dream #2

Your drunken bender in the streets of Dahlia ends with a series of extremely weird dreams (and delish hot dogs).  It's like your walking down shit faced lane, and sometimes hard to tell when you're sleeping.

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You walk by a courtyard of what looks like a hospital to see dozens of children playing on a play ground.  A man comes out of the hospital - http://www.thebostoncalendar.com/system/events/photos/000/080/006/original/scarface.jpg?1465485826 - he starts shooting at the kids with his gun, but instead of dying when he shoots them they just start glowing purple and continue on playing like nothing happened.

Deeming these really must be Gastlies and the world's worst ghost buster, and also considering you're just too drunk to comprehend this, you trod on.

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You walk by a four way intersection, and see a young girl, maybe a middle school student, and a guy about your age crossing the road when the white man says walk on the traffic light.  A white and orange truck - a UHAUL or something - starts coming at them full speed, clearly aiming at the girl.  The guy pushes the younger girl out of the way and splattered by the truck, there's blood everywhere!

Deeming this shit to be above your pay grade, you trod on.

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A man is sitting on a park bench - hunched over and sighing like he's resigned himself to a life of failure and regret.  Two grinning silhouettes, a man and a woman, appear before him, growing out of his shadow.  The two seem to reassure him of something.  He smiles and gets to his feet, walking up to the sidewalk and whistling.  The UHAUL from earlier pulls up - still blood covered, and the three get inside it.  The vehicle drives off.

Not sure what you just saw, you trod on.

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You get back to your hotel room to find your girlfriend, Rachel, naked and waiting for you in your bed.  This is when you realize this is a dream and wake up wake up in cold sweats, still at the bar.