I’m basically James Bond
October 30th, 2008 by Jenny Crimp
My family, Kris, and probably Alex and Rebecca managed to get tickets to the 2010 winter olympics in Vancouver. We are in an indoor arena that looks remarkably like Sylvester Middle School’s gym. There is no real seating because the bleachers are all folded up, and we must back up against the wall so as not to get hit by the athletes warming up. We are going to watch several events at once, which probably includes figure skating ,curling, and basketball. The whole thing is very disorganized, just asking for disaster.
I decide to go get some snacks from a vendor, and when I go to pay, I realize that I only have Canadian currency- but wait, that’s actually good because we’re in Canada! The change I get though, is not Canadian, it is in my own currency, (I am from a tiny remote country in Asia that no one knows about.) To give me five dollars in change, the vendor ripped off a quarter of a twenty dollar bill, which is totally legit.
As I make my way back to my family I realize that I’ve been discovered, since I’m a spy and no one is supposed to know where I am from. I am supposed to be keeping an eye on the assassins stationed throughout the arena, but the vendor has just given me away.
Now the high speed foot chase begins, at least ten armed assailants come out of the crowd after me, and I must run away because for some reason I’m completely unarmed. I manage to lose most of them in the crowd, and knock one or two unconscious with a karate kick to the head, and when another comes after me with an iron pipe in the parking garage I manage to steal it from him and run away (I didn’t feel like really injuring him, I suppose). I throw the pipe out the window as I climb out and up the fire escape. There is only one attacker left, the boss, and I know he’s not far behind.
My head is spinning from the never-ending chase and attacks, I just want to go home to my family. I duck in and out of rooms in the hotel attached to the parking garage, until finally I lose the boss and find my husband and two year old son in one of the rooms. My son thinks of me as “daddy” and my husband as “mommy”, because, even though we’re both secret agents, my husband is much more maternal than I am. We are so tired, so we all change into pajamas and climb into bed. It’s so nice to fall asleep with my family, but of course I sense the enemy approaching, and must leap out of bed before he finds us, and lure him back to the parking garage for the final battle. We begin a violent fight that I know could go on forever, because neither of us will ever run out of energy because I’m really just asleep.
This dream was posted by Jenny Crimp on Thursday, October 30th, 2008 at 8:59 pm. You can leave a response, but pinging is currently not allowed.
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