My tummy hurts :(

I had the most weird dream ever last night. It was like set 2 weeks from now I guess, and I figured I'd just been to a gig or something because it was night and I was in Hanley up the road from the Underground. Anyway, I walked past the end of this alleyway and saw my ex-best friend being held up against the world by some dodgy guy so I started having a go at him and telling him to back off and yeah there was arguing and shouting etc.... Then he lets her go and I tell him to fuck off so he starts walking away and she's all like 'Oh my god, thank you so much!' So I tell her that it's no problem, I mean it's the least I can do when I was a total cunt to her so she shouldn't mention it. She then says 'Oh yeah, right. True.' and walks off, leaving me alone in a dark alley and doesn't give a single look back! Then when she's well out of sight the dodgy guy comes back and starts holding me up against the wall! He gets out a knife and holds it to my neck and I'm begging him to stop but he won't, then Palmer walks past, looks at us in a stoned-as-fuck-from-cocaine kind of way and goes 'Sorry mate' and walks off. Then the dodgy guy pushes the knife into my skin so I start crying a calling Palmer's name, telling him to come back and help. He doesn't come so I start screaming 'Alex, please. Help, please!' and this parts of the dreams really sad and a tad scary. So Palmer stumbles back round the corner, stands and looks closer and is like 'Oh, it's you!' He starts walking closer and is like, 'Mate, do you wanna fuck off and leave her the fuck alone?' The dodgy guys not having it and tells him to fuck off, so Palmer grabs him and shoves him to the floor and starts shouting at him and kicking him. I'm stood there, crying, telling him to call the police or something and stop kicking him because he's gonna kill him or something. Then we have a discussion about how he can't call the police because they hate him and will take him to prison for drugs etc. so he just knocks the dodgy guy out and we walk off...

Few days later, I'm watching the news and a story comes up that this guy was found dead in an alleyway in Hanley and there's CCTV footage of Palmer beating him up and me stood there watching. So I'm like, fuck, basically. Palmer calls, tells me to get money and stuff and meet him. Then basically we ran away but that's my dream.

Great, isn't it?!