[Spooky]

About a week ago, I had a nightmare where I was in this small airport in Chicago (I forget the name, I haven't been there in a while, it's off like 39th and connects to the orangeline..) and It was held up, by a bunch of guys in leather jackets that looked all weird (Think of the bikers from "Weird Science") and they were killing people left and right. One of them had killed my whole family, and then pointed the gun at me. It then turned lucid, and I told myself "I need to wake up, or do something, or I'll die too." I'm assuming I thought I'd die outside of the dream, too. Anyways, I then went kung-fu, and it turned into a big Matrix-esque fight scene, and I got one of their guns. I ran and ran, and got shot in the leg. Using the gun, I held someone hostage, and got away. They somehow found me at a public pool that doubled as an arcade (although that would be a health hazard in real life, I'd assume..) and they killed me and I woke up.

Okay, maybe it wasn't a nightmare, but for some reason, I remember it damn well, and weeks have passed.