I find myself walking toward a park holding a folding table in my right hand while concealing a revolver in my left hand. As I reach a hill overlooking the park I set up the table and attempt to load the revolver with a bullet. However, loading the gun is harder than i thought and I dont believe I ever manage it. I pretend to fire the gun into the park when I become aware of a block of flats behind me. As i look up there is around four or five people looking down at me. I decide to fold up my table and walk quickly into the park.

As i walk i am extremely self conscious of the revolver in my left hand which can be easily seen by passers by. It is only a matter of time before someone notices it. I hear someone shout “he’s got a gun.” It is a boy of around eight or nine. He runs off into the distance. I continue walking and notice i am now being accompanied by my father.

I now realise that it is likely the police will be looking for me, so as i walk I throw the gun into a bush. However for some reason i do not do the same with the bullet - instead I place it into a used condom and put it in my pocket. A little later I am confronted by a Turkish undercover policeman who pretends to be my friend. He asks me if there is anything i should have got rid of earlier. I pause for a moment as I am unsure if he is going to help me get rid of the bullet or if he is trying to trick me. I reach into my pocket and hand him the condom. He smiles and says “I cannot believe you fell for that one.” I watch him pour out the cum soaked bullet into his hand as the dream fades…

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