So last night, I had a deja vu experience…inside my dream. I don’t mean that I’ve dreamed this before(because I haven’t) or that I felt I’d been in this dream before(because I haven’t), I actually knew in the dream that something was going to happen because I’d been at that location before..in a past time, in the dream. Now that I’ve fully confused you, here’s the dream….

It was a battle in the civil war, and I couldn’t in the dream remember which one it was, but my forces were getting their ass kicked, and it would be a difficult time to hold back the attackers. I can’t remember the uniform colors at all, so it may have been a different war entirely, but it was that time period. Single shot guns and all.

Somehow I knew that my side would be defeated if we continued on this way, because the other side sent off a messenger and a guard to bring in reinforcements. I had seen our side completely killed, so I went to the commander and two others and myself were sent out. A guy a girl, and myself. We walked as fast as we could, and coming over a rise of green grass, and out of a copse of trees, I saw the two enemies corssing into an open field. We moved in to get them.

We rushed them, and on the way there, I tackled the guard with the gun, and stabbed him. I vividly remember pulling out my pocket knife, as we didn’t have guns(there were not enough to go around back at the place we were defending). I unfolded it as we attacked. Anyways, the guard went down. By that time, the other guy with us had been shot by the messenger.

The girl was closing in as I turned my attention to him, and then he pulled some ninja shit and threw his knife right in her face, killing her instantly. He whipped out another knife as I closed in, and he was twirling that around as he pulled out another pistol. I got in close range, knocked his pistol aside, and slashed at him a couple times. Then I stabbed him, killing him. I pulled the blade out, and the blood was vividly red, with a thinness to it, like kool-aid, or juice of some sort. I remember trying to wash the blade, but it wouldn’t come off at all.

The rest of the dream was trying to come to terms with the fact that I had just killed two men, my family members were extremely supportive, and I tried in my dream to think of the battle I was in, as I was trying to explain to my family what was going on. I remember looking at a couple of civil war computer games to see if that had the battle on it, but all I could find was Anteitam and another one. I think the one I was looking for was gettysburg, but that doesn’t fit at all with the location. Anyways, and then I woke up.

I’ve never before killed anyone in a dream before, in case any one was wondering.
What an odd dream, no?