Another Dream
A boy (14 year old?) and his dog (about a 6 month old black Labrador Retriever) were walking in the woods. The dog was happily wagging his tail and the boy was brooding about being teased and called names at school, but enjoying the company of his loving dog.
They were approached by stealthy US Military troops, knocked down, knocked out and dragged into an underground facility.
The facility commander was showing off his latest super soldier technology to a higher officer. When the dog woke up (I think they were sprayed with some kind of gas that knocked them right out.) The dog was docile, greeted soldiers by wagging his tail and did not want to be taken away from his sleeping master. The dog also wagged his tail at a smaller dog who was in the next cage to the one he was brought to. The smaller dog whined and cried and the Lab tried to make friends and acted like he wanted to lick the smaller dog’s cheekbone (is that what you’d call it? muzzle?) The Lab was then given some kind of an injection that turned him aggressive, like in a full rage. When the smaller dog was let into the same cage with the Lab, the lab attacked and killed it.
The base commander told the General (?) that it works every time. Turns peaceful animals and people into killers. Who have no memory of what they’d done when the drug wears off.
They revive the boy, drag him to a cage next to his dog, strap him into a chair and give him an injection of the same drug. Immobilized, the boy prays and asks that Saint Francis help his poor puppy dog.
The drug seems to have the same effect on the boy who strains against the straps and growls. Then they open the door between the two cages. Panting and gritting his teeth the boy says, “Oh puppy dog, what have they done to you?”
The dog runs in, looking like he’s ready to tear the boy’s throat out.
The base commander grins.
The dog stops and rubs his chin against the boy.
The base commander gasps.
The boy sees a Native American spirit walk into the cage, stares at the spectre.
The straps fall away, the boy and dog follow the Native American through the bars, through the walls and they’re gone.
The General is not impressed, “Works every time? Where the [bleep] did they go?”
The base commander shakes his head, “We’ve done this dozens of times. It worked every single time.”
“You say they will have no memory of this?”
Base commander nods. They look at monitors and see thermal images of boy and dog still in the cage.
“They better not remember anything- If you can’t get them back under your control I’m going to have to throw you to the wolves, you know that-”
Commotion and then gun shots in the hall.
Soldiers, believing they’re being attacked by an escaped killer dog, shoot at it, bullets go right through the dog and hit each other (non life threatening injuries)
Boy and dog charge through door into General and commander’s room. Dog jumps at the commander, tears his throat out and leaps at the general. Soldiers charge into room, see dying commander all bloody on the floor and try to shoot the dog, kill the general.
Boy and dog charge through walls and doors and out into the woods. They run like mad until they drop and wake up in the Native American guy’s camp.
The boy thinks he was poisoned by some bad water or something and had really nasty nightmares, is thankful his loving marshmallow of a dog kept him company.
~~~~~Jim
