Last night I dreamed I was driving along a road with a man I knew very vaguely. We passed an object lying in the road - a very shiny and full briefcase/satchel, and I shouted to stop and pick it up. We fetched it into the car and opened it and there were papers that I knew (from a previous job working in a science department in a school) that the briefcase belonged to a science teacher. We drove to a nearby school and I walked along a corridor, asking the way to the Head's office. When we were in the office and handing over the briefcase, the Head (a man in a suit, the place all looked very smart and formal and more like a Public school than a comprehensive) became defensive and furtive and treated us as though we'd been handling national secrets. I wondered (inside my head, I often find that I have 'thoughts' in dreams, and memories of things that haven't happened, almost as though they are 'dream memories'), if the teacher who lost the briefcase had put it on the roof of his car and driven off, and that's how it got lost.
As we left the school, feeling rather dismissed and slightly guilty rather than thanked for having done our civic duty, a small girl came up and pressed a piece of paper into my hand, that I think she thought had fallen from the briefcase. It had someting Very Important written on it...
I have only tangentially been aware of the documents found at a bus stop (?) recently, and have no real interest in them, although they did feature on the news I heard in the car yesterday. Maybe my brain found this fascinating and decided to elaborate?