New fuck tard drawing coming soon
This dream started out hazy as always.
I was in a large grocery store. The aisles were very tall so you could never see over them or reach anything way up high. The store itself was dark as if it was still closed. The only lights were coming from the coolers in the meat and produce sections at the end of the aisles.
I was walking down one aisle, away from the lighted area, and I was facing the aisle – pulling everything to the front and facing the labels all forward. I really wasn’t doing a thorough job, as I was moving rather quickly.
I was talking to people at the front of the store though I don’t remember anything I said.
It was Doug Ross and Carol Hathaway from E.R. – George Clooney and Julianna Margolis.
The conversation was more between them but they did acknowledge that I was there.
I came to the end of the aisle.
Their conversation was flirty and you could tell they were an item. I remember seeing them kiss and Carol say that she was going to check on the baby. Doug responded that he was going to check on the breakers. It then became apparent that the power was out in the store.
I sat down facing the length of the aisle. I don’t remember what I sat on.
I took of my right tennis shoe. I was talking to Carol as I turned around while sitting.
She was walking past me going toward the back of this store. In the back corner of the store was a huge set of doors that lead into like the storage area of the store.
I remember seeing her approach these doors as I turned back around and went back to the task with my tennis shoes.
I poured Big Red in my hands and washed them and then started to rub it into my sock on my right foot.
All of a sudden, I heard Carol running toward the front of the store – full trot.
I turned to see her bolt past me. I remember asking what the fuck is going on.
She told me “He’s exposed.” “Someone exposed the baby.” She was calm but you could hear the terror in her voice. She became frantic as she now yelled to Doug that someone was in the store and had hurt the baby.
I looked back toward the doors and now saw a basinet and heard a baby crying.
I jumped to my feet and immediate started to fly. I rose up and headed toward the front doors where Carol was now going through.
I remember having to really speed up my flight to catch up with her.
I was almost on the ceiling as I approached the front doors.
I could hear Doug and Carol in the room that the doors lead into.
I lowered myself and entered through the doors.
I was now in a living room of a modest home. As I entered the door, there was a chair to my right in front of a large window that looked out onto the front porch. Directly in my path was a coffee table and couch. Behind the couch, stood Doug and Carol. Behind them was a nice large dining table and a window. Both the table and window had lace coverings. To the right of the window was a large black breaker box.
Doug was holding Carol by the arms trying to calm her, as she was hysterical.
He was shaking her telling her to calm down. She was saying that someone was in the store and that they had done something terrible to the baby.
I remember looking past them to see if Doug had reset the breakers. He hadn’t
It was lightning and raining violently outside, as the lightning strikes would sporadically light up the room. I was able to look around and to my left to see an entertainment center with a TV and knick-knacks, and a chair next to the coffee table. There was a small couch against the wall where the doors I just came through were on.
Next Doug sat on the chair while I sat in the chair whose back was against the window that looked out onto the front porch. Carol could be heard crying and she sat in the chair opposite the coffee table and directly across from me.
Doug was looking at me, as I was talking. I can’t remember what I was saying.
Suddenly he stopped looking at me. He was looking at something behind me, over my left shoulder.
He had this look of being scared on his face. As I turned to my left in order to turn around, I saw Doug jump and drag Carol to the floor. He covered her body on the floor between the couch and coffee table. I turned to face the window behind me.
As the lightning struck, I could see a figure standing on the porch.
It was a man – a big man. In the silhouette, I saw the rifle he was holding. He was breathing heavily and his whole body moved, as did the gun with every breath.
As he lifted the gun, I jumped and moved to the right of the chair and window.
He fired the rifle first into the front door, and moved to his left and continues to fire, now into the window.
Glass shattered and sprayed all in the room as Doug continued to cover Carol. She was screaming.
Suddenly in my hand was a 22-caliber pistol.
I moved the curtain away from the bottom right corner of the window and looked up toward the shooter. He was still shooting and was closer to the window.
As the fire exited the tip of his rifle with every shot, I was able to take aim.
I fired.
I repeatedly fired at him. The bullets hit his body and he lost control.
He raised his arms, and still fired and I began to stand.
I was still firing bullet after bullet into him as he began to fall backwards. He was covered with rain and blood as his rifle fired, now aimed into the ceiling above the porch.
As he fell, I raised up to lightning still striking from the storm outside.
I woke up.