Tales from the sun chaser.

I'm at a base on earth that vaguely reminds me of a futuristic version of my grandma's house, and I get word from an Asari that the reapers have just arrived....actually that's the only race that happens to be in here. I happen to be one myself, but I don't get that many details like rank or anything, but I know it's up there a little bit because people a reporting to me. Canibals attack the base quickly and start taking hostages and claiming lives. I head out the side exit and I can see a few muraders and a brute escorting people into a transport. Damnit, why didn't these people prepare more. I don't have any weapons so I can't save them. I got to thinking as I headed through a wooded area. I didn't completely know I was dreaming, but I knew I wasn't myself. I decided to try and wake up.

I'm in bed and I can make out a figure in the darkness. It's saying "hulk don't want to smash". WTF...pretty sure it's nothing. I open my eyes again and this time things are more clear. Hulk has one arm raised and is about to kill me. I spring out of bed moments before he obliterates my bed into pieces. Someone asks me "are you alright Peter" I tell them yeah. (thinking back to this, I wonder why I never dream of being Deadpool....oh well). I head into another area and Dr P. is there. Ge tells me that Hulk has been indoctrinated by the reapers. We figure it's because his mind isn't all there during the transformation. I'm in the middle of the desert and the reapers are already here? WTF, I thought they would be working on major cities first or something. We head to this cafe that gives me the impression were near area 51. Inside it has all these "UFO" pictures, but they were taken days ago. I recognize them. The reapers are here.

I had another dream about going to church and I want to say something involving my car and a random girl, but I don't remember. Oddly it was my last dream of the night.