Assassination

Wow. Last night's dream was intense.



I hanging out with my friend, Darin, at some business that had weird architecture. I even hit my head on a low hanging spot. When we left I was having a hard time finding my left shoe.

When I finally found it I realized that we were witnessing a gang shoot out. So we took off.


We went to some bar like place and stayed there a little while then I went home. At home my wife had me take her to an oil change place so we could get the "ladies day" discount. I left her there and wandered around a little bit.


I was walking around for awhile when out of the blue it was night and I was driving a compact sedan home with some groceries. As I was driving along a cop pulled me over. For some reason I got out of the car and sat down with a blanket around me. When the cop pulled in front of me I just apologized and said this is what usually happens so I just did it first. The cop shrugged it off and asked me if I recognized the people in his car.


I did of course. It was the president and vice president and their families all crammed in one car. Half of them piled out of the cop car and got into mine. I was shaking hands and whatnots, while the cop explained that they had been found and rescued. Apparently, they had been kidnapped. Bush showed me his hands and they were cut up.


We got in the car and they started driving. We went down this one road when a black car pulled out in front of us and Cheney cursed. "They" had found us. He tried to whip my car around but the black car immediately rammed us. Everyone jumped out and ran towards this gate that had to cops in riot gear protecting it. I ran with them and watched the cops die as I pushed thru the gate.


I saw a warehouse up ahead and saw that Bush and some of his aids were already almost to it. I ran as hard as I could. Some of us didn't even make it to the warehouse. Once inside I witnessed Cheney, Bush, their families and even some of their grandkids get killed as I ran and ran. I was the only one left.


I realized that the warehouse contained stacks upon stacks of movies on VHS. The bullets kept knocking over stacks as I ran thru. I ran around a corner and saw some ladder like stairs that looked like they might lead to somewhere I could hide. When I was close to the top, I found a spot that I would have to come around into the open to get past. I looked around a couple times, saw that it was clear, but found out it wasn't when I tried to go. I looked right at one of the assassins. He shouted and ran towards the stairwell.


For some reason I noticed that the movies this stairwell led to were about terrorists and I wondered if that made the guy extra mad. I jumped down hoping to confuse the guy a little and ran into another room. In that room their were a few holes leading down to something, so I jumped into one, but unfortunately it was a dead end. It appeared to be a mini shrine, like one of those live art rooms artists make to express themselves, that was dedicated to one of the terrorist movies. The guy chasing me jumped down, too and I desperately ran back up the ladder to get out.


At this point I was totally scared out of my mind and I tried several different holes to hide in but most of them seemed too open and/or dead ends. I finally jumped in one hole that was a room of holes. I pulled up the cardboard covering more holes and dove in. After a going down a couple empty rooms I found a hole that was just into dirt and was a very small tunnel just barely my body width around. I crawled into it. (For those that don't know. I'm mildly claustrophobic. This upped my fear factor quite a bit.) I closed my eyes and just kept crawling scared out of my mind.


I suddenly had a bird's eye view of the room that was on top of the tunnel I was crawling in and I saw the guy looking in the tunnels trying to find me and I knew I was down there only a few turns away at a dead end wondering if I was going to be able to back out. I was also reliving the horror of watching so many people die. When mercifully my dream ended.


I am sitting still kinda shaking from that nightmare as I write this.