God Damn it sucked waking up from this one :[
Dont remember exactly how it started, except I met some girl named Christine, and she was (Of course) like every other dream girl Ive ever imagined (Brown hair, blue eyes, although she was shorter than me in this one) So something happened where I lost my memory and I was in the hospital for a long a** time...and when I started talking to everyone they were all happy like,
"OMG ADAMS BACK!"
So Christine came running up to me, and trys to inform me of everything that I don't remember from the last few years. Biggest thing was I married her, and we had a son. We had somehow made a ton of money, ad we were living in this enormous freaking mansion with a lot of our friends and family. So then she let me go talk to more people while she got ready to leave (Apparently we were going on a trip since I was getting better from whatever condition I had) After talking to a lot of friends I find out Christine had some old friend (cant remember name) that had just shown up at the house and refused to leave. And he was creeping her out because he always watched her and demanded one of our wedding tapes. So I went to talk to him and hes this enormous guy in army gear with a bunch of friends laying around being lazy douche bags. I try to talk to him and convince him to leave, he just gets up and walks out. I follow him and I see he goes to Christine's room. I hurry up, and grab one of those metal clothes hangars people use, and break it so its one long piece of metal. He trys to sneak up on her and grab her, so I stab him in the eye, and then wrap it around his neck, choking him, and then quickly tied it. Right when he turns around I punch him in the throat and he chokes some more before Christine pushes him on the ground where he chokes to Death. We hug, happy time...and after that I woke up.
Doesn't seem so long on paper but it felt like a few days...and what was really weird was all the subtle stuff in the dream that told me about what Id been up to and just how perfect the place was. The pantry had been full of pasta (my favorite food) the house was right next to the ocean (a dream of mine) someone mentioned that a tape of my wedding cost fifty euros (Kinda want to get married in Europe somewhere) and just little stuff like that...
It was nice.
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