Night of 1/11/06

Maybe if I did this earlier in the morning I would remember more.

Two of my friends (in dreamland, but not real people) and"I" (except that "I" was really Ruthie from The Cosby Show) were on the run from someone. The "someone" (who was female) eventually caught up with us at a bridge and threw both friends into the river, shooting one of them as she fell. The bad lady told 'me' to jump into the river as well, but for some reason didn't' force 'me' to. Instead 'I' ran to the end of the bridge and hid under the covers of the bed/couch (it changed a couple of times) that so conveniently happened to be there. I guess it worked, because she didn't come after 'me'. When 'I' was convinced that 'I' was no longer being pursued, I jumped out of the bed and ran to what I recognize in real life to be the Winton Rd CVS, but in the dream was Walgreens. Apparently it was a safe haven of some kind.

Unlike my zombie experience, this dream wasn't frightening at all. I dreamt it with the sort of feeling one gets when watching an action movie that one knows the end of.