i had a really interesting dream last night...
i was at my grandparents' house, with a few other people over for dinner or somthing. it was daylight throughout the whole dream. there were some bad guys intent on killing, stealing, or whatever. the dream is a bit fuzzy, but i remember some. first there was a guy or two in the house, and i had a gun on me, i don't remember what. i shot him, filled him up with lead, and i think he was still alive. either way, he left. then i was outside, waiting for the people to come up again. they came up, four of them, in a light gray SUV. i had 3 guns on me. a ruger GP100 .357 magnum, a 1911 .45, and a .380 auto Bersa Thunder (i think) i pulled out the 1911, which had wooden checkered grips and a satin stainless steel finish. the 1911 felt nice in my hand very reassuring.. i shot at all the four people thorugh the car/windows. i don't recall any noise, recoil, ejected shells, or even bulletholes.two people died, the other two wouldn't. i took out my .380 auto, and plugged all the rounds into the main guy's chest, who had gotten out of the car, which out my seeing him do so. (i don't know how i knew he was the main guy, he just was). again, no blood, bulletholes, spent shells, recoil, or noise. he hit me, or shot me, or maybe he didn't do anything, but then i found myself back inside, and i looked at my right leg- there was my holstered .45 that i didn't use! (yea, i know i used it on the car, but dreams are messed up like that, you know?) i recall using the .357, but i can't remember exacly when. i think it was outside, used on the other guy that didn't die. ( i think he still lived after i shot him)
and that's it. it would have been more fun if they died, i remembered more, and i had clips to reload the .45. i'll show that bitch who's boss!...
~TMM