Its power was incredible. It doesn't fire bullets, rather, it fires some sort of signal. The signal was, when I die, the ammo in front of me will fire straight to them. And it's no just some ammo, it was high powered ammo.
Okay, I may alter this dream a bit but I think those guys were the big fish and I was the last man standing in my army. I was the last hope, the hero to have these guys killed. Okay, that's it. Heh!
There were seven of them. Each of them has been locked except for one. When the left most guy was about to be locked, they discovered me. I don't know how but they just did.
I ran and boy, they are sprinters! They caught me up in no time.
We were in some open field with veggies on it. The cornered me. I turned around, dropped the gun, knelt, put my hands at the back of my head, and closed my eyes. I was prepared to die.
Two of them came near me. I slightly opened my eyes but can't see their faces because of the scorching sun. They mumbled things and laughed. They had high powered ammos, too. Those two killed me by putting bullet holes in my left and right chest.
Alas, my ammos took off! Six of them died except for one.
Apple Jean discovered that I died. The survivor of the seven was hiding somewhere in the veggies dressed like a civilian and was recording everything he saw.
I was a ghost already.
This part is somehow tricky.
Rommel Pareja was also there bringing with him a laptop. Apple Jean's friend saw the necklace with a pendant "A" and gave it to her; she smiled. She murmured to her friend that the guy back there was the one who killed me.
I'm guessing that Rommel can see me. I think we chatted. I think he's a ghost, too. 'Coz when Apple Jean sat to where Rommel was sitting, Rommel was possessed by Apple.
I cried. I told her that I love her and cried. And she said, "Never give up!"
I woke up with tears in my eyes.
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