whiterain

second dream of the week where i am in a group escaping from some kind of chasing group. first one we were in an armoured bus with bullets whizing past but last nights was more fun. was in the park (brocket) and involved in some kind of war game type op. the chasers were catching people with these bungee cord type things that they fired like arrows or something, then pulled you towards them. i never got caught despite sometimes having some trouble moving. the last thing i remember was going to hide in some little bushes with some old guy. then i floated back down and over the river to a group of old mates sat there