Another dream.
Or nightmare?
I was with my boyfriend.
We were in this strange place with strange people.
All of a sudden, these people came in with guns.
They shot the others down,
I hear them screaming and
I can see the life drain from their eyes.
For some reason,
my boyfriend pretends to kill me by putting blood on his hands and
spreading it on my neck.
I do my best in faking my death and
fall to my stomach.
I stayed there with my eyes open,
which was a bad idea because I wanted to blink.
It burned after a while and
I blinked.
One of the shooters noticed and
walked over to me.
Even though my eyes were trailing on him,
he didn't notice and
left my "lifeless" body alone.
I could see my boyfriend just standing there.
He doesn't do anything,
but stand there.
I just lie there.
It feels like forever,
nothing else.
Just lying there in a puddle of blood.
Not my own.
Like being dead without commitment.
I quote from Supernatural.
Dean Winchester.
Where were we?
Who were those men? Those people?
