A war, a wizard, a shadow, and a gun.

Date: 1/8/2017

I was living in sort of a safe house. There was this old guy who was a wizard, and a small army of men to protect me, and my little brother was there (he was tied up in a lot of rope tho, because he was brainwashed to be on the enemy's side). I was in grave danger but I was also important to them, their kingdom, and the future. I only remember the last leg of the dream and it was a doozy. I had been almost killed three times that day. In fact once someone kidnapped me and almost killed me, and once my little brother tried to shoot me in the head with a gun three times. He was very angry with me, thought I was evil, and keeping him away from something which was good, and he grabbed a gun and shot me in the head. It was loaded too, only with one bullet. It was an old fashion western type gun. He shot it three times with it shoved against my skull. I never saw his face but I was trying to get it away from him, I don't know how he managed to shoot it he was tied up at the time, but it hurt he was trying to kill me. It also scared me. Finally some men from this vast army came in and the wizard, they took control of the boy and the wizard gave sage advice as wizards are wont to do. There was a whole large part of the dream dedicated to my phone, apparently it was perfectly programed to work for me, but then in the fight it got messed up and reset back to factory settings. All the personal effects and organizing and stuff on it was erased. I was very upset but decided to take care of it later. I then decided to call my mom, I really wanted to talk to her and tell her about my day, I was upset over all the events. I felt this need to talk to her. In the dream my memory of talking to her on the phone was good, she was intelligent, witty, funny, articulate, and caring. I also wanted to write down the events of the day, knowing writing I could immortalize detail, but I thought I would call her first. I asked the wizard if the army had cleared out and he assured me they had, and left us alone a bit. (The fact I felt like I wasn't allowed to call her and they would stop me if they knew made me think my mom was perhaps on the enemies' side.) I went outside to walk and call my mom, insure more privacy being outside. It was night time now, and very dark. However on the way I bumped into someone and this is where it gets hazy, I'm not sure the gender of this person, in fact I think a that point I forgot my own gender. I do know the interaction was, not flirting, but one of those first meetings where you realize you might like this person that way. Anyway this person was black, not like African American but like the shadows, in fact the shadows seem to separate to reveal this person who sat down and began playing a game of Othello with me on the grass. Instead of calling my mom I enjoyed this interaction more. I swear I have no idea who it was, nor the gender, even the edges of the person were blurred and faded off into the night. We played a game of Othello but the pieces were hand made ceramic, and not very well they were lumpy and misshapen, and there weren't a lot of them, just three black and three white. The shadow person set them up in rows, first a row of white stretched between them and me and then the black, from my point of view it was white column black column.