Tales from the sun chaser.

I only remember being at some inner city in the 70s. It was like the end of a blaxpoitation movie. We were trying to take back the streets for the community and push the drug dealers out. There was this one building that they normally occupied that we claimed stake in when they weren't around and we waited for them to show up.

As soon as they were in sight, there was a huge shoot out. I took cover behind some old barrels and tried to shoot everything that was moving, but apparently I was missing. Eventually it turned to close combat with a few of the gangsters, but I was posted up from a far. Towards the end of the dream I started wondering about actually reloading my 9, cause I know I fired off a ton of rounds.