I had a fun dream last night. I was a clerk at the National Security Agency and, as such, responsible for overseeing a lot of highly sensitive intelligence info. My wife had also been employed at the NSA as a spy, before she tragically died in a car accident a few years prior.
In my job, I accidentally came across info. that my wife was actually still alive but that the NSA had put her into a Witness Protection Program because she'd been hunted by foreign assassins. After discovering this, I was suddenly being hunted by a number of people. I believed they were trying to get to me to glean information as to the whereabouts of my wife (though I had no idea where she was!). It turns out I was being hunted by the NSA, who had sent government assassins after me, afraid that my knowledge of my very-much-alive wife would somehow make me compromise the intelligence info. to which I had access.
In the end, I escaped my would-be killers by hiding out at a Depeche Mode store playing pachinko machines. Yes, a Depeche Mode store.
In my job, I accidentally came across info. that my wife was actually still alive but that the NSA had put her into a Witness Protection Program because she'd been hunted by foreign assassins. After discovering this, I was suddenly being hunted by a number of people. I believed they were trying to get to me to glean information as to the whereabouts of my wife (though I had no idea where she was!). It turns out I was being hunted by the NSA, who had sent government assassins after me, afraid that my knowledge of my very-much-alive wife would somehow make me compromise the intelligence info. to which I had access.
In the end, I escaped my would-be killers by hiding out at a Depeche Mode store playing pachinko machines. Yes, a Depeche Mode store.
suispud1:
Any dream with Depeche Mode in it automatically qualifies as a nightmare.
mel_belle:
awesome dream! I want to hang out in a Depeche Mode store! Oh and guess what I have a pachinko machine!!!