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Kinda Like a Hero

Maybe this dream I can blame on pizza, I don't know...

I was Terry Fox, or someone very close to him, a body guard or helper of some sort. Maybe I was a gunslinger. We were going across canada and stopped in a small town and camped in the fields on the outskirts. The town had a big monster that was a building that was ok most of the time, but was only supposed to come on at night. For some reason it was coming out at night and people were scared and didn't know what to do.

There was a meeting and some people played cards (or drew cards) for the right to choose what to do about this problem. I had two aces, and when a lady came by to see how I was doing I told her this, and she said "no, you have three" and slipped me another ace. I hid the ace in my sleeve and displayed it when asked. When I said something like "I get to choose because I had the highest hand" someone else snorted like they knew that I had cheated.

I don't know what I choose to do. The last part of the dream was me going into the bathroom of my parents house which was at the same time a bedroom (even though there was a bathtub in there) and the field that we used to camp out, and finding a mother wolf and a couple of older cubs there. Now these were scary, and I closed the door right quick and hid in the room next to it. I actually went in the bathroom with the wolves in it a couple of times by accident, not being able to remember which door it was or something.