I believe the dream I had last night had me as a ship wrecked survivor of a cruise ship called the SS Lulsla.
Sailing on a shattered piece of wreckage from the last night's previous and very deadly storm, I sailed onto the tropical island nearby.
Little did I know, rescue came WAY early.. however they were packin... and they weren't too happy to see me.
I was taken by two mercenaries, I couldn't get a good look at their faces, cause they were covered n' all, but they had full combat gear and some FN-Scars with ACog Scopes.
Deciding to follow their commands i was taken to the Mercs, now dubbed Scorpio's island stronghold. Which in itself was suprisingly very high tech.
The Scorpio troopers, code named Flea and Drake, sealed me inside a containment cell. Where i slowly lived out my days.
At least until the explosion. When the explosion happened all power went off, and since the cell wall was electricity I managed to escape. With guards running too and fro, it was difficult to maintain stealth, because they were being concentrated in the cell block.
then the rest of the dream is a blank