this was one of those dreams where, although its extremely vivid, you never remember to ask if its a dream, and think its real until you wake up...anyway, me and every single person i could think of that i could consider a friend (not acquaintance) were in some sort of cave...the cave had no ways out, and was relatively small, although there was light (didnt think about that at the time tho lol)...anyway it was partially filled with water to the point that we all had to swim, and for some reason nobody ever even tried to dive underwater...we were all carrying harpoon guns...anyway there were stalagmites (stalagtites? meh) all over the place, that were in the shape of arcade machines...anyway i geuss we were hunting this wierd shark squid thingy, which appeared shortly after the dream began...well after about 3 minutes of fighting this massive monster thingy, it was prettymuch certain that it was invincible, and for some reason we all turned on each other...i climbed to the top of the tallest stalagtite thingy, and shot harpoons down from their...after what seemed like only a few seconds, everyone was dead except me and my best friend...he noticed where i had been hiding, and shot his last harpoon at me, which missed. I had already run out of harpoons so i pulled his out of the rock it had been shot into and loaded it into my gun...by this time my friend had managed to procure a knife and had just climbed to the top of the rock i was, and was pulling himself up, he looked up, and i shot him in the stomach...he looked at me a few seconds in disbelief, while i rush towards him, grabbed his knife from his hand (he was in shock i geuss) and stabbed him in the neck...he fell off the rock, and when he hit the water i heard a huge splash and simultaneuosly woke up...i could still feel and remember the last few events very well since the dream was so vivid...almost made me sick...i can still see my friend's look of disbelief in my mind after i shot him *shiver* btw, i do know that this dream isnt about a feeling of backstabbing or guilt or anything like that...i think it was more of a competitive thing but i 'unno
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