Matrimonial Nightmare

I just woke up from what should have been the best dream ever, but instead was one of my worst nightmares. No amount of lucid dreaming could save me from it. Not even knowing that it was just a dream was enough for me. My every fear about marriage was manifest in this one simple, yet complicated dream. Im hurrying to document it before it fades.

The first thing I remember was sitting on a park bench with a woman I did not recognize, but who I was obviously close friends with, because we were chatting about rather personal things.
It was dark then light then dark. Someone comes up from behind me and taps me on the shoulder rather roughly, so I turn, and look up, and its a rather heavy set man, in a suit, of sorts. Hes stumbling just slightly, so I figure he's been drinking. He asks me where the bathroom is, and at first Im too shocked to say anything, but inside I know I have to tell him to go as far from me as possible. So I point in the opposite direction from where I am sitting, and tell him its that way. He stumbles like he's about to go that way, I turn back around, but he's still there, talking to me, slurring more like it. And going on about how if he goes over there, and someone asks him how he knew where to go, he's going to tell them I sent him. I shrug, not caring, as long as he was far away from me.

The dream then skips to me on a bus, and there's a sudden dark shadow overhead, the bus detours down a one way street, then crashes into a wall. I jump out, after I realize Im not hurt, and run for it, because dark cloud cover overhead, and people running in the streets, my first thought is that there are aliens hovering, I mean come on, I live in NY, so we're prime target number one. Next thing I know, Im walking down Webster Avenue, and then I stop at what appears to be a theatre (which there is none on that street). I see my friend, the one I was talking to the night before, and we go in. Im wondering at this point "am I in a play, that would explain the conversation about dresses the night before". But turns out that its a wedding rehearsal, and not just anyone's wedding, my wedding! Now this is cause for alarm, because most of the faces on the groom's side are not known to me at all, and only a few of the people supposed to be here for me are familiar, not enough so that I can place an exact face or name, but just that feeling one gets of knowing someone.
So my senses are tingling, and all kinds of bad feelings are popping up, because I dont have any idea who Im supposed to be marrying. And no one has allowed me to see the groom. We're standing there in rehearsals, and I cant even see his face, much less his frame, or tell which of the men who is standing there, is my soon to be betrothed.
Suddenly someone on the groom's side stands up waving a cell phone, saying that someone on that side of the family passed away the other night. And someone says something about a funeral has to happen, and that why dont we do it in the same place/day as the wedding. At this point I had feared my mom was nowhere to be found, but she spokeup and said "are you out of your bleeping mind?!?" (good old mom good for putting it straight) so I run looking for her, and finally find her. Only the scene changes again, and this time, its the funeral, and I can almost see who the groom is, but then that fog appears, that doesnt allow me access. Everyone's crying, and I look to see who was in the casket, and it was the guy who had asked me where the bathroom was, the big guy from the park! Apparently that wasnt him being drunk, but he was shot with a low calibre weapon, so being a big dude, he may not have realized how bad he was hurt, and it took the bullets a long time to hit something major. Part of me was sad, but a huge part was relieved that he wasnt the groom! He was rather rude, and something about him screamed "no no no no no" in my head.
Then we're on to the next day, Im sitting in what looks like a hotel room, or at least a room thats just done up like one, and there are two kittens (damn commercials while im sleeping, filtering in im sure) and my friend from the other two days, is there, helping me get dressed. I cant even see my dress clearly, I just know its in 2 parts. The first part is the main part, and then there's this big puffy bottom part that is detachable so that I can move around without it when its time to go. Hopefully this is my failsafe, in case I decide to pull a runaway bride routine, which at this point is not out of the question. Ive managed to sneak downstairs and try and peak at the groom again, but still nothing.
Then the wedding march starts, and all these people are marching down the stairs, supposedly my bridal party, but I barely recognize the faces. My step dad is no where to be found, and he's supposed to be walking me down the stairs. So instead, the dude who played Huggy Bear from those 70s movies walks me down, and I get to the stage/pulpit. There must have been a commercial for some cookbook, because suddenly, everyone is happy they are getting a free cook book, thanks to the groom's family (so apprently Im marrying the heir of the mrs. dash fortune or lowrys, who the hell knows!)
So just as they're about to ask me to say my lines, I have already made up in my head that before I say anything, I need to see for myself, who it will be Im saying it to...
and just as Im about to demand that, there's a loud bang behind me, and I turn, and there are cookbooks and favors flying everywhere!
I wake up then, shaken, trying to catch my breath, because of the almost happening.

my mind if made up now, I have to get back on the lucid dreaming track, because now that Im dreaming again, I cant have them running amock!