In: Military operation

I've had the most interesting dream that I have had in a while. It starts with a military car driving on a street and shooting people. I am the one among those who are being chased by them. A strong dark haired man throws grenades at us. I pick them up and throw them back before they explode. I hide in the corner of a building and the "dark man" is on foot now, coming after me. Terrified, I come out of my hiding and see a couple going home.  I ran after them and I ask an old woman to stay with them tonight. She politely lets me in. She is well dressed with blond wavy hair. When I come in, I go to the bathroom, but when I come out, I see a "dark man" is there! And turns out he is the son of an old woman! I am now in the kitchen so I start peeling the carrots so he won't see my face, which I keep down. Then the man starts advances toward me, and we actually go out together.

Then one day, he recognizes me with shock - but too late, the military regime is over!
In a second dream, I recite the first dream to my classmate in collage (This is my paranoia of forgetting dreams!)

The third dream is me standing near a departing ship and throwing a big teacup at it. A passenger picks it up. I stay sadly as if to say I am being left behind. But the passenger laughs, and points to the rope  that went to the ship with a cup. I have to monkey my way on a rope to the ship at sea!

In: Strange man

I had a dream that I was selling paintings and a good looking man walks in with a smug grin on his face.I welcome him in. He points: I want this one, this one and also pre-order a painting with a girl on the field. He writes my name on the order slip 3 times. Then he invites me to have a dinner and I invite him to have dinner in my house instead. He comes, and instead of going to dinner table, he notices a massage table and asks for a massage. He sits in another chair and the massage table just serves as a stand for my hands. Suddenly, he kisses me on the lips! Shocked, I panic and run upstairs, where I have quite a few Chinese fighting sticks and swords handing on a wall. I grab a stick and the man grabs a sword and we have a fight. At the same time I notice that I am wearing a red Chinese costume and the whole scene looks like from some cheesy kung-fu movie. While fighting, in a sudden motion, the man cuts my hand off! It falls on the floor with a thump, and we are both just terrified with shock. Then believe it or not, the man super-glues my hand right back and carries me to rest, while standing at my vigil.