I had been carrying around a check Ian wrote me a while back - it was for $120 - but he hadn't filled the check out completely - I had to write in the rest of my name in the "To:" field - and sign his name - accidentally signing on the memo line I had to do it twice. In dream he was alive - Oddly I was aware of his suicide in waking life, but not fully aware that this was a dream... though I had worried about the act taking place - we hadn't been in contact.
I picked up an annoying lurker of a friend K, he had a pet scorpion and had all the confidence in the world it would never sting him... this things was huge and rock-like muscular looking.... I thought him to be a complete idiot. Sure enough, soon after we had boarded a train he was trying to show off and the thing stung him in the face. - he dropped it in a glass a soda and as he held his face he opened the door of the train and dumped it out once the train stopped moving.
Army troops were on board and I expected them to help but they fled. Medics came and held him down as the reaction to the sting was growing worse - body swollen, uncontrolled muscle movements. - They ended up mummifying him in some type of mummy suit - and later when removed - it was now a girl that had been in the stung - and she was producing a liquid from her vagina that could soothe the reaction when collected and rubbed on the skin - the medics didn't buy it but supplied the girl with cotton swabs to collect and distribute where she saw fit.
Flash to the military guys who had fled, they had ran to the edge of a cliff where a superior had been - this leader in uniform was a traitor - and they all watched while a missile was shot right though his body from a capital building across the way.
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