WHAT IS THIS I DON'T EVEN know what all my dreams mean

Dream-Me was accosted by a belligerent shirtless guy hiding under a Portland viaduct that I'd somehow wound up under when trying to get to Portland's Can't Stop the Serenity screening. Which I finally got to, but when I sat down in my theater seat (one next to the screen and facing the audience; it was that crowded) the seat turned into the passenger seat of a car driving somewhere with someone who didn't know me. I didn't want to say anything to that driver so as not to scare her, but how do I get out? HOW DO I GET OUT?

I woke up before I found out. Damn you, unfulfilled suspense!

(Title partly inspired by docbrite)