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Dreaming; Night of
February 11, 1984 |
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8:23 |
2I was part of the A-Team. We were at my school early, before school started for the day. Some people were handing out flyers that promised trouble in the near future. B.A. and I were scouting around a room on the uppermost floor, when we came across a B.A. look-alike who caught us by surprise and licked us both. Soon after, the bell rang and the team split up. I went to my 1st hour class (slightly changed) with V who was hanging around my school and attending my classes although he went to U. High, as an emissary perhaps. Shortly into the hour, all hell broke loose as all of the trouble-makers (and the ratio turned out to be about 3 trouble making bad guys to 1 of us good guys) attacked the rest of us. A battle followed, in which the team was established as the head of resistance to the usurpers. The funny thing about these bad guys was that after you "killed" them, they reverted to a worm-like form, in which they were still alive. Once, I axed one up good and it reverted. Face was standing there with a semi-automatic weapon, so I got him to blast the thing. It turned out later that this one was the "king" of the attackers and that even then it survived. This was a fun dream. (G) |
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