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I dreamt that I had hurt my leg somehow and was temporarily in a wheelchair. I could walk a little without it, but it wasn't a great idea. It was getting near to the holidays, and I was at an outdoor mall shopping, I'd just made my purchases and was heading home across this wooden bridge thing over a grassy uneven field below.
I saw this guy coming up toward the mall, with this really odd long boxy thing that I thought might have been a gun, but wasn't sure.
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I jog-limped as fast as I could to get underneath him. He dropped over the side of the footbridge too, right next to me, and I got my hands on his boxy rifle. We struggled, I got it away from him. I pointed it at him and tried to back away, searching for the trigger.
I had him in the sights now and thought "I'm bad with faces, I need to memorize his face so I can pick him out of a lineup later. Do I shoot? Can I even be sure of hitting him? He missed me earlier."
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@Soreth *hugs very soff* ;o;
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@Soreth *offers tight hugs and warm glow * you are here with us now. I'm sorry your dreams were so harsh to you
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@Oneironott Thanks. It's been a while, I guess I was due for another bad one. o..x;
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He had a pistol at his side I didn't know about.
As he pointed it at me and started to pull the trigger, the knowledge that my death was coming began to fill my mind, and then I finally woke up.
I'm still crying.