I have had these two sets of recurring dreams for quite some time now.

Dream #1a - I can fly in my dreams, but I am trapped inside and the not so nice people in the room, usually laughing, simply reach up and grab me with their bony fingers (using the hand not holding their drink).

Dream #1b - I can fly in my dreams, and if I am lucky enough to finally get outside, I get caught up in prickly tree branches, or worse, entangled in powerlines with the physical sensation of fishing line tightly pressing against my flesh.

Dream #2 - When I am fighting against the bad guys, I pull the trigger on my snub-nosed pistol, but the bullet slowly rolls down the barrel, sounding tinny and hollow like nothing more than a slow rolling BB, until it falls out and onto the ground.

To aid in the accuracy of your interpretation, I will also inform you that many times these haunting dreams find me clothed only in my bath robe.

Also, now that I have written it out and have thought about it a little more, I believe I have Dream #2 figured out, so please just focus on Dream #1a and #1b and let me know. Thanks.