Last night I dreamed I was at some naval or air force military base investigating how someone had died many years ago. At first I thought it was a natural death, but someone hinted that it may not have been. Also I & the other person & possibly some others entered into a top security room where there were bookcases, display cases, desks & file cabinets & filing boxes in it. We weren't really supposed to be looking thru the stuff, but someone had encouraged me to. I was trying to be discreet b/c there was a security guard nearby, but he didn't seem to be looking at me. I found what appeared to be suspicious paper currency & receipts inside a box. I snuck some out & put it in my pants pocket for later scrutiny. We then exited the room into another museum looking room with lots of photos & stuff on the walls. Then the female wanting me to investigate in the first place wanted me to interview a guard who she thought would know about the "death". I agreed, but it turned out I had to be "patted down" to make sure I had no recording device or weapons. I didn't want him to know I'd taken the money so I made an excuse to go back in the room & stuffed it into the box I originally found it. Then went back to the other room. The guard started checking me. I thought it was odd that they didn't have a female pat me down, & I was uncomfortable b/c my jeans were really tight to the point of being uncomfortable. The guard got a little too into what he was doing. I finally told him that foreplay doesn't last as long, he got a little embarrassed & apologized & said we could start the interview. In the meantime the female I was helping was discreetly looking thru items she wasn't supposed to while the guards attention was on me. She found a book she thought had clues. She pointed to it & indicated I needed to somehow smuggle it out of the place & take it with me. I was trying to figure out how b/c I couldn't hide it on me b/c my pants were too tight.

Then I woke up.