The dream started with me, being someone else. I was a man apparently, in his 20's, sitting on a ratted blanket in a corner of a street in old China, while people were selling food and other things around me.
There I was, against the wall, for some reason down on my luck and depressed. Someone comes up to me in an expensive black suit which stuck out from all the other people in the market. They acknowledged me and asked if I was available. I said I was. They asked me to kill someone for a lot of money. Suddenly, I turn into Jeremy Irons. I'm now standing up, looking at this Chinese business man, and writing down a number on a piece of paper. I write down $2500 for the kill, $1000 bonus afterwards. I'm paranoid that the business man will laugh and walk off, or worse, kill me. He takes the piece of paper and says he'll be in touch.
Its the next day. I'm the young man again in his 20's. I'm sleeping against the wall again, nothing to lose. I am awoken by a little old woman with black hair and huge eyes. She knocks me with her cane on the head. I wake up and ask what she wants. She goes "Would you be willing to kill someone else for me as well?"
I wake up panicked, and she's gone. I realize it was just a dream. (within the dream I am currently having). I then see a limo pull up and a man comes out, throws down the hugest briefcase I've ever seen. They drive off.
I open it, and inside is layers of metal shelves, each holding huge packets of money. All I can think of, is how am I going to get this back to the United States.
I start carrying it around town, and go through this dark walkway of tents. A small Chinese man bumps into me and asks me to follow him. He's bald, with no hair, looking like a monk out of Tibet. He takes me to a temple while I'm dragging this briefcase. He points to a statue. Apparently, I'm there to do whatever magic I'm capable of, to make it move, or come alive. And I have no idea how to do it.
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