June 6, 2010: I had a pretty weird and cool dream. In the dream I found myself in an airport, lost. I saw a kid sitting against the wall. Apparently he was deaf in the right ear. He said he was kidnapped. There was two kidnappers, one had long, red hair. The other one looked similar, but with black hair. Anyway, I saw him riding in a tank with the kidnappers. All around the tank were people. It kinda looked like a parade. The kidnappers disappeared and the tank turned, somehow. The kid climbed out of the tank and ran. The tank blew up. The scene changed. I found myself walking on a path in the forest. With me was Mark (Fourth Oldest), Becca (Youngest) and Luke (Second Oldest). Two other people were also with us. They both had a dog, I walked off the path into the forest and I got pretty far.
I got worried about getting lost so I walked back. One of the people said they saw a car. When I was five feet away from the path, a red truck attempted to run us over, it failed. I run back on the path and the truck attempted to run Mark and I over. We both ran off the path which had trees, conviently in a line. The ruck parked behind a log on the other side of the path. The driver came out and was revealed to be the red headed kidnapper. He took out a rifle and tried to shoot. It did not, so he threw it at us. Which even that failed. Mark threw a large stick at the kidnapper. All though it missed, he fell over. I said that he was faking it. We ran towards him and mark pulled out a black revolver with two of the round things.
He loaded the gun and aimed it at the kidnapper. The scene changed and I found myself in the tank with the kid and the two kidnappers. Like last time, a crowd was around us. The tank turned and the kidnappers vanished. I knew what was going to happen so I jumped out and grabbed the kid by the left arm. I spun and let go so he would not go deaf. Everyone there cheered. Than I found myself back. Mark was aiming the revolved at the kidnapper. The other kidnapper came. I got my own revolver, that was also black (and rather normal). I loaded the revolver. Some of the bullets fell. I aimed it at the other kidnapper. Then the dream was done.
I got worried about getting lost so I walked back. One of the people said they saw a car. When I was five feet away from the path, a red truck attempted to run us over, it failed. I run back on the path and the truck attempted to run Mark and I over. We both ran off the path which had trees, conviently in a line. The ruck parked behind a log on the other side of the path. The driver came out and was revealed to be the red headed kidnapper. He took out a rifle and tried to shoot. It did not, so he threw it at us. Which even that failed. Mark threw a large stick at the kidnapper. All though it missed, he fell over. I said that he was faking it. We ran towards him and mark pulled out a black revolver with two of the round things.
He loaded the gun and aimed it at the kidnapper. The scene changed and I found myself in the tank with the kid and the two kidnappers. Like last time, a crowd was around us. The tank turned and the kidnappers vanished. I knew what was going to happen so I jumped out and grabbed the kid by the left arm. I spun and let go so he would not go deaf. Everyone there cheered. Than I found myself back. Mark was aiming the revolved at the kidnapper. The other kidnapper came. I got my own revolver, that was also black (and rather normal). I loaded the revolver. Some of the bullets fell. I aimed it at the other kidnapper. Then the dream was done.
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