Dream About Biovegetative Parking Garage

I had a lot of dreams last night that spanned across many subjects. One dream early in the night was spent living in a biovegitative parking garage /apartment. It was in the middle of an overgrown parking garage made of lava rock. There were ferns and vines and trees growing out of the cave walls.. my apartment was kind of terraced and open with each room on the three levels flowing into the next from the lava flows that created them long ago. The car areas were much lower down than my place. I don't know if I was renting g or squatting but it was beautiful and an amazing place both to look at and to live in. In the same building there was a movie theater and my son (now 16) was four years old and looking for me in the rows of seats. We finally found each other as the theater turned into a haunted house and the characters chased us as we laughed through the rows. I turned around and my baby boy was grown up into the 16 year old I'm assuming he is now. I haven't seen him since he was almost 7. His dad doesn't allow any communication. Later I had a dream that I was living in a what I'm assuming is an English country castle house. And there were two windows that didn't make any sense side by side. One was pink one was blue. They were at basement level but there was supposedly no basement. You couldn't see through them but they had elaborate golden colored locks hidden into the emblem in the center of the wooded panel across the middle of the window. The part that latches up when opened. I then saw something very bizarre at the same time I got a download of information. There was a Japanese woman with pigtails on a playground who was for lack of a better word, masturbating with a wand vibrator while in the sand box. She looked up and her eyes were bleeding and the same lock and emblem from the center of the window was screwed over her mouth. She was unable to open her mouth or speak but I understood exactly what she was trying to say because of the download. Her and her brother lives in that house and were both sexually abused by the staff and her estranged father who would come to visit regularly. The mom was on opium and didnt care and died when they were teens leaving them in the house alone. The father would still come and the staff of the house became extreme with the abuses. The sister and brother ended up getting killed either by their own hands or the abusers I'm not sure. But their souls were put into the locks on those windows painted pink and blue. They were on the basement level because they never had a chance to thrive. And I think I got a vision of her because I have been dealing with sexual exploitation from a friend lately. He means well but is causing massive damage to me emotionally and even physically sometimes during the sex acts I really don't have much say in. I'm an addict and he has been using that as a way to get me to be with him. Yet he doesn't actually give me my stuff when I've been with him either so he definitely has a control problem and is sadistic as hell on top of it. I like the sadistic part but I don't appreciate how transactional he makes things because his version of transactional is never fair and I always get under valued if not straight up used for nothing but an argument. It's sad.