wack!
I had this crazy dream last night that disturbed even me!
In the dream I was two people one good the other evil- It was in the future and there was only a few people left in the world. I was apart of a group of people who were looking for a safe haven. We stopped at an abandoned house to look at a map- it was blistering hot outside and a group of people had gathered in a corner to discuss our where abouts. The bad me was in another room with a dog we found. The good me went exploring through out the house and found an old shot gun and shells. Just then the good me hears the dog yelp in pain and the bad me walks out of the room with a scapula. The good me knows right away what's going to happen and begins loading the shot gun. The good me crotches down and watches as the bad me walks over to the group looking at the map and raises the knife to cut someone. The good me fires the shot gun twice hitting the bad me in the back and face, but it has no effect, the bad me begins to slash at the group, cutting faces, throats, etc. The good me throws the gun down and runs for a car knowing some how that there is a handgun inside behind one of the seats- and as the Good me runs a voice says ," I don't know what was wrong with me but the more I did it the better I felt, so I didn't stop." Then I woke up...
I was scared shitless- the dream was no big deal but the last little saying at the end is what freaked me out the most- Fucked up Shit!
In the dream I was two people one good the other evil- It was in the future and there was only a few people left in the world. I was apart of a group of people who were looking for a safe haven. We stopped at an abandoned house to look at a map- it was blistering hot outside and a group of people had gathered in a corner to discuss our where abouts. The bad me was in another room with a dog we found. The good me went exploring through out the house and found an old shot gun and shells. Just then the good me hears the dog yelp in pain and the bad me walks out of the room with a scapula. The good me knows right away what's going to happen and begins loading the shot gun. The good me crotches down and watches as the bad me walks over to the group looking at the map and raises the knife to cut someone. The good me fires the shot gun twice hitting the bad me in the back and face, but it has no effect, the bad me begins to slash at the group, cutting faces, throats, etc. The good me throws the gun down and runs for a car knowing some how that there is a handgun inside behind one of the seats- and as the Good me runs a voice says ," I don't know what was wrong with me but the more I did it the better I felt, so I didn't stop." Then I woke up...
I was scared shitless- the dream was no big deal but the last little saying at the end is what freaked me out the most- Fucked up Shit!