I dreamed I was in france spearheading a hostage situation at a theater hall by the hudson river (yes, that is NOT in france. ^_^) The I was pointing a gun at a guy that was pointing a gun at me, and I was trying to talk him out of being a hero, "The hostage negotiator will be here in a few minutes, so just put it down, and you won't get hurt." "Yeah? Well I'm something of a negotiator myself. give yourself up lady!" My negotiations wern't going so well. ^_^
Then I tried shooting him, but my glove made it so I couldn't feel the trigger, so I missed in, and didn't actually shoot him. SSo he shot me, in the leg and in the arm (with hollywood style blood smatter effects).
He tried to laugh cause I sucked. "Haha, thought you were de big shot, eh? haha!" So I put the gun in my non gloved hand, and shot him dead.
Then I crawled away as the theater rand away. I crawled up a dirt hill with a wood shed at the top. And I think I mighta died. Cause then I thought about some girl "Maria", and the credits rolled. Turns out I was a part of some guys theatrical production. Some guy named Fernando. And this whole thing was some kinda metaphore for a lost love or something.
SO yeah.
