I had a dream that me and James and a group of other LGBTQ people went into a homophobic gated community to battle the bigots who were armed with semi-automatic rifles and murdering gay people.
The dream started out with all of us sitting in small clusters of three or four people on the sides of a long white classroom where the armed bigots were attacking. We wanted to hide but we had nothing to cover us. There were no desks to hide under so we just sat and cowered in silence. Everyone was getting shot one by one by three smiling attackers in trenchcoats, fedoras, and sunglasses.
Me and two other people watched and listened in fear and suspense as each gunshot went off and killed another member of our group, and the attackers moved closer and closer to us. Once we were their new targets they were sadistically thrilled and immediately started shooting. I remember bullets flying in our direction and then the dream phased to the next scene.
James and I were in a large moving truck parked on the side of a road in the bigots' special gated community and the same three atrackers from before started shooting at us. James brought out an assault rifle and started strategically shooting at them from inside of the truck while I went outside and dodged bullets to go help our comrades who were injured down the road.
One of them was a gay man who got run over by one of the bigot's cars. His skull was completely flattened but he was still alive somehow, and I helped him onto the gurney so the paramedics could take him to the hospital. It was a disturbing and grueling feeling, and I couldn't imagine the kind of pain he must have been in.
Shortly afterwards I was in a parking lot with a few other LGBTQ members who were protesting. I watched another woman looking up at a billboard with a picture of a courageous looking black lesbian as she sang in protest. The words I remember are "I would rather be like her."
Me and James woke up in our moving truck the next day, which ended up being our RV, and I wanted to start driving because I had a feeling the bigots were going to show up any minute and start shooting at us and I felt like they might have actually succeeded in killing us that time if they got to us. I was having trouble starting the RV and I felt panicked.
I think I ended up starting it after several tries and driving down the road, and we were talking about how we should use the RV to run over the bigots so we could take them out more easily (dream logic). I don't remember what happened after that but I woke up shortly afterwards.
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