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lighting was low and I was in a war-like
situation. However, I wasn't out in the woods,
like how I usually am in my war dreams. There
were chairs... desks... and walls and a floor...
like a classroom. I fought one guy and, as he was
escaping, he threw a Chinese star. I ducked out
of the way but it sliced my right arm up pretty
badly. Before the guy disappeared, he threw
another Chinese star and I ducked again. It flew
right at me and stuck in my right leg, just above
the knee. I limped to a
place where people went to rest before fighting
again... a recovery room... there were a lot of
wounded there. I pulled the Chinese star out of
my leg and approached a doctor. He seemed really
familiar but I can't remember who it was. He was
very busy helping someone laying on a cot...
covered in blood. I didn't want to distract him
from his work so I caught his attention just long
enough to ask where I could get some rags to stop
my bleeding.
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