“WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON!” Dana said yelling

“I don’t know” I said

“Who are the ones shooting at us?” Dana asked

“The pigs…” Jenny said and Dana and I were in shock…

“You speak?” Dana ask

“They were coming here to take and fuck all the dancer” Jenny said looking serious looking for something on her bag without looking at us… she was not scared

“How-how you know that Jen…”

“Are you familiar with the term ‘uh huh her’? “ she asked

“The street gang killing the pigs?” Dana asked

“Yes…. Well does 3 woman… are the top guns” Then she takes out a small gun from her bad, get up and out of the table and star shooting at the persons… pigs in front. All I hear is screams and gunshots I want to do something… but I don’t know if I should get out of this table… I feel shots hitting the table and I have never been so afraid in my whole life

“FUCK, FUCK, FUCK we are going to die SHANE!”

I didn’t know what to do… I was having an anxiety attack… it’s been long since I’d have one… fuck…. I breath and breath trying to come down but the gun shots are all I hear and it keeps getting lauder and lauder and I can’t take it… I can’t breath and then I see a hand touching the table and…. And…. I hear someone calling me over and over and over….

“Shane… Shane!”

“FUCK!” I wake up pulling my self up… I was sweating… fuck… I see Dana looking at me… I’m in my bed… fuck…I was asleep…shit… It was all a dream… “Fuck Dana… I had a fucked up dream…” I smile “Jenny talked and all” But Dana didn’t smile…

“It wasn’t a dream Shane…” Dana looks at me worried, frustrated and confused “You passed out while the were shooting at each other… when it was over I grabbed you and ran home” Then I see her… really see her… she was sweating and her hair was all messed up… it wasn’t a dream… it wasn’t.

“Johnny is dead…”