Wageofwar

First Dream Journal entry on Dreamviews. I'm not entirely sure how this is supposed to work... Tags and such but I'll try.

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I'm in a grey bunker type of room with three other people one is roughly twenty, the other two are in their late 50's. The first thing I notice is that they are all dressed in typical 'Mafia' Black suits, fedoras, and cigars. There is a map on the table but I can't seem to read it. The other men in the room walk out while I think that something is off. For a moment I think 'Am I dreaming?' I move my hand towards my nose to do my Reality Check the same time one of the men come back into the room and shout "Come on Bobby!" I immediately forget about my Reality check and follow them.

The next thing I know we are at some docks that look very old, and very beat up along with an old boat. There are large crates on the boat, while I'm looking at them I overhear one of the men talking "So this is the stuff?" "Yep."

Suddenly I'm in another part of the 'town' which seems abandoned, destroyed windows, and houses look like they are barely standing. I can see the docks in the distance. We are standing around smoking, drinking, and laughing. One of the men runs up to us yelling "We've gotta go now! The cops found out about it!" We immediately drop our cigars, and drinks. We sprint to the docks as fast as we can. For some reason I notice it getting very dark, very fast. I hear a helicopter coming from behind us and we run even faster. We eventually reach the docks jump in the boat and pull out of the docks. By now the water is getting very choppy, I'm suddenly aware there is a horrible storm above us.

By this point the Coast Guard have shown up. There's a large line of boats blocking us and there are people on shore opening fire at us. A large wave hits the boat and I fall into the ocean. The waves are coming above my head as I try to swim to shore. I feel terrified that I will drown, the sounds of the storm and the waves drown out everything else. I hear what I assume is thunder. I feel a impact between my shoulder blades and know I've been shot at which point I wake up.

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Several things about this dream confuse me... First of all why I forgot all about my reality check, second why I respond to Bobby when that isn't my name.