I only remember one dream.

I was married and had a son. At night he was bullied and tortured by a neighbor's boy, many people were seeing it but they kept quiet. One morning we found our son almost dead, he was like in a coma but he also had his soul captured and hidden somewhere by the boy. Our son was found in a forest and almost immediately that forest was turned into an highway, the most insulting thing about this is that they called a little bridge that was almost in the sewers after our son. We knew it was the boy and that most people knew about it. My husband and I started to do our own investigation to help our son come back. We started by disguising ourselves as doctors to snoop around in the hospital our son was. That's all I remember.