Wednesday, September 2, 2009

the island

i grab onto a guy as he uses some kind of jetpack to take off. i feel like i'm some kind of undercover agent of some sort. the guy is mad that i am on him, but i have locked myself so he cannot get me off, nor control any of his mechanisms. i am telling him he needs to give me whatever he has taken (i have no idea what it was, never is mentioned, so unless it is from earlier in the dream i cannot remember, i am nit sure). he tells me no, and i tell him i'm not afraid to die. at this point we are extremely high over the city, it looks like new york city maybe, very large. the jetpack runs out of fuel and we start to fall. he is wearing a parachute, but i am in control of it. we are falling faster and faster, and i tell him he needs to give me the item. finally we are getting really close and pulls out a piece of paper and wants to sign a contract. i pull the string and the parachute pops out just in the nick of time. i tell him that i'm going to bring us down on the island (i gave it an actual title, but i do not remember it now). he's a bit nervous about the island. we land and we imediatley see someone with a knife trying to kill someone else. i go to stop him, and in the background some guy is holding a weird looking large gun that emits a loud sonic noise, i look and see it has put s hole in a wall. i start to run in the other direction, i duck inbetween a few buildings. i keep going in and out of the buildings until a black police officer lady wants to see my papers. i had it to her and she says thank, all of a sudden she is being accompanined by a robot version of her to asks the cop if i look like i can be trusted or something. the cop lady laughs and says i look innocent enough. i start to move on and there is a group of people waiting to be checked by the lady cop. a guy is sitting there and asks her if she could make him a drink. i think to myself it was an odd request.

i wake up.

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