Voices

I really hate confusing lucid dreams like this one. I am in my old office, the company I last worked for. I am inthe western hallways of the office, talking to my boss. She is telling me aboutanother coworker. "<PERSON> needs money to pay for Dish Network." She explains.I had wondered why <PERSON> was in the office. I was sure she no longer workedfor the company. My boss needed someone to take the check to her. She can befound in her old office where she is gathering some of her belongings leftbehind when she quit. I take the check from my boss and walk down to find <PERSON>.She is collecting her things and talking with another coworker, explaining whyshe came and why it took her so long. She is also explaining her money needs. As I approach I see she has a baby with her. I do not recallher being a parent or even having enough time since she left the company tohave a child so I cannot figure out whose child it is or why she would bring himin to the dirty office. I can see she is clearly struggling to maintain a holdon her things and take care of the baby at the same time. "I can help take care of the baby." I offer her assistance.She thanks me and heads off with some of her stuff. I take the baby into thecopy room where people are woreking and I leave it on the table. I next headdownstairs to get in my car. I know <PERSON> needs the check so I head to her new office, abuilding not too far away that looks more like a hotel or swanky apartment buildingthan an office. I pull up in the drive where a valet might normally stand andstart to get out of my red sports car (Ferrari?) when I realize that I don'thave the check with me. I left it back at the office. Even worse, I also leftthe baby behind. Doing a mental facepalm I climb back into the car and startdriving back to the office. I need to head down the road to 183 first, an oddroute to take back but I am familiar with it because it is the route I used touse to travel home from the office. Whether because of the route or the blue-and-white policecarI see at the intersection I become lucid. I am really impressed to see thepolicecar as it is the type <PERSON> used to have when I was growing up. Theywere very distinct. The police officer is actually standing outside his car asI pass, taking a look at my vehicle. He seems to actually be looking at me asthough I am an interesting subject. Back at the office I go upstairs and I check the copy roombut the baby is not there. Neither are the people from earlier so I have no-oneto ask. I head down the hall checking offices as I go, becoming increasinglyfrantic as I approach the end of the hall. I know it is a dream but somethingabout trying to find a baby drives me on. Reaching the end I make a right turn (knowing I will findthe child)and suddenly spot the baby with a guy named <PERSON>. I do not actuallyknow this guy but he seems to be attentive and is making noises at the baby soI do not mind his efforts. He even has Legos which should be too advanced forthe infant but I see the child has aged in the short time I was gone and cannow walk on his own. He walks towards a bike someone left in the office and Ibriefly worry he will get hurt by the axle of the rear wheel but he passes itwith ease. If that was not weird enough the baby can talk and does sowith the sound of a literate adult. His voice is quite mature and <PERSON> enough to cause me to lose lucidity completely. The baby tells mesomething about playing cards and then I wake up.