I have never really been plagued with disturbing dreams since childhood, usually my nightmares deal with anxiety. Apparently two nights ago was the exception.
My character in the dream was actually quite laughable. I was a mustachio-ed man-detective. I have absolutely no idea what I was detecting.
The scene that I remember was that I was in our offices, sitting at my desk with a few other people, including another guy and a young-ish asian woman.
I made this comment, something like, "I'm always getting shot." (Which, now that I think about it, is true when it comes to dreams. I've been shot three times in three seperate dreams. Maybe my subconscious was referring to that?)
Anyway, shortly after I said that, a shot came through the window. I thought about what a coincidence that was before realizing that it had hit the asian woman in the side of the head. A split-second after that shot was fired, another flew in from the opposite side, and went into the poor woman's head on the other side.
I was confused for a while, wondering why she wasn't bleeding more. She was just standing there looking surprised, two holes in the sides of her head. All of a sudden, blood started pouring out of her head, spraying all over the place, not quite perpendicular to her body, but close. She stumbled forward from behind her desk as the few of us in the room watched, horrified. I don't know why we didn't try to help her.
Suddenly, she opened up her mouth like she was going to vomit, and it looked like there was an apple coming out of her mouth at first, but then the thing fell completely out of her mouth, and it was her BRAIN, which splatted onto the floor. It was kind of pink at the top with a thin layer of white at the bottom and very shiny and quite large. We all just stared at it, including the woman whose brain it was, because for some odd reason she was still alive. Then she said a few words that I don't remember, all I know is that she spoke.
I woke up shortly after.
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