I was driving a car down the road(not sure what kind but it was red if that helps
) and suddenly this smooth looking black ferrari flies out from nowhere and t-bones my car,sending me off the road into a ditch with blood everywhere.
So I am sitting there,unable to move and some EMTs load me up into a blue ambulance and rush me off.
When I arrive at the hospital I have casts on both my arms and I feel like shit.
And for whatever reason,one of the male nurses comes in my room and punches me straight in my face.
Realize it's a dream mode activate!I tear the casts off with my mind and hurl a bolt of lightning at him which splits him in half somehow just before I teleport my way into a supermarket and a woman wearing a green shirt(rather attractive too)walks over to me and says something that I really don't understand and then I hear somebody scream at me to give me all their money.
I turn around and notice a man,rather short for a man,wearing one of the cliche thief suit things with the ski mask and the black and white clothes and he's holding a very rusty knife.
I flip the bird at him and tear him to pieces with my mind.
Then the police waltz on in and point their pistols at me,speaking in a really weird language that sounds like a cross between Klingon and Italian.
So I
try to force upon them a gruesome death but they shoot me over and over and suddenly my lucid dream powers are gone and my life flashes before my eyes.
I am six years old at my old house on the hill and I am sprinting down the long road at night.
Something is following me.
Six year old me turns around and it's a clown.
(And then I wake up)
Yeah...no comment.