Lots of broken dreams, I was in the car with W driving, it was dark. A strange man appeared on the road and we stopped. He started yelling and W said something back. Then he pulled out a gun. Pointed it at W first, then, more hysterically, at himself, I gasped, and he shot himself three times in the heart. We sat shocked for a bit, then W turned and drove away. Later we meet with the others. Pretend everything is OK. Pretending for a while that I feel like the traumatic scene I experienced was a dream (haha). I feel like I need to go home. Before I leave I go to W. I lean in close and ask if Iβm crazy, but that thing happened right, that was real? He says yes that was real.
Lots of broken dreams, I was in the car with W driving, it was dark. A strange man appeared on the road and we stopped. He started yelling and W said something back. Then he pulled out a gun. Pointed it at W first, then, more hysterically, at himself, I gasped, and he shot himself three times in the heart. We sat shocked for a bit, then W turned and drove away. Later we meet with the others. Pretend everything is OK. Pretending for a while that I feel like the traumatic scene I experienced was a dream (haha). I feel like I need to go home. Before I leave I go to W. I lean in close and ask if Iβm crazy, but that thing happened right, that was real? He says yes that was real.