“You’ve been given the superpower to change one law of nature.
How do you use it?”.
I barely remember part of two dreams from last night with the first dream taking place during the day in a fictional area at a multi-story apartment building, I was with some of my family and we came across a man who looked like a bit like a slightly older Tate Langdon from the TV show American Horror Story: Murder House & what was left of his family and/or people from his apartment building, and it seemed like most of the people in the area were dead or gone like a disaster of some kind had happened & part of my family & I were trying to find a safe place.
We came to this apartment building hoping to find safe shelter and Tate & the few people with him explained the situation to us, most or all the people in the building were dead or gone & maybe a few zombies/infected peopled/whatever were still inside the building, and so Tate asked me to help him search & clear the entire building of zombies; and I said yes & he gave me two pistols that might have been .45 caliber Colt M1911s, and he had a black colored 12 gauge pump-action shotgun that might have been a Mossberg 500.
I had a dream last night inspired by/related to the Japanese OVA (Original Video Animation) Hellsing but I can not remember that dream, but I do remember part of the end of my last dream; which took place during the day in a fictional city probably somewhere in L or another state in the South.
I think that I arrived in this city and maybe some of my family arrived in the city as well like we were on a trip, and I/we stopped near a tourist center-like area that had trees with moss & older style wooden buildings with a colonial appearance.
There were some other tourists there as well and I remember walking around looking for a bathroom and/or the main tourist center building, and I came across my brother CC; and we heard someone (maybe an obese woman with whitish colored skin with blond colored hair with a young daughter & son who both looked like their mom except they were thin/skinny) mention free coffee, and CC wanted some coffee & so we walked off to look for the free coffee.
There was another man/tourist walking with us who was bigger than us and he had dark brownish colored skin with black colored braided hair, he wanted some coffee too, and so we walked & talked while trying to find where the coffee was as we followed some other people who were also looking for the coffee.
At some point we walked to a road but I saw some automobiles blocking the road with a group of men with shotguns & rifles wearing hunting camouflage & they had rebel/confederate flags on their automobiles & some had symbols of that flag on their clothes, and they looked like hunters taking a break from hunting; but I did not feel that it was safe to keep walking that way & I did not feel that we would find coffee down this road, but CC & the man kept walking & so I joined them.
The group of hunters stared at us angrily and one of them approached us, and he started annoying us & saying racist things toward us; and the man with us got angry & got in his face, but the hunter flipped/threw the man to the ground to our surprise.
I was surprised that he was strong enough to do that to a man that big, so this worried me even more, and my brother CC was about to challenge him; but I pushed CC back and I helped the man off the ground, and I pulled them away telling them that to let it go & that we need to walk away.
I reminded them that we were out-numbered and that all the hunters had guns, I kept looking back at the hunters to watch our backs as I pulled CC & the man away as we walked, they still wanted to fight; and so I had to pull CC & the man by the arm as we walked to stop them from going back to fight.
I talked to them trying to calm them down as we walked, and eventually they calmed down; and we talked about what had happened while still trying to find where the free coffee was, but I woke up.
I can not remember most of my dream last night, but I remember being near my grandfather’s house & my aunt JE’s house in the day.
I was by a tree and near the tree was a fictional dock & pond/lake, and I remember having a black 20 gauge pump-action shotgun at some point, I think that it was a Mossberg 500; my uncle CE may have given it to me in the dream, because I remember seeing him at some point.
I remember my uncle CE trying to shoot at either a bee or wasp hive and/or an ant mound and/or an insect(s).
Last night I only remember part of one dream which took place at a fictional version of my parent’s house in the day, and a man was at our house trying to sell something.
The man was talking with my brothers D&D mostly, and I was in another room of the house.
At some point I went into the room to see what the man was talking about, and I remember the man & my brothers D&D making fun of me; but they were only joking, and I think that they were making fun of some of the music that I listen to or something.
I stopped to talk with them but I can not remember what we talked about, and I just remember the man leaving at some point; and my brothers D&D told me that they had seen a black bear in our neighborhood, which did not make sense to me, since I never seen a black bear around the area my whole life.
Next, I remember walking outside near my aunt JE’s house for some reason, and as I was walking toward my grandfather’s house, I saw a medium-sized black bear sleeping.
I was shocked and I tried to sneak past it, but the bear woke up and it saw me, and so I was about to run; but I decided to grab two sticks instead, and I was going to face it.
I stood there with a stick in both hands trying to act brave and I tried to make myself look bigger than I really was, and I tried to make sounds to scare the bear.
The bear growled / roared and it walked toward me, so my plan was not working, and then it tried to attack me; and so I started to hit it with my two sticks, but one of the sticks broke.
My plan was not working, but the bear was a bit stunned at first; and then it growled/roared at me.
I then got afraid again, I threw the sticks to the ground, and then I started to run to my grandfather’s yards as the bear chased me.
I closed my grandfather’s gate right before the bear almost got me, which made the bear stopped & he growled/roared, and then I ran into my grandfather’s house and I closed the door.
My grandfather was sitting on his coach and I asked him where was his old shotgun, and he then asked me what was wrong.
I told him that a black bear was chasing me and I told him what had happened, but then my grandfather started to laugh like he thought that the situation was funny; I was surprised at first, but then I started to laugh too, because the situation was a bit funny when I stopped to think about it.
The part where I threw down the sticks and I ran, was pretty funny. 😀
I then got serious again, and I asked my grandfather did he still have his old shotgun and/or did he have any pepper spray?
But then I woke up,
-John Jr 🙂