I had a very strange dream and I feel like sharing it. Of course, I always have weird ass dreams...but still, this one is one I remember almost vividly. And there's something about it...

In the dream, I had gotten hired at this odd place. Everyone looked very frightened. Since I was new, I didn't know what was going on. Someone decided to warn me. Said something that if we don't do our job right and don't behave according to "their liking", we suffer from it. So, in other words, we'd get tortured or something. I was surprised at this and decided to stay and see what would happen. Apparently "them" was the head boss and several of his female and male stooges.

Later on in the dream, we were all in this large ass room. One of the boss' male stooges was bothering this girl. He was hurting her. Everyone was afraid to interfere, to do something to stop it. All but me.

I stood up and yelled for him to stop and leave her alone. I ran over to enforce it and confront him. He let her go and she stumbled away. He was shocked by my bravado/courage (whatever you call it), and moved to get me. I punched him first. He was angry and tried to attack me, but everyone else decided to move in and interfere.

What I remember happened next was that I decided to quit the job. Surprisingly enough, every single person followed suit. They followed me out the door. Every single person.

The next day I went back to work... but I think I only did that because I wanted to get the other people (who hadn't worked the previous day) to quit as well. What is odd is one of those people is a lady I work with in real life. Her name is Vivian.

Anywhos, I got them to quit and had to, of course, try to sneak them out. One of the stooges saw us as we left. The head boss came outside. He had several different sharp implements...ha ha. If I recall accurately, he has long dark hair and was very pale. He kept throwing this butcher knife at me and some other knives. I managed to grab one, too. It was hilarious, though. And for some reason, the cops were on the scene. I suppose someone called.

He tried to lunge at me and I think I cut off his finger. I do remember I had this strong urge NOT to kill. I wanted to defend myself, but I didn't want to kill him even though he was trying to kill me.

Fortunately, I was able to get away from him. I wanted him to be arrested, not killed because I decided to play big macho rambo man. If I remember, the coppers did shoot him. Not sure if they killed him, though. That part is hazy.

Eh, not sure if there was anything else. I had this dream on 3 hours of sleep. O_o On the way to school, something caused me to remember it...and yeah. I think, though, I probably would have done all that. I am quite prone to defending people despite the consequences.

Anywhos...

[:Aus:]