Had a dream we were all in a survival situation. I was to sleep on a schoolbus stripped of seats and with homemade canvas cots so close together that I didn't see how anyone could get up to pee in the dark.
Then we were buzzed by a Russian Bomber. It was like a Soviet copy of the B52 but bigger, with more engines, if you can believe that. Like they took a Badge, a Bear, and a B52 and combined the 3 into one airplane. Huge. With nuclear scramjets for propulsion.
So at least I knew why we were huddling in a bus for shelter. Prolly no place else.
All I was armed with was a .45. That was it in the bus.
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