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Dream 5(?):

It was daytime, perhaps midafternoon to late evening, the sun still shone outside the small cramped out, the windows were open and no curtains hung upon them, a woman, barely past teenage years was asleep in her bed when it happened, a socket nearby shorted starting a fire, we were there, my partner and I, some sort of forensic authority, we caught the blaze in time and as i spirited the woman outside to safety my parter went outside and around the side of the house for presumably something to put out the small blaze, the woman's room mate was outside as well, having gotten the woman to safety i went around the house to retrieve my partner whom i then saw. The room mate was unconsious, lying on the ground, what i presumed later shot. my partner was standing over here, cun in hand speaking with the cheif of police, our superior, when i approached they looked up, such a look in thier eyes that i knew I had to flee or be shot. I took off running in the opposite direction knowing what the chances of them hitting a moving target would be. I'd witnessed a murder or at least seen the aftermath of it, i took theother woman with me, to protect her and we ran across the street to a small red tercell that was parked near the curb under a tree. we got in with a man who had been walking by and had seen what was happening, he urged us to get in quickly and we sped off.

We had nowhere to go. By the time night had come we were transversing a back ally near a shipping station, the ground was soft with mud and we had to walk on the tips of our feet so the logos and treads of our shoes would not be complete. We managed to get to the end of an ally, through a poor downtown district and too a run down neihborhood where both myself the girl and the man split up. 3 seperate safe houses had been setup for us by the man, I don't know if it was planned or if it was a last moment thing, but i took what i could get. I spent the night there in that little house on a cramped little bed, tossing and turning all night. I was some sort of forensic analyst and undercover cop usualy, it seemed odd to me to be on the run from my own partner and our supervisor. I hadn't done anything wrong.It had been them.

Nearing midnight the others came. On the street I was known as the hound, a sexy b***h of a woman whom the criminals both wanted to get rid of and sleep with at the same time. That knight the Pride came. The pride consisted of two brothers of the lion family. they intended to kidnap me, to secret me away somewhere, seduce me and god knows what else. I knew ahead of time, as they were creeping up the lawn and feigned sleep. I had no intention of fighting back, anywhere the lion's could hide me was somewhere my partner never would. I let them take me with them, protesting all the way to keep the upper hand. It was midmorning the next day when nearly to a remote location where they hid out, moving across a grassy feild with a slight slope that my partner caught up to us, shooting at us. I was hit in the side i think, grazed just under the arm on my upper torso. It stung at first but gradually got worse, I dropped to my knees, curling up on the ground and trying to breathe as the pain came over me, the lion brothers stopped to help, to get me to my feet.

I awoke.