Daze.

I had an incredibly horrible nightmare last night.

I dreamt that I got an Uzi and was shooting everyone I see. Then when the clip ran out I got a Glock. I shot more people. That wasn't the worst part.

I aimed, and I shot at my dog. And even though it was a dream I could feel the recoil on the handgun, I could feel the blood splat on my leg.

And then I crouched down and I was screaming with tears like a madman.

When I woke up I went to look for my dog. He's still alive.

I guess the plan to see what happened at The Sorrow if I killed everyone I see backfired on me psychologically.

Maybe games shouldn't be made so real after all. I'm fine with my enemies just falling and blinking and disappearing.

I'm creeped out. Bye.