I had this really vivid dream last night that was set in this futuristic facility. It had wide open spaces and labs, like if Fringe took place in the Star Wars universe. There was this young boy (I think. It was a child anyway) who the facility had either created in a lab, was performing experiments on, or both. There was an older man who was helping him evade the authorities after he escaped. Then something happened to him and suddenly I was an active player in the dream.

I think I was a bit older than I am now, late 30s maybe. I came across the guy in charge who was trying to get the boy back. He was a lot like the bad guy in the Shape of Water only kind of uglier. I shot him a couple times. What I now realize was a bit odd given the setting, is that our guns had real bullets.

He got in a torso shot on me. I knew others were coming and like, I knew it was a wound I wasn’t likely to survive but I also suddenly sort of knew I was in a Story and I was thinking “oh OK so this is my character arc. I’m going to get this boy to safety but die in the process. Well. Okay. At least I get a good death scene.”

Note, I wasn’t an actor in a movie. Like if a character in a novel or a movie suddenly realized they were a character in a story. Like if Sirius Black was falling through the arch and suddenly realized he was about to bite it for Harry’s character development and was like