Dream Entry One -
I woke up as a feared assassin, part of a family of killers led by my wife. I knew it wasn’t my body, but I tried to play it off. It followed that classic trope: I was actually weak, but everyone thought I was incredibly strong. Things carried on like that until one day, after training my son and sharing a bonding moment with him, I left on a mission.
Anyway, during this mission, I was ambushed by a vigilante known as the Bunny Hunter. He wore dark green cargo pants, no shirt, had slicked-back hair that reached his shoulders, and a disturbing black bunny mask. I fought himand I won. But as I was walking away, everything suddenly went black.