I promised my s'awesome friend Ashton that I would post a new dream after I turned in my English project. Unfortunately, it's still not turned in. But it's Spring Break, so I'm going for it! So here's my dream from last night. Just to set the stage, I've never met a lot of the people in the dream. It takes place in places I've never been to and it's about spies!
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I turn around and I'm in the kitchen area of a McDonald's. It's pretty slow going and we were testing out new menu items, like buffalo wings and even burritos. I walked over to help flip the burgers as we were waiting for a shipment of pickles to come in. The manager was getting a little perturbed. Finally my friend Jarrod came with the shipment of pickles and threw them on the grill... cause obviously you're supposed to grill them. After they had grilled for a while and were like perfect, (perfect crispiness, perfect color, perfect everything,) everyone started cheering. While all of this noise was going on, the fry cook leaned over and filled me in on this guy they were watching in the restaurant. We were working for the CIA. She quickly jotted down a note on a piece of paper and slipped it into a burger she had intentionally messed up. "Oh well this doesn't look good. Guess I'll toss it out. Hey Morgan, will you take this out for me? I might eat it on break so don't squish it or anything. The mustard'll get everywhere," the fry cook called out to me. I grabbed the burger and attempted to wink, but it was an epic fail because I just can't wink. I palmed the burger in my right hand and walked out the back door to where she had told me that my ride was waiting. One of the men on my team was waiting outside and told me that the car was parked in the next parking lot over. I began to hand the burger to him but he shook his head and said that the burger wasn't meant for him. He gave me a wristwatch with a communicating device in it, and he showed me how to use it. As I walked toward the row of Mexican restaurants across the street beside the parking lot, a big burly man came running toward me. I knew that he was going to tackle me so I ran and tried to scale this wall that separated the two lots. It was much too tall, but I heard a voice coming from my watch to jump on the newspaper racks at the end of the wall. I ran to the racks with the man following close behind. I climbed up the first two and was about to leap when the man jumped up behind me. Our combined weights were just too much for the tiny metal racks and they started to collapse. At the very last second I jumped in the air and was just able to grasp the edge of the super high wall. I pulled myself up and took the car keys out of my pocket so I wouldn't have to fumble around for them when I reached my car. I was already at the end of the wall preparing to jump down when the man had pulled himself up. He had a large gash on the side of his head from falling, but it didn't seem to phase him. I jumped and rolled when I hit the ground. I pushed myself up and ran towards my shiny, awesome car. Then to my surprise a woman who had been carrying groceries from the store beside me pulled out a gun and barreled towards me! I stooped and picked up a can from the ground and futilely threw it in her direction. She dodged it easily and blocked my path to my car. We engaged momentarily in hand to hand combat. As I caught her foot that was flying towards my head, I used both hands and twisted her around and moved her out of my way. I rolled across the hood of my car but got stopped again by her. I finally managed to push her off and was on the roof of my car. I didn't have time to unlock the doors, so as I saw her pick herself up from the ground and prepare to attack me again, I used my car remote to roll back the convertible top. I pulled the heel off my shoe and removed a small hidden canister of weak Chloroform gas. I sprayed some in her direction as I fell into the car. I saw her fall unconscious to the ground, and I drove off. I drove for a couple of hours in the country until I reached HQ. They briefed me on a type of starfish I was supposed to go rescue from Hawaii. I was going to be working with my friend Crissy. But before we left, my friends Britney, Michelle, and Savanna were going to be working with me on a side case. We were dropped off at the lake and had to hike to our rendezvous location. Once we got there, we found out that our contacts were some our college friends. Elizabeth and Chase were there as well as some others. Elizabeth's parents were going to be driving us across the lake. They put all four of us in separate cars and made sure that at least one of the college students was with each of us. The drivers revved the engines and were given a push off from the shore line. We were being driven into the lake! Michelle and I exchanged worried glances at each other through the windows, but were soon relieved when we found out that we were driving on top if the water. My car was in the back and was being driven by my business tech teacher. It was hard to see because of the water being thrown up in front of us so she opened her door and leaned out just as we were taking a sharp turn to the left. Chase obviously wasn't use to this motive of transportation and looked like he was about to be sick. Thankfully we reached the other side of the lake before he had an opportunity to throw up. Once over there we had to carefully comb the shoreline in search of a key to a safe deposit box in Switzerland that had been hidden. It was very muddy and roots were constantly blocking our way. We were all very happy once the key had been found and we could return home. I, however, had to head straight to the airport to load our private jet that would take me to Hawaii. The jet had a shower, thank goodness, and a change of clothes for me. In Hawaii, Crissy and I were given instructions to carefully watch a certain man who sold these starfish in the black market. He was Australian and really creepy. We stayed at the same hotel and constantly used binoculars to scope out what he was doing. It was very hard to locate a lot of these starfish and more often than not he brought in dead ones that had washed up close to shore. We could tell that he was getting agitated. One day Crissy decided that she would try her luck at getting a live one and bringing it up to the hotel as bait. To my surprise, she actually did get a live one! As she walked to the doors of the hotel she acted like a lucky, unknowing tourist, bragging about it all the way inside. She even had a camera around her neck and a strip of sunscreen on her nose. The bait worked and the man and his goonies came after her. We tried to lock ourselves in the downstairs bathroom but I was getting closer and closer to waking up and the dream was starting to fade. We were making messy and hasty decisions. We knew something was going to go wrong. We ran inside the bathroom and couldn't even lock the door. We started to get dizzy and couldn't get our bearings. That's when I noticed the small dart sticking into the skin on the back of Crissy's neck. "Crissy, we've been drugged!" I shouted towards her as she tried to fill a bowl of water for the starfish. She rummaged through her beach bag and found two sticks that would counteract the drug's affects. We each took one and jammed it into our thighs. The drugs reminded me of the spray I had in my heels. I was glad that Crissy had gone to the beach instead of me. I still had on my nice clothes and heels. I pulled out the spray and on the count of three opened the door and sprayed it in all of their faces. The fell unconscious and we called HQ. They sent some men to pick these guys up. They hadn't ever been able to take them in before because they had never been able to catch them. They busted up the starfish ring in the black market all thanks to Agent 006! :)And then I woke up...
