Last night I had a dream I assaulted someone while he slept. A group of us took turns. Mine, a cold hearted shot to the head with its sickening sound of bone and meat being hit by something heavy was the last one.
I don't recall if there was a reason. I do recall that later in the dream he (the unkown victim of our assault) asked me if I had and I said yes. It seemed like it was no big deal. Like he didn't really care and he showed no signs of being beaten.
Later, I woke up and while walking to get a glass of water I could swear I saw the silhouettes of dragons (the asian kind) floating around in the dark...
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