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This morning I had a pretty normal dream for me, but I'll let you in on the fun.
It started off I was in a big warehouse store like Sam's club or what not, and I was walking around and ended up in the toy section. Where for some reason this guy was dedicating all these toy cars and trucks to the store. After a short speech from the guy the kids were released into the section to play. All of a sudden all the toy cars and trucks turned on and exploded. Everyone was running around in panic over the dead children. Even I was wandering around the store crying my eyes out.
Then as if I stepped through time, I'm in this gym type place, walking and this guy starts talking shit. I walk up to him and get in his face and begin getting rude and rowdy with the guy. I then push him up against the wall where I reach back to hit him in the face with my already balled fist when, Dr. Cox from the show scrubs walks up and breaks us up. He then proceeded to tell me something to break me down, then build me back up again.
Afterwards I went on my way and walked through a door where I turned back into the store I was previously. A crowd was waiting around the site of the explosion to see the after math. As I stood there looking on this hispanic lady said something in spanglish that meant I saw a Philippine guy walking away right before the blast occurred. I thought to myself, "does this lady think I'm a cop or something?" Well I looked down at myself the minute I thought this and it turns out I was.
As soon as I came to that conclusion I walked through another door, at which now I was in a series of offices, and or rooms you would find in a house. I was trying to find the people responsible for this horrific act. I hurried to one of the rooms as I heard some one coming. It was a kitchen I ended up in. I started going through drawers, cabinets and pantries, trying to find any shred of evidence. As I'm searching I hear a voice say hey what are...
This morning I had a pretty normal dream for me, but I'll let you in on the fun.
It started off I was in a big warehouse store like Sam's club or what not, and I was walking around and ended up in the toy section. Where for some reason this guy was dedicating all these toy cars and trucks to the store. After a short speech from the guy the kids were released into the section to play. All of a sudden all the toy cars and trucks turned on and exploded. Everyone was running around in panic over the dead children. Even I was wandering around the store crying my eyes out.
Then as if I stepped through time, I'm in this gym type place, walking and this guy starts talking shit. I walk up to him and get in his face and begin getting rude and rowdy with the guy. I then push him up against the wall where I reach back to hit him in the face with my already balled fist when, Dr. Cox from the show scrubs walks up and breaks us up. He then proceeded to tell me something to break me down, then build me back up again.
Afterwards I went on my way and walked through a door where I turned back into the store I was previously. A crowd was waiting around the site of the explosion to see the after math. As I stood there looking on this hispanic lady said something in spanglish that meant I saw a Philippine guy walking away right before the blast occurred. I thought to myself, "does this lady think I'm a cop or something?" Well I looked down at myself the minute I thought this and it turns out I was.
As soon as I came to that conclusion I walked through another door, at which now I was in a series of offices, and or rooms you would find in a house. I was trying to find the people responsible for this horrific act. I hurried to one of the rooms as I heard some one coming. It was a kitchen I ended up in. I started going through drawers, cabinets and pantries, trying to find any shred of evidence. As I'm searching I hear a voice say hey what are you doing in here, I freeze and begin going though my coat inside pocket for my gun, but my hands were to slow. The guy was already after me. At that moment I spot a baseball bat and begin using it in my defense. I put down three or four guys with it. Going out of the kitchen into a living room where one more stands, a black burly man with dreadlocks, and a baseball bat in each hand. We circle the room. I'm timid at first. Then I go in for the kill and we match perfectly. We're swinging and blocking and swinging and dodging. During this dance to the end I end up breaking one of his bats, so he only has one now. I finally break through his defenses and hit him, but it it does not phase him. Again and again and I hit his body with blows that would cripple a small elephant. Nothing is wearing him down. Finally the other bat breaks and he rushes me. He runs and ducks his head under my arm and pushes me over the couch. Now he is pined. I have him in a guillotine. This is a move in which his head is under my arm, choking him, and my other arm goes under his arm. Where now my arms are going from his neck, across his chest, to under his arm. I wrap my legs around his waist, so I can torque his head down and cut off the blood supply to his brain. It was at that moment I woke up.
It started off I was in a big warehouse store like Sam's club or what not, and I was walking around and ended up in the toy section. Where for some reason this guy was dedicating all these toy cars and trucks to the store. After a short speech from the guy the kids were released into the section to play. All of a sudden all the toy cars and trucks turned on and exploded. Everyone was running around in panic over the dead children. Even I was wandering around the store crying my eyes out.
Then as if I stepped through time, I'm in this gym type place, walking and this guy starts talking shit. I walk up to him and get in his face and begin getting rude and rowdy with the guy. I then push him up against the wall where I reach back to hit him in the face with my already balled fist when, Dr. Cox from the show scrubs walks up and breaks us up. He then proceeded to tell me something to break me down, then build me back up again.
Afterwards I went on my way and walked through a door where I turned back into the store I was previously. A crowd was waiting around the site of the explosion to see the after math. As I stood there looking on this hispanic lady said something in spanglish that meant I saw a Philippine guy walking away right before the blast occurred. I thought to myself, "does this lady think I'm a cop or something?" Well I looked down at myself the minute I thought this and it turns out I was.
As soon as I came to that conclusion I walked through another door, at which now I was in a series of offices, and or rooms you would find in a house. I was trying to find the people responsible for this horrific act. I hurried to one of the rooms as I heard some one coming. It was a kitchen I ended up in. I started going through drawers, cabinets and pantries, trying to find any shred of evidence. As I'm searching I hear a voice say hey what are...