Well, this dream kept me struggling all morning before I woke up.
I was back in High School and it was an inept school where the teachers weren't well trained or cared about the kids. I wandered from class to class because I wasn't sure which class I was supposed to be in and I settled in science class. The teacher was completing a project that the kids had been working on for awhile; how to make a shotgun. The first student that had the gun accidentally fired it and the buckshot slammed into a piece of modern art that was in the back of the room. It was a large metal red jack and it smoldered in response to the destructive shot. I got up to look over the other students to see what had happened and noticed the shards of metal that speckled my forearms and hands. Metal from the shredded statue had blown back at me and into my arms when I'd covered my face with my arms during the blast. I started pulling each razor sized piece of metal from my right arm. After I'd pulled 30-40 pieces of metal from my right arm, the outer-layer of skin slid, loosely connected to the flesh. I held on to it to keep it in place. I thought that I should have left some of the metal in my arm to keep my shredded skin in place.
I examined my left arm and found that like a porcupine I had fine needles stippling my skin. I would need tweezers to get the hundred or so metal needles out of my arm. The bell rang and everyone left class. I wandered into the hall leaving a pile of bloody metal behind and holding the skin on to my right forearm.
An idea struck me, why didn't I get a magnet? - that would pull the rest of the pins out of my arm.
Of course, I'd wandered down the hallway and could no longer figure out where the science classroom had gone. I ran into a room because the bell was ringing and I thought it was the right class. Alas, it was math. I saw people that I recognized- Natalie and Jackie and thought that I might be in the correct class. Except that Natalie and Jackie were twins and in this dream there were 2 Jackies and one Natalie..weird. Anyway, after about 5 min the teacher had given up on teaching and assigned some work. The kids sat talking and I escaped to find that magnet.
Finally after peeking in several doors I found the science teacher who was excitedly teaching the few interested students that sat in the front row of the class. I barged in and asked if he had a really strong magnet and explained the situation with my arm. He did have a magnet! He'd been fiddling with some electronic device and made a pretty strong magnet. He pulled out a device that looked like a large cardiac defibrillator paddle. He flipped the switch on the unit, leaned back away from it, and slowly swept the paddle over the skin on my left arm. I felt a strong pull on my skin and could see the pins of metal fly onto the paddle. It was working! He moved the paddle in front of the rest of my arm, there was a tug of magnetic energy, and more needles flew out of the skin. Suddenly the lunch bell rang and his attention was diverted back to the class. He put down the magnetic paddle and started trying to tell the students their homework as they rushed from the class. I was about to leave until I saw that the side of my hand and elbow still had pins sticking out and I needed to finish with the magnet. Of course the teacher was no help so I managed to get it working on my own and felt the strong pull as I finished with my pincushion arm.
I wandered through the halls and eventually out the back entrance to the dark and overcast hood behind the school. I could see lights at the end of the alleyway and made my way to the grocery store. I was getting Ramen noodles and then saw that the store had a Chinese food takeout section. As I looked to see what was on the menu 3 black guys with guns ran in and robbed the people at the counter and and the takeout line. I immediately ducked down below the food I was looking at and noticed 2 other shoppers, friends of mine, Shabaka and Haqi. We all looked at each other and Shabaka held up a silencing finger to his mouth. I breathed quietly and could hear the robbery completing and then gunshots as the thieves killed the 2 employees. Sirens could be heard in the distance and the robbers yelled to each other to leave.
Once the robbers were gone Shabaka and Haqi were yelling that we had to get out of there before the police arrived or they would think we'd done everything. I ran following them out of the store past the overturned food and pool of red on the floor. I couldn't se the employees but I had a feeling that they were laying on the floor dying. We burst out of the front door and glimpsed the thieves rounding a corner in a black car with black tinted windows. One of the guys had the window partly down and we could see a sparkle of light in his eye as he looked us in our faces. The car disappeared and we ran back down the alley into the shadows.
So, I have to get to work but what happened next was, I started walking back to the school and the black car pulled up- the guy started shooting at me with a silencer. I managed to avoid the 2 shots, I thought I recognized the guy shooting at me. I yelled that we wouldn't turn them in to the police. He yelled that his boss wouldn't let him leave any living witnesses. I made it back to school and tried to hideout in a counselors office that was empty. I left the office at the end of the day and saw the guy waiting by the front entrance to find me. He couldn't bring a gun into the school because of the metal detectors. We went back to the office where I tried to convince him that we wouldn't turn them in and they didn't have to kill us. He seemed to be humoring me and then pulled a small knife from his shoe. I grabbed his arm and shoulder and flipped him on to the desk. He thought all of this was funny because he was confident that they would kill me in the end. I kept trying to reason with him as I held him down. He was pretty lean and shorter then me so I didn't have too much difficulty. I told him that I had a friend that worked in the police department and if I could make sure that the investigation of them never happened would they stop trying to kill me? He said he'd have to check with his boss. I ran from the office and school and saw that the wasn't following.
I went to a friend of mine's house whose father is a state trooper. He was getting ready for his shift but listened to my story. We were formulating a plan when I went into the kitchen and saw the killer guy standing at the top of the stairs with a big blue thing in his hand. I screamed "it's a bomb!!!" and dove back down the steps to the living room. Water rushed into the house after me. I ran/swam into the basement to get my friends baby and 7 year old before they drowned. Somehow, the chemical in the water bomb would react with oxygen to create water. It worked like fire, consuming the oxygen and making more water, until everyplace that was filled with air, was replaced with water. I left doors open because I knew if I went in a room, when the room filled with water I'd be trapped, the chemical reaction happened so quickly, one minute it would be an empty room, a minute later it would be a tank of water and you'd have to swim to the door. Somehow we all made it alive- I think my trooper friend broke windows open and the water drained out. The bad guy was gone and I realized that I had to hunt this guy down and kill him before he killed me and my friends. I needed to get to the boss, or this would never end....
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