August 7th: Dream
I started a local law enforcement group which we called “Trophy” – basically just hollow earth radio people in kind of a “citizens on patrol” type environment. Yeah, that’s right, sorta police academy style.
Anyway, I am walking around on my patrol, near the water late at night and I am alone.
Whereas starting the group at first seem funny, now I see a shadow person following me and
I start to panic and get a little nervous. This guy keeps getting closer, eventually to the point where I say “you need to back off”.
The dude keeps coming so I draw my weapon and aim it at the dude. For some reason
I am also video taping it. I notice that he is also filming the event.
Just as he approaches me fully he pulls out his weapon and we both fire at each other,
and I film the moment he shoots me straight in the belly button
I remember the feeling of watching someone point a gun at you and continuing to pull the trigger. Then he runs off and I lay there just a few moments until an ambulance pulls up.
I flag them down and say “you need to take me to the hospital”. They open the side of the car, which is really more like a minivan and inside see several stacks and rows of dead people covered in white plastic.
They said they were full. But, they said, it’s not that big of a deal because I was actually standing in the parking lot of the hospital
So I turn around and there it was … I hobble in and tell the receptionist that I have been shot. They say it would be a while. I keep holding my stomach, bleeding.
It starts feeling like it’s taking a really long time, so I kinda wandered away to a rock show happening next door. I talk to some friends I know like about how the band was good etc, but i would also say “yeah, oh, and I got shot tonight”. It was casual. I am still sorta paranoid of the guy who shot me at this point, and I turn and see him there. I walk up and snatch away his camera partly because I was kinda nervous that maybe it was my fault – that I shouldn’t have drew my gun.
I kinda wanted to hide the evidence and i also wanted to confront it myself. After I took his camera he quickly retreats and I have the feeling that he’s going to start rounding up a posse to get me. Then I woke up.
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The next day I am painting with amber and this girl jenny sweet potatoes and we are making flyers with watercolors cause we are going on tour. It’s about 10:30 at night. I confirmed this with amber after the fact.
I am just painting away until I accidentally pour wine all over the table and all over my shirt. It gets all over me, but especially on my stomach. It looks like a bleeding stomach wound.
Like, EXACTLY like it.
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The next morning I read this:
Seattle Police are investigating the murder of a 15-year-old boy who was shot and killed late last night in South Seattle. At about 10:30 p.m., Seattle police received a call about a shooting on Rainier Ave S and S Graham Street. When officers arrived, they found a 15-year-old boy lying on the sidewalk, with a gunshot wound to the stomach.
I love your coincidences. This one is so eerie!