I was drove up to a place with Nick (husband). We had to come to a stop. People had put pine straw down on the road and I wondered how that would hold up over the gravel. Nick looked down below and pointed out that a guy was going to come ask his for help. The guy and his friends were trying to get their car to start. They weren't very good guys so we weren't going to be able to help them. I saw a group of black guys on a porch and saw that one was being held against his will. They made it look like he was one of them, but I could see in his eyes that he wasn't. They had intentions to kill him. I told them I knew they had pastor Jason and they had to release him. How would they feel if they were the ones being held captive? I asked each one that question and they all said they wouldn't want to be prisoner. They let him go. I took him back to a place that didn't have a lot of lights on and what looked like a bar. I celebrated with the guys who were rescued and pastor Jason. They were all wearing black and we were in a dark hallway.
I got a call from pastor Jason that a guy who was rescued had chest x rays done and that I had hurt a guy's chest from being too excited when we celebrated. I didn't even think I touched the guy, but I was very sorry and apologized. I told their girlfriends I was sorry. I didn't mean to hurt him. I walked back to the bar area that was dimly lit. I wasn't drinking but the guy I was talking to was drinking a blue sports drink. I saw a shot of a football game with Janet's (old acquaintance who had spiritually abused me) name in yellow like she'd gotten a penalty in the game. The guy and I talked about Brian (a friend) who was bar tending.