Monday November 7, 1988
My best friend dreamt he was driving and stopped by the road. I was there. There were also some bad guys on motorcycles. One of them attacked someone in the car. My friend stuck his pistol into the attacker's eye and pulled the trigger, but the gun did not fire. My friend kept switching guns until he found one that worked.
I dreamt I was riding in my friend's car as we drove through a rough section of a city at night. The car had no top. Just before we made it to the open road, a guy jumped onto the back of the car and attacked me. He was screaming as he grabbed my head. I grabbed his head and pressed my fingers into the guy's right eye. I yelled "Shoot him!". My friend grabbed a pistol from the glove compartment and stuck it into the guy's left eye. I yelled "Shoot!". Then I woke up.
Copyright 2007 Jon Maloney
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