This dream was short & vivid. It shows how noticing illogical scenarios within dreams can quickly create that "hang on a minute - I'm dreaming" reaction.
I recall being outside some buildings in the early evening. I stood in the shadows, knowing that around the corner sat a group of middle aged men. They were sitting in either a garage, or a small warehouse, discussing something.
I held in my hand a gun. From my position of cover, I began shooting the men, one by one. They were probably only sitting 15 yards from me. After firing each shot, a man would tumble to the ground. The others would look around, then continue their discussions. I probably shot 3 men before realising that the gun chamber was empty; there were two remaining.
A strange thing then occurred. "Why don't you use this one," said one of the two men, a grey haired, slightly older looking guy. He was facing me now, holding a bullet in his fingertips; I approached, stepping between the bodies of the people I had just shot dead, took the bullet & retreated to my vantage point. The two men continued their discussions as I re-loaded.
I took aim at the other man, pulled the trigger, & missed his head. The bullet ricocheted off the wall behind him....He turned around and looked outraged. Sitting next to him, the grey haired man who had given me the extra bullet was surprised and worried.
Sensing danger, I turned and ran. My intended target was quick to his feet. He began firing on me when I was maybe 50yards or so from the scene. I ran through busy traffic, using the moving cars as shields. I can't recall ever running so fast in a dream!
For some unknown reason, I was wearing a police radio. As I ran through the streets, past countless streetlights & cars, I heard their calls.....sightings of me running down such&such a street....past a bridge...etc, etc. Soon, I was blending into the night and the streets, confident I wouldn't be found. Walking underneath a bridge at night, catching my breath with a gun in my hand, I was positive that I was in the middle of a bizarre dream !!
Kind regards,
Mark
I recall being outside some buildings in the early evening. I stood in the shadows, knowing that around the corner sat a group of middle aged men. They were sitting in either a garage, or a small warehouse, discussing something.
I held in my hand a gun. From my position of cover, I began shooting the men, one by one. They were probably only sitting 15 yards from me. After firing each shot, a man would tumble to the ground. The others would look around, then continue their discussions. I probably shot 3 men before realising that the gun chamber was empty; there were two remaining.
A strange thing then occurred. "Why don't you use this one," said one of the two men, a grey haired, slightly older looking guy. He was facing me now, holding a bullet in his fingertips; I approached, stepping between the bodies of the people I had just shot dead, took the bullet & retreated to my vantage point. The two men continued their discussions as I re-loaded.
I took aim at the other man, pulled the trigger, & missed his head. The bullet ricocheted off the wall behind him....He turned around and looked outraged. Sitting next to him, the grey haired man who had given me the extra bullet was surprised and worried.
Sensing danger, I turned and ran. My intended target was quick to his feet. He began firing on me when I was maybe 50yards or so from the scene. I ran through busy traffic, using the moving cars as shields. I can't recall ever running so fast in a dream!
For some unknown reason, I was wearing a police radio. As I ran through the streets, past countless streetlights & cars, I heard their calls.....sightings of me running down such&such a street....past a bridge...etc, etc. Soon, I was blending into the night and the streets, confident I wouldn't be found. Walking underneath a bridge at night, catching my breath with a gun in my hand, I was positive that I was in the middle of a bizarre dream !!
Kind regards,
Mark