❗️Frienemy and Burning a Wound

Date: 1/24/2020

I'm in a building. I'm standing by some boxes and someone is shooting at me. I don't know why. I'm shot in the leg and the foot. As I sit on the ground inspecting my wounds, the shooter comes out of the shadows. It is a person I admire, respect, look up to, and am loyal to. I don't understand why they would shoot me. Even though she (I know it was a women) shot me, I explained to her that I still trust and respect her. She is now confused and torn emotionally. I showed her no hate, just sadness about her attack. Eventually her heart broke and she came to me to tend to the gun shot wounds she had inflicted on me. (I remember the wounds in great detail.) Neither of the wounds were bleeding, just open and torn flesh. She took a metal tool or staff of some sort, held it over a flame until it was red hot. I knew it would hurt (it didn't), but I let her put it against the torn flesh to clean and seal it. She did. End.