Female friend and I are running from something that appears human when looked at. No matter how much we run, it always appears to be a minute or so behind. Eventually we realize that it cannot see us as long as we stand still against a wall or something that would blend us in.
While hiding inside of a convenience store, I look at the pack of cigars. When I check the price, they are 67,000 and now I am left with a choice to steal or put them back. Stalker appears and we run yet again thru what appears to be Hollywood Blvd.
We come across a minor celebrity whom I've had contact before and I ask him if he has a phone number for a much larger celebrity and if he can contact her regarding us. He calls her and she tells to meet her few blocks down. We watch her roll by in a car going towards an industrial area with our stalker visible, heading towards us.
As we get to the industrial part, all trees around are black, thick and very tall. Denis is also with us and walking in the middle of the road. Ahead of us is a herd of black wildebeest with horns curved backwards and denis is walking directly towards one of them. One of the beast turns towards Denis and charges, hitting him directly between its horns and makes him wrap around its head. I yell at him to hold on tight and try to choke it out by wrapping one of the legs and squeezing with arm.
Further down were a herd of large, black crocodiles with one small one on a sidewalk. They had long noses and very thick tails. Small one turned towards me and attempt to bite. I put my foot on its nose/mouth which made it squelch, it's tail also reduced to that of a rat. At that point I picked it up to examine closer.
A female came down from the house nearby with her kids and took a small crocodile from me. She turned it over and said it was a female by pointing at a circular red pattern with a line going down thru it like the female sign. Cloaka is here she pointed at the metal mesh covering multiple holes. Under the pattern was another circle of red dots. I asked her what a male one would look like and she laughed at me.
She took us back to her apartment few flight of stairs up. Inside she showed a computer that was powered by one of these crocodile processors, a book of coloring art which had half of the art already painted and you had to complete the rest of it with hints painted with very light color, and a pair of shoes with crocodiles painted on them.
I wanted to take the computer, but while watching on tv how to do the art book, I took the shoes only as I left the apartment.
As we walked down the street, a stalker appeared yet again which caused us to flee into a store nearby. We stood against the isles as it walked right by us as if we weren't even there even thought we were talking loud. A moment later as we started to relax it appeared between our legs from the other side of the isle. By this point I no longer wanted to run away and actually asked him why he was chasing us and what he thought of my crocodile shoes.