My brother and his wife show up unexpectedly at the house [my dad’s] demanding their birthday gifts. I say I’ll go grab them and I’ll be right back. I go to my room and search desperately for something I can give them. I try to find things that look like I actually planned to give them, but it doesn’t work out so well.
Then me and Bell go to Walmart, which looks like P-store but larger. We’re there for a friend who is in trouble. We find her, her being Mary, who is in a promiscuous prom dress in the tires and crafts section. She is wanted dead. Me and Bell come up with an escape plan and explain it all to Mary. The escape plan is one we were taught by our master, an old man who is very wise.
The plan is to split up once we’re on the streets, and we will all converge again on a specific block which Mary is to circle. She seems drunk, or even drugged, however. All me and Bell can do is pray that she does what she’s told to do.
We run out of the store, split up, and me and Bell go looking for her in a black SUV just as planned. However, Mary is nowhere to be found. Me and Bell are discovered, and are forced to abandon our vehicle down the street. We’re being shot at, but manage to zigzag enough to avoid being hit and by cutting through an abandoned building, eventually lose our pursuers- or so I thought. I’m proven wrong when Bell is shot three times in the chest, falling in a heap to the ground.
I have no time to let the loss of my friend sink in. I have to get away, I have to survive. I run out the door and down the block, but I am caught by a guy my age with dark skin. He tackles me to the ground and I take his shaved head in my hands and- kiss him. I /really/ kiss him, like there’s no tomorrow. He eats it up. I ask him how old he is, and he tells me nine. /Nine/. I freak out, enjoying the kiss but feeling sick that I just made out with a nine year old- despite him looking at the youngest nine/teen/. He isn’t happy with my reaction- actually, he looks rather sad.
With the boy conflicted with emotion- I manage to run away. I make it all the way to my master’s headquarters. I know that Bell is dead, but I have hopes that Mary is still alive- hope that I can still find her. I didn’t see her death, so there’s a chance she’s alright, right? Despite the chance, I know the odds are slim- with her being intoxicated and with a death warrant out on her head. [End]
Relative to Real Life~
Night of September 6th, 2012
Real-life characters: Brother, brother’s wife, Bell, Mary.
Dream-created characters: Pursuers of Mary, master.
Real-life places: Dad’s house, “P-Store”.
Dream-created places: Store, streets, SUV, abandoned building, master’s headquarters.
Different than real life: I don’t see my brother nor his wife barely ever, I’m not tight friends with Bell nor friends at all with Mary anymore, Bell has never been shot as far as I know, Bell is still very much alive, me and Bell have never studied under a “master” of any kind.
Reoccurring: No.
Precognitive: No experiences yet.
