Jun 05, 2009 08:12
So... Last night I had a dream that my father was a True Fae (C:tL style). It amounted to a several hour long chase with him using everything from Dogs to Hounds to try to kill me for some undisclosed reason. I was returning the favor and often giving as good as I got. At the end it was me staring him down and walking into a hail of gunfire (not pleasant when you can feel your dreams). His aim sucked which is justifiable as his job was to lay or disarm landmines not so much shoot people. He reloaded his M4 just as I got to him and I took a bullet in the chest as I removed his mag. For some reason this completely defeated him and my friends were safe.
What’s that you say, I didn’t mention my friends before this... Yeah, neither did the dream. Apparently they were next.
I collapsed to the ground and bled to death slowly. As the light faded I woke up with a start...
My only thought? “Man, I’ve gotta pee.” So I went downstairs and did.