I had a rather ...political dream.
I was in a university event with several friends, and I was seriously stressed, so I wanted to shout my stress away, like how people in Korean telenovelas do it. So, shout I did, and the activists started to run forward to the stage. And then, gunfire from the stage. A cannon firing small bits, and people scrambling not to get hit. It was all my fault. The guns were targeting me. I was going to be arrested and killed now. I had to run.
And I ran as fast as I could, until we weren't in sight. There was no way I could hide forever, but at least I could still breathe for one more night, before they find me again and I have no way out. I will not run.
And I ran as fast as I could, until we weren't in sight. There was no way I could hide forever, but at least I could still breathe for one more night, before they find me again and I have no way out. I will not run.