Last night I dreamed of the most horriblest thing to experience.My dream started off as an interview...of a poor young lady crying.She was crying because two great old war veterans had died horribly by one man."He killed my two best friends...".The interview had ended.I now became one of the old veterans.I was the one who looked around 40 with a tan leather jacket.I noticed it was night & I was in the middle of nowhere.In a desert.All of a sudden I was trapped in a car & was face to face with the murder.I could only look outside the car window & watch as this murderous man had tied up the other man.The other veteran looked around 60-70.He was dressed in a white t-shirt,jean jacket,& jeans.I wanted to save that old man.I couldnt get out...
The murder dumped gasoline everywhere around the old man & set it on fire.The murder soon parked the car I was in next to the fire & got out to finish up with the other man.I escaped out the car somehow & ran for my life.As I ran,I turned back to see that poor man.He looked dead.The fire hasent caught up to him yet.I didnt see the murder,but I knew he had to be close.I ran so far but tried to run back & save him.But then I stopped.the murderous man was right behind him.The old man screamed "No!No!No!" trying to see his enemy behind him.struggling as he was tied up...not getting to see who's the one beating him in the back.I froze...
I for once...was a coward.Useless.Right when I saw the man who may kill me...I just sat there.I was ashamed,sad,& unable to save my comrade.I saw him lay there motionless...he was dead as the fire burned brightly behind him & the murder.I turned back around as I cried & came upon an abandoned gas station w/ some metal parts laying around.I knew that murder was coming after me.I sensed he was walking as slow as he could behind me.So sinister.I picked up a metal rod & held it tight.I was going to beat that man WAY harder then he could have done to the poor old man.Then suddenly I woke up.(pt.2 soon)