Two Bad Dreams

Over the past two nights, I've had two bad dreams.  It's one of those conspiracy dreams, where I'm the protagonist, things start happening, and I very slowly uncover facts that freak me out.

First Dream:
My friend and I, along with some people from church, were at Bodega Bay.  We were walking along, and we came to a small intersection.  The intersection was upside-down Y shaped.  One road went down to the right, while the road we were on (bottom left) ended at the intersection.  It is important to note that there aren't a lot of intersections in the area.  It was cloudy, and starting to get dark.  Several cars passed by from the top part of the road. One of them was a very expensive, blue BMW.  My friend and I talked about the cars that passed, both good and bad.  But right after we talked about the BMW, we saw the exact same one (with headlights on) pass by in the exact same way.  We thought that was weird, but we took that opportunity to talk more about the car.  Then it passed by again.  I didn't tell anyone, but I knew that it was the exact same car, and it only passed by us when we were saying something bad about it.  I knew it was impossible for the car to come around that quickly, so I tested it.  I said something nice about the car.  Then I waited.  No car.  Then I said something bad about the car.  The car appeared.  The really weird thing was that not only was it the exact same car, but it came in the exact same fashion, with the exact same sounds, being on exactly the same part of the road, and even the glare in the headlights were exactly the same.  It was like I was rewatching a clip from a movie.  After that, my friend finally caught on.  So we tested it again.  The car came around, and this time I looked closely.  There was no driver.

Second Dream:
I was with my church at the summer retreat.  I must have overheard some type of conversation, or saw something I shouldn't have because as we were leaving, the youth pastor came up to me and told me that There is a high chance I'm being stalked, so rather than take my car (which could be tracked) or walk home from a short-cut bus route, I should take the bart and the bus directly home.  (Apparently I did not live where I currently live in the dream.  I lived on some part of San Pablo Ave.)  I thought it was strange.  Why would I be stalked?  Can't I just confront the person?  But thinking about the strange whispers I had heard and the pastor's shaky voice, I decided I would take the bart and the bus home.  I made sure absolutely no one was following me.  No one that got off the bart went on the bus with me, and the only people that got on the bus with me was this homeless guy who was already at the bus stop and one of the guys from the praise team at the retreat.  I get on the bus, but the bus misses my stop.  The bus speeds up.  I get up so I could talk to the driver, but the bus driver turns to look at me.  He had a mask and a gun pointed in my direction.  It really freaked me out.  What was going on?  This is way more than just stalking.  This guy knew where I was going, where I lived, and planned things out in advance, which meant he was working with other people.  I was somehow involved in something serious, but I had no clue what it was.  I turned around, and saw the homeless guy sleeping in the back corner of the bus, but the other guy was nowhere to be seen.  I thought maybe he was part of it, but apparently he had just been hiding behind a seat because he jumped out, somehow threw the driver out of the bus, and took control of the bus.  While he was driving, we discussed about what we should do.  Should he turn the bus around and drive me back home?  No, it was too risky.  They had obviously planned this, which meant they had a bus tracker and they know where I live.  There was a high chance that if I went home, I would die.  But the driver had obviously only targeted me, and not him, so it would be safer to find a route to his place.  We decided to keep driving on the bus route.  At one of the stops we jumped out and we made a run for it, up a tall foresty hill, waited for some time, and got on a different bus back to his place.  (That was the end of the dream...  There were dead people in there somewhere but I have no idea exactly where it fit in the timeline.)