Random Lava Movements (night of 12/06/2019)

I am with Imran, an old friend from school. He seems melancholy over something. We are walking along a rocky path / concrete road by the edge of a sea. Lava is bubbling across the path. I do not remember where this lava comes from. We do not seem particularly concerned at the lava bubbling across the path. As Imran tried to get past one of the bits of ever encroaching lava, a spit of it suddenly shoots out, random and unpredictable. I tell him to be careful. I look with sudden concern at the lava seeming to suddenly be everywhere. How will we get past? This dream is connected to the sight of looking down on what seems to be an 'Austrian' village from high up in the mountains.

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A serial killer has either been released from prison or has escaped. The police have issued warnings. The killer is known to break into peoples houses to torture and kill them, hiding in the smallest of the unused rooms. I check a small room at the back of a house the killer might use, a kind of annex by the back door. This part of the dream house feels very high, as if it is on the summit of a hill, or just before a huge drop down.
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I am looking at moving house into the Warndon area. This is connected to Government benefits or some kind of official scheme. I try and look at my routes to and from work from my possible new house. It will take me much longer. This troubles me (in waking life, my workplace is actually situated in Warndon). Do I really want to move here?
The house is near a big supermarket - Waitrose or Asda or Tesco - some place like that. I am outside it - concrete pathways and overhangs. People passing by. I am suddenly afraid of a group of teenagers on bikes. I hope they will not be violent towards me. This will not be a good sign if I am to live in the area. I go to walk through them, and they ignore me completely and cycle off. One of the teenagers I see,  is in fact a middle-aged Asian man with a moustache.
With someone else? Am I moving in with someone else? The house is down a small alleyway (again, more concern at the location) - even though the alleyway or path seems quite open. I say goodbye to someone as I go to look at the house? Meeting an estate agent outside? This section of the dream is quite confused.
Near the big supermarket. I am pleased to see there is a bookstore here 'John Hale Books' or something similar. I am tempted to have a look around before they close. The bookshop is situated inside a huge area contained by perspex walls. The feeling of a shopping centre interior. I walk around the curving perspex walls, looking for a way in. There are ways in - but these - cut into the perspex itself are only about three foot high - as if made for dwarves or children.

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(i woke up after the last of these dreams and scribbled notes to help me remember them when I woke. One of the notes I wrote reads (it is quite illwegible) 'new way home'. I can't remember if this is connected to one of the above dreams or not. I have a singular image connected with this phrase, of a green bush lining a pedestrian walkway under a wet and grey sky.)