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*God, I had a doozy of a dream last night. Found myself in a huge hospital, which looked more like a multi-level factory. A gunman entered the building, began terrorizing people. We were trying to protect the children in the building, ourselves -- trying to figure out where he was at any given time. Walls were soft green-blue, with eerie play of light and shadow. Seemed very real.
Bullets flew more than once. A child I knew back in my hometown, who's probably in his mid-20s now, was shot in the back of the neck. His sister died from a shot; I carried her to an alcove and covered her body. The boy's bullet was barely lodged in the base of his neck; could see the end of it stuck in his scalp, smeared with blood. I couldn't find a doctor, everything was crazy -- people panicking, some of us remaining calm. I touched the bullet and it practically fell out of its own accord. I dressed the wound as best as possible, told the boy to stay put as I needed to find a nurse or doctor to examine him better; I was afraid he might go into shock or begin bleeding profusely. He was already nearly too weak to move.
I found myself managing to escape from the hospital, trying to assist police and etc. where victims of the gunman were, etc.
I think I need a break from the daily news.
--Cindy
We all know [i]those[/i] Venusians: Doing their hair in shock waves, smoking electrical coronas, wearing Van Allen belts and resting their tiny elbows on a Geiger counter...
--John Sladek (The New Apocrypha)
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Last night, I dreamed of being a third person observing the life of a married couple.
It began with a slaughter of mass people at their wedding and then finally led to the mans death by warlocks wearing a white cloak with a blue hood and where horse masks.
The summoned a house to drop on the man and the woman cast a spell to repel them but they stabbed her to death.
Then I was in my own bathroom where the was two toilets.
The End.
BTW I watched half of T3 : Rise of the Machines before I weant to bed.
The MiniTruth passed its first act #001, comname: PATRIOT ACT on October 26, 2001.
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