Wednesday, January 04, 2006
Where I get roped into being a gang member
I dreamed we were over at Holly M's house and her parents were trying to get me this subscription to a music newsletter. I thought this would be kind of cool, so I signed up for it. It was only a short time later when I realized it wasn't a music newsletter at ALL. It was a gang. What they did was, they would randomly pick someone on the list, and then pick someone else in the neighborhood, and assign the person from the list to go kill that person in the neighborhood, and if they didn't, well, then they would go kill THEM and go kill that person.
I was assigned to kill an elderly lady, so I went to her porch and knocked on the door. I wasn't going to kill her, just warn her. She answered the door and was really cranky, yelling things like, "Get off my porch!" I warned her about what was going on, and she suddenly had a heart attack and died.
I went back to the M's and asked them what was going on and they told me they honestly thought it was a music newsletter, too. I got really worried and started asking, "Well, how are we going to get out of this?" and Dad said, "There may not BE a way out."
I was assigned to kill an elderly lady, so I went to her porch and knocked on the door. I wasn't going to kill her, just warn her. She answered the door and was really cranky, yelling things like, "Get off my porch!" I warned her about what was going on, and she suddenly had a heart attack and died.
I went back to the M's and asked them what was going on and they told me they honestly thought it was a music newsletter, too. I got really worried and started asking, "Well, how are we going to get out of this?" and Dad said, "There may not BE a way out."
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