My dream
I told Jack and Apple about a dream I had the other night and they thought I should share. Any of you into dream analysis are free to tell me just what the hell this means. I'm staying in an apartment building with several other TF people. I don't know who these other TF people are but I just knew that they were on TF. There is a serial killer roaming BKK and his latest victim (a TF member) somehow escaped with her life. The police, being what they are, don't seem to interested in following up with the victim because she can't give them a name, address, and a bank account balance of the killer. So, in our infinite wisdom as TF members, we decide to lay a trap and announce to the press that the latest victim remembers what the guy looked like and can identify him to police. We tell the press that she is going to go to the police tomorrow and tell them who this killer is. Our thinking is that this will force the killer to come out and try to kill her before she can talk to the police. So we wait for the killer to show himself. The bait is in one room with another TF member and in the rooms next to and across the hall from the bait's room we wait for the killer to show up. I don't know why but the room I'm in is a studio apartment and there's a king size bed in the room. Myself and a female TF member lay on the bed waiting for the killer. There are no chairs so we just lay in the bed staring at the ceiling waiting. Suddenly there's a crashing sound and I jump up and open the door to the hallway. The killer has kicked in the door of the victim and he's holding a huge hunting knife. Zappa (the only person I actually recognize from TF in this dream) is fighting with the guy. The killer slashes him a few times in the arms and in the chest but Zappa keeps fighting him. Zappa gets ahold of the arm the killer has the knife in and wrestles him to the floor pinning the knife holding hand to the floor. For some reason I am now behind the killer (and Zappa) and I see the killer reach into his back pocket to pull out another knife. He is going to stab Zappa with the other knife and get free. I step over the killer's shoulder and use my leg to lock up his arm. He can't move anything except from his elbow. He stabs my leg a few times but since he has limited movement it's nothing serious. He just digs the knife into my leg. I go total MMA on his ass and start throwing elbows into his head until I hear the sound of the knives dropping out of each of his hands as he passes out. We (Zappa and I) tell the other TF people to get us some zip ties and we bind his wrists and legs. Then we tie his wrists to his legs so he's hog tied. We call the police but it takes well over an hour for them to even respond. Every time the killer regains conciousness Zappa and I beat the crap out of him until he passes out again. When the Thai police finally arrive they want paid to take the guy away. They threaten to arrest us for assaulting the guy and one of the girls (TF member) tells the cops (in Thai which I mysteriously understand) that we'll kick his ass too if he doesn't do his job. Reluctantly he agrees to arrest the guy. And as strange as that might sound, I woke up in a panic looking around my bed for blood stains because I wasn't sure if I had treated my wounds from the killer before going to bed. I was sure I had soaked my sheets in my own blood from the cuts the killer had given to me during our fight. Okay . . . for all of you dream interpreters . . . what the heck does that dream mean? :-)
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