i had a dream last night in which i was a fugitive running for my life through a sprawling metropolis that seemed like a blend of Chicago, Vancouver, Hong Kong, and Las Vegas. i ran, leapt, slid through, over, under highways, train tracks, bridges, and everything in between while trying to escape.

then, as i was hanging over a highway for some inadequately explained reason, a man with a gun showed up and shot me. then he shot me again as i fell.