Timothy Paradox

I was with a team of soldiers/mercenaries, and had to check a large warehouse for enemies. I think maybe I'd overslept and I had forgotten to do recon, or gotten to know the guys in my squad I'd be working with. That's what the notes imply, anyway... This is all over a month ago.

The 'evil' version of Claire had gotten badly injured on an assignment (we were on that job together, I think) and had been taken into an ambulance. I was very worried. The EMT informed me she was lost. Logically, I already knew as I'd seen what happened to her. She'd basically been torn in half, only her torso and head remained more or less intact. The thought she was gone for good sank in and I was pretty devastated with grief.

Later, I was at a doctor's office, grieving. REDACTED NAUGHTY EVENT. I heard a sound outside, of someone arriving at the house. This scared me (considering what I was doing). Claire was with them. I ran outside to check the street, thinking she left again. Turns out she was in another small building on the property. I worried she'd seen what I was doing. I entered the room she was in. She was sitting on a chair against the wall, next to another young woman I didn't know. I felt so relieved she was okay. Yet I was still too fucking scared to tell her how I felt, and she acted quite distant (I think she knows how destroyed I was when she died in that ambulance and it was awkward). I made it all more awkward by trying to distract from the awkwardness by petting some random cat...

I remember a kind of deathmatch game in harbor area. Claire was there too. I tried to impress her (I guess?) by trying to kill her (just a game, remember), but she was too fast (scaling rooftops easily) for me to get a proper shot at her (with a sniper I found in a doom-styled castle parapet area.

I also recall flying a plane at low altitude across very rough terrain (canyons). Oh, and sailing a speedboat in a slalom between cop speedboats trying to lose them (GTA-style), but they saw me anyway.

Eventually, after all of this, I stood on a kind of pier or dock in the middle of the water (hard to describe). The sun was shining and 'the others', presumable competitors of that deathmatch game we had earlier were there, too. I felt great. I had that 'vacation feeling'. But with that came the sharp realization this would not last.

Now it gets weird. I was in 'reality' (or so I thought), and I was watching yesterday's dream about helping the red-headed Sith girl on TV. I was dumbfounded, and for a second I was convinced I had predicted the future, as I remembered last night's dream in the dream... amazing.

I was in Los Santos, GTA's version of Los Angeles. There was a slightly older guy, a pilot, who wanted to take me along for a little night flight in a small but fast single-engine prop plane. For some reason I did not feel like I was 'in' the plane, but rather 'hanging onto it'. Bizarre. Anyway, he flew really, really fast. You wouldn't think a prop plane can do that fast (it can't), it was really jetfighter fast. He said that flying this fast and this low was illegal and you couldn't get away with it during the day. I enjoyed the view from up there. The colorful display of the city lights below me. He 'landed' near a food stand somewhere he was just suddenly standing there) but I was still attached to him via a rope. I expected to hit the ground at speed, but my 'natural anti-gravity system' kicked in again and broke my fall. I even kept floating a bit. I told him Los Santos looked beautiful at night, much better than Liberty City or [insert other city from non-GTA game]. He confirmed this.

I was in a sort of shopping mall. The section I was in was a narrow-ish corridor, possibly with shops on both sides. I felt it was a dangerous area as it was full of Muslims. No native people anywhere. Luckily, most of them were neutral and did not attempt to harm me. I tried to walk out of there as quickly as possible, until I noticed two (or three) Muslim men walking in front of me. They wore a white T-shirt with ISIS-propaganda. I realized they had to either belong to the terrorist group, or at least sympathize with them. I stayed behind them and kept a low profile, scared that they would notice me. Entering a larger area, I saw a desk with a mall security officer/cop. I went to her and wanted to explain what I had seen. She looked at me, terrified, and backed away. She said my name, recognized me, and said I was never allowed to come back here. She acted like I was wanted and had been arrested before, or something. I for one did not remember such an incident. Either way, the real terrorists were walking away, while the useless cop was cowering in fear of ME! Frustrating! In a later memory, I think I assaulted the terrorists myself and somehow set them on fire (fire-breathing, perhaps).

An earlier memory was of a city, possibly a GTA city - I think it was supposed to be Carcer City. There was one region that was entirely unexplored (no missions there), so I wanted to go there.