For some reason I was walking down a sidewalk near a church at night. I was walking a little faster than the two men in front of me, so I soon came within earshot. They were discussing some heinous deed, and without looking one said "We now you're back there, Earl," (my name's not Earl). I followed a little while longer, and then decided to go back.
After a while I heard one of the guys say that "This has got to be the most dubious deed of our lives." I looked around, and saw them chasing me. I tried to run but I couldn't go faster than a slow walk. I experienced this before in dreams: if you try to run, you trip after about two steps. I decided to go indoors.
The nearest place looked like a hotel or apartment building, so I went in. I told the receptionist "Two men are chasing me, can I have asylum?" She immediately turned around and started to dial on a wierd rotary telephone. Suddenly I noticed my friend close by. I don't know if the receptionist turned into him, or if he appeared out of nowhere. We talked for a while, but then the dream ended.