I wish that I could put a point by point plot to what this dream seemed like to me. Unfortunately, I have only been able to recall bits of it throughout the day; though every new bit, I am that much more disturbed.

It was a metropolis...big, and crowded. But the images were almost like an over-exposed photograph, not unlike the lighting in Minority Report or in A.I. I seemed to have been running from people who were trying to kill me or the person I seemed to be fleeing with (though I could not see who it was). Spy gadgets were used...pellets from an umbrella, squirting liquid from some other device. Everyone around us were possibly the ones trying to kill us. We were dodging different death traps, when we fell into an alley.

It gets fuzzy here...but I can see images of torture, the extreme and quick close up of a man with a long metal rod being pushed through his face and skull. A truly horrendous image in my mind.

There has been nothing as of late to spur on a dream of this sort. I have no idea where this came from.