Have you ever dreamed of getting shot? Last night I had a dream in which I and my boss were near a collection of homes. I can’t describe the homes, I just know they were homes. We walked out of the building we were currently in towards a group of people. These people were discussing the fear that the “other group” was planning an attack on us quite soon.
My boss and I decided we would stay with this group and defend whatever it was they were defending. We asked for weapons and they handed us these gun-looking things. They then tossed us a bag of the bullets. I looked inside and these things looked like a mix between bbs and authentic bullets. So I asked, “If we get hit with these, are they going to tear us up?” One of them replied, “Well yeah. I mean, we are serious about this.”
My boss and I shared a look and we decided to make our escape. As they were formulating their plan, we casually walked back to the house we originated from, found a vehicle and drove off.
Then I woke up.
