The Stabbing of Ben Afleck!

(For the record, I can't stand Ben Affleck but for some reason he plays the part of my best friend in this dream.)

Ben Affleck and I have been friends for years! What have I done? It was just a simple argument in the back of a hardware store but now I have stabbed my best friend! As I turned back to tend to his dead body laying on the floor I realize that it is gone! All that remains is a pool of blood! Oh! This is like one of those scenes where he is going to reappear behind me with the knife! So I turn around quickly but instead I see some guy stuffing Ben's body into one of the safes that the store sells! What is he doing? So I approach him and he says "walk away unless you want everyone to know what you have done!" Well, I can't let him take my friends body but maybe it is best to play cool and then follow him. So I agree and walk off to wait. Sure enough he puts the safe on a cart and takes it to the front to buy it. As I am following him through the parking lot, though, I am shocked to hear pounding and yelling coming from the safe! Ben is alive! I run to my truck and head him off at the parking lot entrance. "Um, hi.. remember me? I was just..uh... wondering if you needed any help getting rid of the body?" Of course this was all part of my plan to get Ben back. He says "no thank you" and so I say "ok." At this point I realize that I have driven in front of him in the exit line. So I anticipate his right turn hoping that he will follow. Of course he goes left. So I wait until he is over the hill and then I quickly pull a u-turn into oncoming traffic barely missing a motorcycle and a red sports car. As I get to the top of the hill I see the mystery man making a right turn on a side road. Can I get there in time to se his next turn? Is it too late to save Ben?!?

For the Lost fans out there...

Sayid and I were trapped. The “Others” were closing in and we had nowhere to go… except the big hill. After a quick glance at each other we both threw ourselves over the hill. Tumbling down the hill gave us a speed advantage over our advancing enemies. When we both came to a stop and regained our balance we realized we were staring at a new city neither of us had seen before. Were we still on *our* island? Where did a skyrise with tall buildings come from? On the outskirts of this city was a line made of volcanic ash. Just on the other side of that line were a host of people waving us in enthusiastically. “What!?” I asked, “there are *other* others?!?” At that moment Ben screamed out “No!!! Dunn, Farad! You don’t want to do this! *We’re* the good guys!” Somehow, we weren’t so sure.