My journeys into the Dream World.

This dream was really fragmented so I'll just write down what I remember.

I was in the field across my street and I think I might've been airsofting but I'm not sure. I came to this shack and there was an arab guy in there and supposedly he was a big name terrorist.

Then it was night and for some reason my brother was having his friends guard me with guns and stuff I think there was like some evil spirits and I told them about the terrorist.

I remember being a this area where there was a podium and I was standing next to this fat kid and he said "Let's have an Airsoft war right now" and I said no and he asked why so I told him that I had to get everything ready and that I was far from my house and I didn't feel like it. His comment seemed to anger me.