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2006-08-21 - 5:23 a.m. I'm a spy or a rebel of some sort with a woman in some touristy restaurant and we're dancing in each others arms. Then we notice an old woman in like a baseball cap and bright orange tshirt but we can tell she's watching us without watching us. As we dance she moves to tables closer and closer to the dance floor. she ends up right next to us playing some game with another old tourist lady. I dance close and ask, "Excuse me, are you trying to poison us?" She reacts with surprise, then a tiny smug smile. The other woman at the game table quickly leaves. The woman in the cap moves one char to her left, picks up the other marker in her left hand, and quickly plays out the rest of the game with a series of quick alternating strokes. (At this point in the dream a clever james bond would have said, "Who won?" and she would have had a snappy comeback before the action ensued, but nevertheless) the action ensues, she starts blowing a lot of thin needles through what looks like a plastic drinking straw. I yell shit, she's got darts, too! and start using other old people as human shields for me and the girl, but she gets me in the left forearm and then shoots me all over and i pass out. i wake up on the wide edge of a high-rise apt/office building/hotel thing, and are other people maybe, I know they are about to lock the doors and I want to escape but the girl i'm with seems to have given up, she doesn't try. Frantically I check all the doors but they're being locked as I approach them by some very dorky looking manager guy in glasses.
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