I can’t remember why or what exactly I was doing, but I was going door to door to different houses. I might have been trying to sell something or possibly looking for donation, I can’t recall. I had visited at least one house before I came upon the house. This house looked old, run down, and there were stairs leading to entrance of the house. I walked up to the house but before I could get up the stairs the man opened the squeaky screen door.
Somehow I could either see through the house or was just mentally given the image of the inside of it. The image I saw was his wife inside lying down on the bed of a small room. This appeared to be the only room at first glance but there was a ladder down to the basement which was actually ground level since the entrance to the front of the house was on the second floor. There first floor was quite big and looked much nicer. It was as if they were trying to hide their wealth. The man angrily asked me what I was doing here. I could not see his face, only his legs. The top of his straw roof covered him. He had a strong redneck accent and spoke with poor grammar. The conversation was a blur that I cannot remember. I immediately determined he did not want me around. Once the conversation ended I got a glimpse of what he had been holding and pointing at me the entire time. A gun! A single barreled old looking shotgun.
I was glad I was not forceful or tried to do anything stupid. Once I started walking away I noticed that a bunch of cop cars all pulled up in front of this man’s house. In the mind I told myself, there is gonna be a shoot out. I need to run! The cops pulled up really quickly and parked as fast and possible. All of them got out of their cars are quickly as possible with guns drawn. They surrounded his house demanding the man come outside. I was running as fast I could for cover. There were innocent bi-standards all around and they started to realize the situation and started to walk away. None of them were in a hurry like I was until after shots were fired. The man was the first to fire. Now everyone is running and screaming like something from a movie. I am still running as fast as I can to find cover. Finally I get behind a large wall. I wasn’t sure what it was made of. It was one solid white color with no breaks in it. It reminded me of the blocks that make walls in Mario games, except one solid piece. I sat down behind the wall. I remember seeing TJ running away also. He kept running towards the maze area in front of me. In front of me there were larger walls scattered randomly in a maze like fashion or some sort of fort for paintballing. I stayed there to catch my breath and I felt something hit my arm. It stung a lot, but I just ignored it and stayed there. Then again I felt the same sharp pain fly across my arm. I might have felt it one more time before I realized I was being shot. It seemed like the man was aiming for me and not the cops. It was as if he thought I had rated him out. I couldn’t tell if the bullets were penetrating through the wall, ricocheting off the wall and hitting me, or if the man had a better angle than I thought. Instead I instinctually got up and ran to the maze area where TJ was hiding. I remember seeing him running even further away all the way past the maze. I took cover again. While I was waiting for the shoot out to end everything became chaos. I heard the shoot out move. I could not see what was going on around me because I was surrounded in this maze. Shots were being fired from all directions until finally they seemed to have moved past me in the direction where TJ had run to. It sounded like it had there were cars chasing the shooting. The gun fight had now taken to the road. I waited a while until the shots sounded so far in the distance that I was safe. Right when I thought it was over I could hear it moving very rapidly towards me. Now I started running back in the opposite direction, which is the direction I originally came from. I quickly realized there is no way I’m going to out run them. I got to the end of the maze and decided to hide behind the long wall that had a little corner on the side to hopefully keep me hidden. I heard them getting close then they turned the corner and I hoped they would keep driving past me but they didn’t. All of a sudden they were on foot and the man notices me. There is only one cop left pointing his gun at the man, but it’s too late. The man had spotted me, looked me straight in the eyes and shot me in the heart with what appeared to be a 9mm. He had a big smile on his face the entire time. I looked down for a second and thought to myself. I have just been shot in the heart. How can this be real? I can’t die. So then I realized it was a dream. I spread my arms out to my sides and pulled them in pinching my shoulder blades in the back very slowly like a thai chi pose. I pull my hands closer to the center of my chest where the bullet was and collapsed them together like hands that are praying pointing toward the man. In this process I removed the bullet and healed my wound at the same time. I then looked at the man who shot me and pushed my arms slightly forward and spread my fingers apart like I was going to shoot an energy blast at him like from DBZ. I charged it for a short time and then extended my arms all the way and fired! I hit him right in the chest and he flew into wall behind him and I woke up.
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