Well, it was about time to make another one. The last one got huge but it died. But, to get the ball rolling, here's what I dreamt last night. Me and my brother were at the grocery store - maybe Winn Dixie or something, and I just found a pack of Oreos. Well, my brother complained that the cookies put us over the money and told me to go to the car and get some as he went to wait in line. So, I do and there's this wild-looking man sitting on the hood of my car with something in his hand. He asked me if I had any money, and of course I lied and told him to get the **** off of my car. Well, he's not too happy with my words and he approaches me. I break into a run, but this felt like I was wading in some mud or something, and my feet were real heavy. That and it felt like the store was really a long distance. I screamed and apparently my brother heard me and ran out of the store. I looked behind me and the guy had a gun and he was about to shoot me. My brother brought up his (I definately know it was 9) and shot first. As I ran by him, I heard a different gunshot and I saw him go down.