Last night I remember part of several dreams, with the first dream probably taking place in a fictional version of D at McDonald’s during the day, and I think that my uncle W, several other family members from my dad’s side of the family, some of my former classmates, many unknown people, and I were there.
I can not remember what happened exactly but at some point we all went outside for some reason, we split into two different armies somehow & for some reason, both of our armies used two separate wooden porch-like structures as our bases, both bases were on opposite sides of the field, the other army seemed to be led by my uncle W probably, my army seemed to not have a leader but several people & I gave most of the orders while fighting with the rest of our army, and both of our armies had a war against each other but I am not sure why or for what purpose.
We used real looking weapons such as rifles, assault rifles/carbines, grenade launchers and/or artillery, grenades, pistols, sub-machine guns, et cetera; but our weapons shot and/or exploded only plastic bullets and/or plastic pieces, but they still hurt.
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