((Wow, it's been a long time since I've last posted, but I've been busy and my sleep schedule's changed so drastically I've been too tired to post whenever I wasn't doing anything.I had a dream with Crystal in it though, and a moment of peace, so here it is.))

I'm in the room of what appears to be either an antique store or a large house, standing by a king sized bed with feather pillows and a feather quilt. I can see a large wooden wardrobe off in the distance. Crystal is standing by the bed as well, and we're both looking down at the body of an old English lady that she had killed, who had dyed red hair. She picks the corpse up off of the bed, and sets it down into the wheelchair, with me helping to guide the body in, but it slides/slumps down. She picks it up again and we reposition it, and as she's doing so, I look at her and think about how strong she must be to pick up that much dead weight so easily and be able to move it around without any problem. I also notice the shirt she's wearing, a sleeveless shirt that's black on the back and is covered in rectangular patches of red, white, black, and blue on the front. As we finish positioning the body to sit upright in the chair, so it won't be s obvious it's actually a corpse, I wake up.

Clarity: 4 / 5    Lucidity: 0 / 5

Tags: assassin, body, brema, corpse, crystal, death, family, house, mercenary, murder, wheelchair