* The Sandman's Dream Journal o/***

I was in a warehouse. There was some kind of issue which I didn't understand, though neither did I question it. I had a 9mm gun and I was ready.

I wanted something with more punch, and there was a rack of rifles, so I took one. It was really heavy, but I kept it. It takes too much energy in a dream to pick out a new rifle!

I tested the rifle towards a warehouse bay door. There was no bolt. Instead, I would shake the rifle a couple times and get two more shots.

The bad guys backed up a box truck full of weapons. The back of the truck was open and I could see all the guns in the back.

There was an Uzi near the truck with a magazine beside it. I thought I would run get it, but I was afraid the bad guys would pour out any second. Then I decided I better get it because I didn't like the hand gun or the rifle I had.

I ran and picked up the Uzi and the magazine which was wood (I was dreaming about would a couple nights ago all over the place). It was shaped like a long Kit-Kat bar, but made of wood. Also, there was a filler mag in the gun made of foam.

The End