Near Death

Date: 6/11/2018

Blood, violence, and murder warning. I was at a lake with my friends (in reality I have no clue who these people are but they seemed to be familiar). I had a gun stashed in a treehouse that was near the lake. The treehouse had a slide built into it in which I used to sit on top of before sniping people that were on the other side of the lake (that were bad guys or something? I had watched an Overwatch gameplay before bed and was probably thinking of Widow Maker). After trying to snipe someone while going down the slide, I missed and threw the gun back up the slide to hide it. After getting back to the ground, I began walking back to the stairs (it was a really fancy tree house) as one of my friends called out, "It's getting dark, we should go back in the cabin". I looked back at the before remembering that my clothes were in the tree house as well. 'I should at least grab my shirt and shorts before heading in' I thought as I turned back toward the treehouse. I took a few steps before my eyes widened as an animal wandered from out of the bushes. A large jaguar stood with it's back facing me. I paused, unsure if I should run or just wait for it to leave. Slowly it began to turn around, it's piercing Hazel eyes landing on me. My breath hitched before I yelled to my friends, "Everyone get in the cabin, NOW." Several of the people glaced over before doing so, realizing the danger they were in. But about three of them did not. After my yell, the jaguar began striding toward me, hunching it's body down in a hunting stance. I took a few steps back slowly, knowing that if I ran it would likely pounce. "There's more of them!" I turned at the sound of one of my younger friends, spotting a large lynx and what looked like a mountain lion. They were walking toward the young friend (about 8yrs old) and what I believe was his older brother (about 14yrs old), so my instincts kicked in. Suddenly I began to run, calling out to the big cats to get their attention. I looked at the two boys and the girl that was inching closer to the cabin, "Get inside! When I get close just hold the door open for me." I ran toward the 8 year old seeing as he had froze. His brother had ran to the girl, grabbing her wrist to pull her into the house, "Come on!" he yelled to the younger boy. As I ran to the child, I put my left arm out and grabbed his wrist. I whipped his body over to his brother, whom pulled him into the house. As my left arm pointed toward the cabin, I felt a piercing sensation in my right wrist. Looking back I seen that one of the cats, (likely the lynx since it wasn't a big wound) had slashed my wrist with it's claws. I held my wrist as I dashed around in a semi-circle and finally ran into the cabin, slamming the door shut behind me. The three people from before stood next to me, practically pushing me so that they were the ones holding the door shut, "Are you okay?!" I looked down at my wrist, seeing that no blood had fallen but you could see the vein. I sighed in relief knowing that it had missed my vein. "I'm fine for now but I'll need stitches later. Blood is gonna start dripping soon." I said before covering my wound with my other hand again. The dream ended there. Or, that's all I remember at least.