I have a slight memory of dreaming something about my pillow vanished in half and there is a
RM 1 paper note cash.
OKay, here is the main dream.
I was partying with my friends until midnight is over.
I wanted to get some sleep because it is really late.
So I walked home accompanied by a friend.
We passed an oil palm plantation on the way home where we say giant weird birds!
When we looked closer, we realized they were just men in cosplay.
That was kind of cool but I really need to get some rest but instead
my dad came and brought me to the local stadium to watch something.
We were seated in the spectators seats and just stared at the empty football field.
I closed my eyes because I really have to get some shut-eyes.
However, I opened my eyelids after several seconds and saw the surroundings have changed!
Now we are inside a stage hall.
We then left the hall and saw a movie exhibition outside.
People are wearing costumes and movies posters display films that I have never seen before!
These new movies look interesting to me so I really have to add them all into my movies-to-watch list.
I remember clearly a movie poster showing a man with long steel boots
which reminds me of Puss in Boots.
Another movie poster have 4 people dressed up as superheroes
that look something like the Fantastic Four.
We walked and saw a small kid wearing a Superman costume.
He looked cute so we got close to him.
He then dashed forward and snatched a nearby man's gun and started shooting at us!
Several people got wounded and the little boy also aimed at me.
I immediately ducked and fought with him to take the gun away but he is goood....
He fought very well by redirecting my attacks and keeping the gun.
Finally he pointed the gun aiming at my balls and I have no choice but to bear this death blow.
The Dream God must be at my side because there aren't any bullets left when he pulled the trigger.
He did not give up so instead he took a stapler gun and use it as a weapon to continue shooting.
This dream is beginning to become a nightmare so I forced myself up.
At least it was a stapler gun, not a furious bull's horn
It was only 4:24 am so I continued to sleep
and also continue dreaming (the same dream)
I am now in town.
Dawn have not arrived yet so I still have time to get some sleep.
I found an old Chinese man with a white long beard and so
I told him about my dream that God wanted me to do something.
Surprisingly, he agreed to help me out in this mission.
I told him that in my previous dream, God wants me to clean the streets in town
so we cleaned it up together and made the town clean and free of rubbish.
Then I told him about the second thing that we need to do.
That is to steal from the wealthy and distribute the wealth to the beggars just like Robbin Hood.
We located a house and jumped over a drain to get there.
He succeeded in jumping across but I short of one step and fell into the drain because I could not grab the edge with my hand holding a bag of rubbish cleaned from the city just now.
Luckily the drain was not too deep and wet for me to climb back up finely.
We broke into the house and quickly hid behind a double decker bed when the owner appeared.
The owner came into the room wearing a black ski mask.
We realized he is a dangerous stealthy soldier.
He is also wearing a light brown jacket with many weapons hidden inside.
We were lucky that he did not see us.
He switched of the room light and left.
We stole money, got out and share with beggars.
(I couldn't actually remember this part but that is what I guessed what happened)
Now the street is not only free of rubbish, but also free of beggars!
My old Chinese friend then asked me why don't we do this in other places
but I said that God only told me to do it here, maybe it is somebody else's job to do it in other places.
Somehow we recruited the soldier guy later on and together
we trio continue helping the community like this.
Years passed and I am now a young adult.
The dream scene is inside a carriage where I am currently talking to a young woman.
She is complaining to me how unlucky she is to have a criminal father.
Apparently, I figured out she is the daughter of the old Chinese man that helped me years ago.
Now the old man is in jail for all of what he had done.
The old man has also lost his mind and became insane.
I calmed her telling her how great her dad is and the things we have done together to help the society.
I took her to visit the old man in jail, clearly seeing how mad the old man is banging against the cell bars.
The soldier guy is also in another jail, also lost his sanity but still wearing his black ski mask.
I wonder whether will we ever know about his identity.
The soldier is kneeling and shouting while pulling his jacket
angry that his weapons are not in his jacket anymore
Somehow I think the police may catch up to me later.
I know there are no criminal records about me and no evidence in my house
except for that there is a huge powerful fireball golden canon that I have built in my house
That isn't anything suspicious, right ?
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