Yeah. I have some sick nasty dreams. Prepare to be amazed.

I was in the lobby of my church, on the far side near our children ministry. This room is probably about the size of the downstairs of your house(unless you either have an exceptionally small or big house, then I apologize.) It had a high ceiling, big enough for a giant to fit inside. Anyways, I was on the floor, just about to begin a game of zombies. I checked my side, and thought, What! I don't even get a gun? I was the starting zombie, Figures, I told myself, and headed off down the hallway. I was quickly met by a person in the lobby with a orange shirt that was way to big for him, and hanging over like a dead mop (if one can imagine what a dead mop looks like). I quickly ran at him and jumped on top of him, hitting him before he had a chance to pull up his gun and retaliate. We wrestled on the floor, while I tried to wrench the gun from his hands. Eventually I succeeded, and got a shot at Isaac, the thing shot a B-B and the ref, at least I think it was a ref, called him out. I looked around, searching for next victim since I now had a gun.

I reloaded quickly before I forgot, watching the reload click and land on orange, showing it had reloaded. I spotted a crowd, not far from where I was, and scanned it quickly, I saw two kids in orange shirts and started heading toward them, but stopped when I realized they weren't wearing the right orange color. I scanned again, this time I saw two kids on the far side of the crowd, and these two were wearing the right orange tees. I pulled up my riflish weapon, and took the shot, and hit them both. I then went deeper in the crowd to take a shot at others, only to find my rifle wouldn't reload. I quickly headed back to the kids and scavenged one of the weapons next to them. It was a beauty. Rifle. Black. Smooth cock-back. Yess... I thought to myself. I then plunged into the crowd once more and took a shot at one orange shirt that I'm pretty sure was Grant because I think I remember hearing, "Really Stevie, really?"

There was only one person left. I cocked my weapon and went in for the last one. It was Cajua, he had never fully emerged from the container he had started in and was still half in half out slightly submerged in a water casket that rose to the surface. I took a quick shot, and took him out.

The round was over and it began over again. This time, I was a human. I found myself in some underwater realm, with a glass box around me. After a second or two, I began to get concerned when it didn't start heading up. My fears were quickly silenced as I plunged upward through the water. When I reached the surface, however, I couldn't get off the lid. Now I seriously began to panic, I didn't know how long the air would last in this thing. I quickly began pushing on the top and eventually it opened and I climbed out. Apparently I wasn't in a big enough hurry because when I got to the weapon spot, all that was left was a tiny little fish. I picked it up, hoping it was useful and headed down the hallway. Farther along I saw a pretty big squid, and picked that up too. Might as well have called me fish man. I figured I might be able to whack someone with it.

I headed toward the hall where I had started and found Isaac wreaking havoc on my allies. Like the great friend that I am, I ran past completely ignored until I ran into this giant white furry monster. I couldn't quite tell you what it was, but I did what everyone would do. I threw my squid at it. Oddly, the squid destroyed. I watched as the squid practically climbed into its throat and start destroying from the inside, yeah, never doubt the power of a squid. I reached the branch off and dropped the little fish, what did I think it did anyway. I saw Leander at the end of the hallway with a grin on his face and wondered if maybe I had missed him last round, but I didn't really care.

I opened the door and went inside. Inside was a children's play table, where I found two giant silver dollars. They both had the date "1817" on them, which really suprised me.A second or two later, Davina walked in the room and went on the opposite side. I showed her the coins, and suddenly I had  two giant pennies too. Strangely enough, now they could be put together and spin opposite each other. "These are pretty old, maybe I should keep them." She laughed at the idea, though I wasn't sure why, since I didn't really see anything funny about it.

Just then two parents showed up at the door, I smiled at them and said hi and then headed past them. It was time to go. I walked down the hallway and there in the auditorium was Jeremy and Noah playing with air-soft guns. However, they shot tennis balls. Obviously I thought they were pretty cool and wanted to try it. There were tennis balls all over the place when Mr. Fisher came over with a disapproving scowl and we all knew the fun was over.

The only thing I remember after that is trying to tell Davina my dream, which I realized was a dream while still dreaming, and her telling me to, "Write it down." So here it is, hope you like it.