Very long dream.

Date: 1/15/2021

This is a long one so buckle in. Very violent so be warned, blood gore etc. It started out where I was on some reality game show where there was 6 boys and 6 girls. We were all between the ages of 17 and 19, I’m 17. I think the goal of the show was to have everyone dating by the end of it, so they were gonna pair us with one of the girls or visa versa. I got paired with a tall, skiing blonde hair girl. She was super pretty and kind, so I thought. Another girl and boy pair, and then the blonde hair girl and I were all assigned to sleep in the same room. It just happened to be my bedroom in my old house before I moved. All the furniture was the exact same as before I packed up and moved. I volunteered to sleep on the floor and let my girl take the bed. The other two slept on the floor as well. This whole time I thought I was making progress with my girl. I felt we were getting along well and that maybe there was a spark between us. I had also begun to fall in love. A few nights later while everyone was sleeping, the girl i was paired with woke up after a knock on the bedroom door. The other two didn’t wake up, where as I did but I pretended to be asleep. I watched as she opened the door and there were two terrorists. They were stereotypical (by American stereotypes) with long white gowns and big bushy beards and were holding AK-47s. She made some sort of deal with them, I think revealing the location or surrendering us to them. I felt betrayed and confronted her about it. I said that she never really loved me like I did to her and that she only cared about personal gain. All of it was true because she was silent and couldn’t form a response. I started tearing up saying how I loved her but she couldn’t care at all about me. That’s when she revealed what the deal she made was. All the boys on this "game show" or what not were gonna go fight in the war for the terrorists. it sounded horrible, to have to fight in a war but for a terrorist. That morning I ran away. I ran until sunrise when I arrived in some town. It was in the desert near the Grand Canyon, so in Arizona. The sky was a dark foreboding red and the heat was already immense from the desert. I walked into some stores, some of which had been destroyed and looted. The war had already past and gone at this location. I lost all hope and returned to the house where everyone was. Back there, the terrorists geared us up. I got a fancy grenade launcher gun and then a heavy machine gun with a scope on it. We hoped in convoy trucks and headed out. As we pulled out I got a last glimpse of the girl. I loved her but she used me, she only saved me to get used by the terrorists. Later at the front of the war, I was sitting in a trench with the machine gun propped up, and the grenade launcher next to me. The general then said to prepare to attack the US armies trench. I didn’t have to charge out since I had a machine gun so o was thankful for that. However I didn’t want to kill my fellow citizens. But if I didn’t shoot the general would shoot me he threatened. The terrorists charged out first. Bullets started raining from both sides as they ran across the no mans land of sand and rock. I looked through the scope. I saw on of the reprises take a bullet to his head. Blood exploded everywhere as his head practically vaporized. A grenade went off and three bodies went flying. Some limbs flew off with strands of muscle still attached. Then the US had a flamethrower. They unleashed it on the attacking forces. I watched through my scope as men were burned alive, skin and flesh melting on them. It was absolutely horrifying. Bullets wizzed over my head as well. So much senseless violence. No one deserves such painful and horrific deaths I thought. But I was loosing it too. My anger from the girl betraying us had swelled up inside me and needed to be released. “Shoot or you get shot” my general said as he poked my back with his gun. That’s when I pulled my finger back on the trigger and unleashed hell on the American troops. All the anger came flowing out of, just as every bullet came flowing out of the machine gun. Every time an American propped their head above the trench I shot. I got only head shots. Heads would vaporize in a cloud of blood leaving a blood stain on the other wall of the trench. I didn’t think about all the lives I was killing, I only thought about the girl. The gun started to over heat, I felt how warm the steel was and it almost hurt to hold. I laid off the machine gun and picked up my grenade launcher. That’s when I realized, the Americans were counter attacking. I shot one grenade, it was an incendiary grenade. It exploded on fire burning three soldiers. I realized that the Americans were definitely going to overpower us so I fled. I went back to the house we were at and started packing anything valuable up or hiding it. Since the front was falling back, more terrorists would be staying here I thought. I packed some stuff up and was going to head out, hopefully away from this war and live off the land in the mountains, when I saw the girl. I walked up to her and pulled a pistol out of my hip thing for it and pointed it at her head. She screamed and started to run away when I pulled the trigger. The gunshot was loud. It deafened me for a few seconds and as my hearing came back a loud ringing came with it. I did however hear the sound of her body hitting the floor after i shot her. It was loud and violent. A pool of blood streamed from the back of her head and onto the nice wooden floor. All of a sudden all the anger inside me from her had drained and was replaced with regret and sorrow. I was sad and scared, I had been reduced to nothing by this war. That’s when the terrorists started entering through the front door. I quietly but sneakily escapes through the back door. Unfortunately my alarm went off at this point but oh well, this dream was already plenty enough.