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Last night I dreamt that I was being shot at. I could see the bullets coming at me. They were moving slowly enough that I was able to dodge out of the way at the last possible moment, sometimes I was able to evade completely, sometimes I was only wounded. There were many shots fired at me. I clearly remember seeing the flash then the round getting bigger and bigger coming right at me. It was scary and stressful. I finally raised my own weapon, a rifle, sighted along the barrel and set my aim point at the bridge of the nose of my attacker. I pulled the trigger and watched my round fly towards him. Right between the eyes! and I immediately woke up.
My heart was pounding. I wasn't scared or confused, but I was definitely wound up.
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