I am the kind of person who just tries to have fun and get by whether I am dreaming or not.
(in the same week as Golden Gate Death, a previous dream) It starts off as a school stress dream. Me and one of my friends from my class have our final (during finals week) and we can't find a place to print our papers. etc. The dream shifts My friend is still there, I am pretty sure he is just a carry over from the previous dream. We are taken hostage, by a man with a gun. He is wearing a white shirt and has black hair. He is having small talk with my friend about something. I tell him something like "you wont get away with this." In the distance I can hear a fancy party going on. All I can see are shadows, and hear feint music and talking. I say something like "you can fire that gun because they'll hear you." He says something like "oh yeah..." He shoots me in the stomach. I don't feel the pain but I feel wet, and I feel it extend as a bleed. The party continues to go on with no one noticing. I am confused on how they could not hear something so loud. I try to get their attention, and yell "Help!" I feel myself become weaker. No response. I feel my body being drained, I am getting tired, but I know if I fall asleep I'll die. "help.." I yell noticeably quieter. The gunman mocks me. "You can never reach them now" I know I am going to die no matter what now, it is to late to save me. But I can at least not let that asshole get away with just shooting me and going on his merry way. I take a deep breath and prepare myself "HELP!!" I scream until the fabric of the dream fades and I wake up saying "help" I felt empty all day...