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WOOH.
Every time I wake up early in the morning, I'm in a fantastic mood, even after this horrific, awesome fucking dream EVER. Immediately, when I woke up, I batted my eyes, reeled what just went through my head and said, "Yeah."

WARNING, I'M GOING TO GO INTO GORE DETAIL DOWN HURR.
I only remember a few scenes from the dream, kind of like a movie you can't quite remember.
A group, always dressed in these black cloaks and hoods were trying to assassinate a group of people. Me and this other guy were supposed to find these people and save them before they were killed. And, right before we would get to the person, to warn them, to get them safely out of the way, they would be shot down.
The first man I remember was standing near us, listening to us when I suddenly spotted one of the black cloak guys setting up this sniper. I tried to move him, but the first shot obliterated his shoulder and the other created a grapefruit sized hole in his head. Blood splattered on me and my partner, along with the gray remains of his brain.
We could do no more.
The second guy was sitting on a mall bench (this one is my favourite), eating what looked to be cracker jacks. Me and my partner were looking for the snipers, through a huge wall fountain. Right when we thought it was clear, I saw a sniper setting up, aiming. I tried to yell the victim's name before the sniper shot. Too late. The sniper received two shots right through the head. Pieces of brain, skull and blood made an unorganized pattern on the mall's tiled floor. The victim continued to slouch there, twitching, legs kicking a bit out of the nerves saying their last goodbyes.
And, as if to say something, the Victim opened his mouth, letting foam and blood roll from his mouth.
That's the last thing I remember.