by Lauren Hamami
Dreamt that I went to Luke's house and his old uncle was there. He laid down for a nap so we were going to go for a walk; as we walked down the stairs we could hear him masturbating above us. We walked outside and Billy from Buck Gooter was shooting everyone that he didn't like in the head. I saw them disappear pixel by pixel as if they were computer animations. I could see who he wanted to shoot next. I went up to the target, stepped in the line of fire and a locket fell out of my mouth and into my hands. The guy that was about to be shot asked me "what is inside the locket?" I mouthed "it's me, and I am Love." And he was saved. Billy didn't shoot him.