Halfway Through the Dream, I Stopped

He called for my help and hurried I came I helped as needed, it was a piece of cake Then at the side of my eye I saw the hidden knife by His acting was so good, I was an easy game I thought of so many solutions To this horrific revelation I thought of using some gas on him I thought of locking the door behind him No knife on my back, so the dream was due for cancellation I am proud of my subconscious Pulling out in the middle of the heat was very courageous No screams without sound in my dream No running without speed in my dream And my back was still smooth, good morning precious