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A Dream?

We’re all standing on an incredibly tall pyramid, alittle more then half way up the side; and at the base of the pyramid, well I’m not sure what those things are at the bottom. Whatever they are though they cannot be allowed to reach the top. That’s where we come in, about thirty of us all standing in a very organized formation. We are all wearing similar dark colored vests that drape down to our knees and we are all carrying large white metal bows with some of the most violent looking arrows I’ve ever seen. The arrows have three wide prongs at the top and the head is connected to the rest of the arrow with a strong spring. The purpose of the spring is to make some unseen part of the arrow explode upon contact with our targets. I have little time to look around though because whatever is at the base of the pyramid is beginning to charge up the side. As they come closer I’m able to get a better look at them…

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