DREAMS

[kalibex]

Going out at night to face what I thought were Nazgul, armed only with a small hatchet, sharp and easy to use but as I saw it, woefuly inadequate for the task. In fact, my parents (this all seemed to take place on the grounds of my childhood home) seemed to not understand the gravity of the situation at all, a situation which alarmed and disgusted me. I was surely going to get murderated, and they didn't seem to 'get' it.

But when I got outside, turned out that the people outside not only weren't Nazgul, but apparently weren't even antagonists at all...