Tom Brady killed by jaguar

Date: 6/24/2021

In this dream-world, it was a well-known fact that a healthy population of jaguars roamed the neighborhood. Because of this, people had to be especially careful when they were outside, or they were on their way to becoming jaguar shit. Tom Brady and his son were at my house, and they decided to go into the backyard to play catch with a football. Jaguars only attacked people when they were by themselves, so I figured they were safe. I watched them out the window, and saw that there was a jaguar crouched in the shadows near the shed. My eyes flitted between the jaguar and the Brady’s with a kind of detached fear and fascination with what was about to happen. The jaguar started to prowl towards them, staying low to the ground, head down. Tom Brady had his back towards the creature, but his son saw it and somehow walked through the chain-link fence into the yard adjacent. He gave no indication or explanation to his father as to what he was doing or why. No, “Watch out, there’s a jaguar behind you!”. Tom, perplexed, looked around for an answer. Then he saw the jaguar. The moment he looked at it, it broke into a slow run. Tom dropped the football to free his hands, but the jaguar had made its decision and there was no fighting it. He was to be killed and eaten. The jaguar slashed its claws at him multiple times, battering him and then blinding him with a slash to the eyes. Having your sight taken from you in a fight can be quite undignifying, and this was the case for Tom. His knees were bent, his upper body parallel to the ground, arms flailing aimlessly. Little did he know, his ass was actually in the jaguar’s face, so he wasn’t even facing the right direction. The jaguar pounced on him and finished him off. Some time after, the jaguar had eaten him, and one might have presumed he was dead. This was not the case. What was left of Tom was a bare skeleton that was somehow still alive and fully functional. At some point during this ordeal, spectators had gathered inside my house, Eve Polastri from Killing Eve among them. The spectators had gathered in the master bedroom, where there was now a door that opened up onto a back porch. Skeleton-Tom decided that he didn’t want to be the only person that got eaten, so he opened this door and started to pull people out into the backyard with him. Eve Polastri became the next to be victimized by the jaguar. Something about her skeleton looked strange, how smooth it was. Her skeleton also had a pointy chin. And that was the end.