Tales from the sun chaser.

three dreams...all pretty intense in some form, but all forgotten slightly due to the fact that I was too lazy to get up.

I'm at some highly populated place. It reminds me of a casino, but there are beds there. Everyone there has been partying and what not, and it's time for the night to just about wind down. We're all about to go to sleep in various huge beds that are lined up, and the girl next to me is getting freaky with me. We're making out, and it starts getting really intense....but something goes wrong....I don't know. I get this vibe, like nothings going to happen...even though something should happen. I left my bed and saw A and talked to her about it. She said I was over thinking it and just needed to go for it. When I came back, it was pretty clear that the girl was really drunk....I didn't want do go there if she was in that state.

I also remember being backstage at a play or something, and the stage was almost full of people....I don't know where this fits.

I'm at my house with one or two other people there. Someone gets killed, and we're talking about it. Jason shows up, and he's not wearing his mask. His skin is wrinkled and brown and worms are coming out of it. I put a few football moves on him and get out of my room. I haul ass out of the house, and lock the door behind me. That ought to by me a few seconds....but someone may end up dying because of it. I see an old car...maybe a Z series parked in my yard. It flashes it's headlights....and I think about getting in, and realize that it hasn't even started. There's no way, I'm getting in that car. Well it's time to go on a little jog...Jason walks, so by the time I get tired, he could have killed a whole bunch of people elsewhere. At this point, I'm laughing to myself...and something switches.


I'm with Freddie Wong, and we're trying to take out this helicopter. We have these futurist colourful guns that almost look like toys. People are running everywhere and panicking. I think we're on the patio of some restaurant. Bullets are flying everywhere on each pass, and we're just laying into it. Finally the chopper comes to a crash, and some guy jumps out of the exploding debris with the blades attached to him. They're spinning around him, and he's running right as us. Behind me his nothing but water...in front of me, is death by helicopter blades. I want to say Freddie ran in the building, or jumped in the water. I ran at the guy, and at the last second jumped, shot my gun at the ground, and the explosion catapulted me over the the guy. And I shot him in the back, causing a huge explosion. I spent the rest of the dream with a few dc's at the restaurant.