confirmed that it was in fact a wing. So I flew back up and ran into one, and landed next to my old co-worker, on his pillow that had somehow magically become a pillow again, instead of a fighter balloon.

Second Dream: (Two nights ago)

I walked into my mentor’s house, and in a chair sat the anthropologist. He was an elderly gentleman that looked something like one of my professors. He pointed out the ceiling to me; it had cross-ties, but was aluminum otherwise. He mentioned that he had magnetized it for fun. So we proceeded to throw quarters at it and stick them to the ceiling. Then, he offered me some cake… It looked like a brick, but tasted like a butter cake. It was delicious! I then asked him what I should do about recently losing a good friend, and he told me to get a pet. SO I decided to buy a tiger. When I brought the tiger home, I had built a rain forest in my house for it, complete with an aquarium. One day, I was playing with the tiger while I was outside of the aquarium, but it was in it. I gave the tiger a hug, and it hugged me back. But suddenly, it caught fire and blew up in a ball of blue flame. When I landed from the explosion, I looked at the tiger. It was underwater but still burning a nice shade of blue, and it was fully intact, mind you. Suddenly a random woman popped out of the wall, and asked if I was okay, and made sure I was. And out of the corner of my eye, I saw a doctor in a pair of blue scrubs, and a white jacket running away. Then, I woke up.