Lizard-Sitter

I was babysitting two big lizards for a woman. The woman said she usually let them sleep in her bed, and I decided I would do the same. However, after a couple minutes of a lizard crawling around in the sleeping bag I was staying in, I changed my mind.
Me and another person had killed someone. We drove out to this really remote area and pulled the victim out of our trunk. He looked like a young black business man. We took him into a building to find a place to hide him. Cops/detectives showed up looking for us, but they weren't in uniform and they looked more like painters or plumbers. They individually questioned my accomplice and I, and I felt very willing to give them whatever information they wanted.
I was playing a game with my NZ group. We were at a huge park by the beach, and the object was to get the ball from the starting point to the finish. The rules were that you could only run on the paths as opposed to just anywhere, and you could pick up the ball and throw it but you couldn't carry it with you. It was individual, everyone versus everyone, so basically it was just a bunch of people sprinting for the ball and then throwing it. The finish was at the beach, and you had to give the ball to a random person on the beach to win. I was winning the game, and when I got to the beach I gave the ball to a girl who was with her dad.