Schizophrenia

I was chased. By a girl. Or girls. I felt that she/they tried to hurt me somehow. That was the first part of the dream about. I don't remember the middle part, so I move the story to the last two scenes.
Scene 1: Me and 3 of my friends are going somewhere, where someone is mentally sick.
At one point I spotted that one of my friends was making some gestures toward a person I didn't know. It was clear that he was communicating something. I was bewildered so I stopped and started to think what is going on. I said to my companions, that I cannot go with them, since I don't trust them any more. Then they looked at each other and one of them started to explain me that I am the person who is mentally sick. For the last 2 years they had tried to separate me from the sickness. They had been lying to me so I could have lived in my own imaginary world. This information swept me on my feet.
Scene 2: I'm lying on the altar of the church, under a gigantic statue of crucified Jesus. He (the statue of Jesus) was saying something unrecognizable very loudly, with a sinister timbre and quick pace. Then entire statue bended, or rather flipped toward my body lying on the altar, continuing with this hypnotizing mantra.
Then I woke up.

A riddle

I was a manager of a music club that was in the middle of the opening. I employed a female DJ to play at the party, but she brought only two discs. She said that she can manage with only two CDs because she can play some songs twice. (This particular girl in a real life is a friend of a friend and she is not a DJ, as far as I know). Then I had a meeting with some important town clerk (maybe a mayor), at which I was about to explain the vision of my music club. However, instead of questions about the club, the guy started to give me riddles, such as: "how many eyes do moles have?" or "what are dimensions of A4 size paper?". So I started to give him riddles to. Then I woke up.

blast!

I was sitting at my mother's apartment. The building looked almost the same as the real one, but was much bigger. There was TV on, airing political statement of the opposition leader Kaczyński, who was claiming that everyone in the country should apologize him. Someone switched the channel to the weather forecast. The weatherman said, that there is an extraordinarily big storm cloud over Warsaw. I took a look over the window and I noticed that there is actually a big shadow looming. All of the sudden it started to rain impossibly heavily. It looked like a torrent, but with much bigger raindrops. And just a moment later the storm begun. The thunderbolts started to hit the earth with very loud claps that sounded like a distant nuke detonation, with it's metallic echo.
The building we were in (my mother was present, but not actually visible) started to fall over. It saw it in slow motion and after a while it turned out that I'm not in a building but in a slowly descending airplane. It was obvious that the plane is going to crash. Then I woke up.