Dream I Had
I rarely ever dream, or at least I rarely ever remember the dreams. I kept hitting snooze and coming back to this one.
I was working at a CVS in Italy and I got kidnapped by a group of people, the ringleader of which was a guy I currently work with at my real job. They shot me in the foot, it really hurt, but I felt they were fairly benevolent about the whole situation as I realized they were doing it because they needed the money. There were a bunch of us (people I studied in Italy with, a few people from high school, a couple DCers) being held in a house up on a hill, we were being held over a long period of time.
I realized I had figured out enough of their secrets that the only way they were going to get away with the whole crime was to give me a cut of the money, though I never voiced this to them. Other people weren’t getting a cut because they’d got to bonin’ each other and the kidnappers apparently took pictures of this and were using it as blackmail against them upon release. I had figured this out and thus not been canoodling. They had taken us out to a club (one I’d visited in Italy) in hopes of promoting more people bonin’. It worked, but fortunately clubs make me flaccid and I got really drunk and threw a glass at one of my roommates from Italy (he deserved it).
I kept trying to escape via short messages to my family, which drove them nuts and never worked. I’d receive minor beatings for my infractions. Getting shot in the foot greatly decreased my mobility. We’d all have to sleep on the floor in a big room, we all got along well.
I really have no idea what the fuck I took in order to dream this shit. It was incredibly entertaining and, though mildly intense, not a nightmare. I just had to write this down before I forgot it.
