well i have been recalling my dreams for about a month now and i always save people sometimes dying in the process. usualy its little kids and i have to battle a monster. this part is usually weird because it is a lucid choice like i know its a dream but am not "awake" enough anyways last week i had a dream and there was a prostitute in a dark alley. there was trash all on the ground and other junk and this guy started messing with the prostitute and she didnt like it so i said something to him and approached the situation. then he picked up a bottle and broke it and stabbed me with it? or at least tried to.... well i didnt feel it but i did feel one thing. RAGE. i wanted to kill this scumbag. it was unbelievable how pissed off i was. and it felt......FANTASTIC! anyways i was like glowing red and all energy was comming out of me and i exploded with it and the guy died. then there was this guy who was supposed to be my mentour??? and he was all acting like it wasnt a thing cool or a big deal. like he was jealous.i think this dream pretty sums up my life.