just woke up from a really fuckd up realistic as hell dream, it was really real and scary, feels like it actually happened.
I got hired at the last minute to go into this deep water submarine with 3 other people including a guy I used to know from when I worked for the state. I haven't seen him in years but I still remember what he looked like, and in my dream he looked the same. He always used to say "heyyy buuuuuudddyyyyyy..." it was an inside joke from something funny that happened while we were working one night, anyway. I'm on this deep sea submarine with these guys and something goes really wrong. Something gets damaged. The other guys are trying to fix it when he pulls me aside and tells me he was on a mission to kill everyone aboard but when I was brought on at the last minute he decided against it and said that if I would keep it quiet for awhile, he would tell everyone eventually so I kept my mouth shut. But he had still sabotaged the sub so we were dead in the water for awhile. I remember several times where I noticed him doing stuff while we were just sitting around waiting for ground control to get back to us about the damage and he was hiding weapons when he thought I wasn't looking. I went looking for them and came back to find him staring at me suspiciously and asked what I was doing, I said nothing. I knew at this point he still wanted to kill us all, and I felt absolutely terrified like I was going to die. so I jumped on him and we had a really brutal, painful fight, he stabbed me many times and gouged one of my eyes pretty bad until I got him on his back. He started laughing really hard and said "heeyyyy buuuuuddddyyyyyy" like he used to, it sent chills up my back and I realized he was just a complete psycho. I held him at scissor-point so I could get ground control on the line but he attacked again and was laughing when I jammed the scissors through his throat. The company who owned the sub came down to rescue me because the other guys told them what happened while we were fighting. But they didn't know he planned to kill us all because I never said anything about it, so I was thrown in a third world country prison because apparently the company who owned the sub was based in the middle east. They said they thought ("knew") I had murdered him in cold blood, but I was in so much pain from the fight I just couldn't explain what had happened very well. After waking up I can still feel faint phantom-pain deep cuts on my skin where he stabbed me.