It wasn't just a dream!.
A prediction in a dream!?
I woke up, after fighting my way out of "Romeo Must Die"!.!.!.
(Things like that are the only way I wake up, it seems)
The dream went further than that, though!.!.!. a mixture!.!.!.
I was caught up in Ghost Recon 2!.!.!. fighting in a sand maze!.!.!.
I was running with nothing but a sniper rifle and a !.45 pistol!.!.!.
There wasn't as much ammunition as in the game,
I was alone!.!.!. a few clips, 7!.62!.!.!. I got hit reloading!.
When I woke up, I part of me saw the blood on the floor!.
It was real!. I saw a small puddle of blood from my head!.!.!.
As it was growing, my sight of it left me!.
There was no radio contact there; it wasn't safe!.
The team was 2 people!.!.!. we were split up!.
After that, I had to go through something
that reminds me of a Splinter Cell segment!.!.!.
I crept into a window, a few hand-to-hand fights!.!.!.
the gun wasn't drawn until moments later!.!.!.
it was a drug bust, apparently!.!.!. I'm not sure!.!.!.
The dream began to fade soon after they were lined up and taken away from the laboratory!.!.!.
during that, there was an interesting conversation!.!.!.
one that involved the mention of witness protection!.!.!.
the requirement for information!.!.!.
there was a request for a broken finger!.
there was an involvement!.!.!. my suggestion: "break it yourself, then"
He did!.
I woke up soon afterwards!.Www@QuestionHome@Com