This dream started out in the basement of a school unknown to me. Not long into the dream, I began hearing machine gun fire in the distance and an alarm went off in the school. People began freaking out and I was the first to run out of the building and head home for my life. But my vision was extremely skewed, as if I had a hoodie pulled over my face (like Kenny from South Park). What little amount I could see was very blurry and I thought to myself that I had just forgotten my contacts that day. I didn't get very far from the school and could still hear the gunfire when I hid behind a tree. My vision was too messed up to continue running so I hid. Of course the shooter found me and I embraced for the end of my life. He shot and I felt the bullet hit my back but didn't feel any pain. I figured this is how it felt to die but after a few seconds when the shooter left I felt well enough to stand up and continue walking home. My vision got better and I made it home and called 911, then I woke up. This dream took place after waking up at 5:30 AM and drinking apple juice before returning to sleep.
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