Date: 10/18/2020
By iamMartinez!
For some reason there was a battle going on. I did away with some dudes men but was wounded and eventually pushed back into a house and into its basement. I was just 2 of us left and the guys right hand man whom was unarmed and serving as a mediator. I’m at the basements steps waiting for the guy knowing I have the element of surprise on my side. The mediator comes to talk to me. I make sure there’s nothing on the steps that could obstruct my retreat in case I have to. He says You’re gonna die and I don’t stand a chance. Well, I just did in some 10 if his guys and I’m ready. I’m sorting the bullets of my .357. I’m the box I had 3 types. Some very short and stubby which I thought would have very little recoil and would give me an advantage if I need more than one shot but I doubted its stopping power. The longer bullets simply didn’t fit the revolver so I went with the original. The guy said it’s pointless cause the dude has a .44 magnum with purple bullets. I wondered what’s so special about purple bullets🤔. Should I be concerned? The mood of the dream was some what the idea that I’m going to die and talking is only prolonging the inevitable so even though I wasn’t looking forward to the shoot out in a way I just wanted it over with.