And while I'm droppin; things here, I might as well throw in my dream log for anyone who's interested, otherwise just go ahead and skip this post.
"Dream Log.
Day 0
Classical warfare
I'm a telepathic commander looking over my team, seeing what they see through their eyes.
3 men, a large black man, a Mexican and a bearded American are in my team.
They have infiltrated a rebel camp and sweeping the area from terrorist activities
the American and Mexican investigate outside, the black is outside.
For some reason I am now seeing through the eyes of someone who is not in my team, a Mexican male with bandaged arms standing in a large hole
the bandages start unwrapping from his arms and he starts to sing a classical opera tune, I don't know what song.
Now for some reason the black soldier is petrified and can't move, the floating bandages come up from the whole and grabs him
the Mexican male then floats up as if he was being reeled in to the soldier
The soldier screams and the Mexican continues to sing opera, I am seeing through the Mexicans eyes again as
he takes out a knife and begins to cut the black soldiers face -who is still petrified and unable to move - over and over again, blood pours from the wounds.
End of day 0
Day 1
Pray and Die.
I was a spy, I don't know who I was spying on, but I had been caught,
my captors handcuffed my hands behind me and sat me on a chair, when they
left the room I undid the cuffs, but left them on so that I could throw
them off.
When he came back, he simply threw me a key and a cell phone and left.
2 minutes later 2 skinny men and a fat lady - all handcuffed - are forced
in the room, the fat lady looks at me and says "You, you have the means to free us!"
I'm confused, I drop my cuffs and look at the key and the cell phone, the cell phone
turns on and a video starts playing, I don't remember what it played but I know it had the text
"Pray and die" on it.
I don't get a chance to freak out, the lights go out, I hear an awful scream as I run to a cornor.
I saw a little girl appear from nowhere in the room, then disappear.
A small red light illuminates my cornor of the room, the two skinny men are still panicking, yelling
Then something grabs my leg and growls.
End of Day 1.
Day 2
Wasteland
Me and my two Friends are scavenging an abandoned garage for parts and the like, while searching I tell one friend
I'd like to take here away from the southern part of the waste to the better part of the country, I guess we are close
since she happily agrees.
Then 4 black men walk in, one says "What are y'all doing here?"
I go for my gun "Scavenging, problem?" and another replies
"Man whatever, ain't nothing good here."
another pours out a bag on his back on the table, it's filled with cash and a stack of cards.
they all sit down and begin to play cards.
I'm sitting on a stool next to my female friend talking about the north
my male friend asks "You know, there's an old base still down here we haven't hit yet, how about it? one last
grand adventure?"
I agree, since it is the last time I'll see him again.
We put on our masks as we head out into some frozen tundra.
End of Day 2"
