Dream...

I just woke from the most disturbing adventure dream. It was harry potter-esque and a bit chow-yun-fattish, but with elements of horror not seen in either.

Im the dream, I was a younger self, teenage or so, and I was running away from some great evil man. All his henchmen were my school pals, but as I ran from him, public opinion began to fall in his favor and soon I was beset upon on all sides by hardworking joe average.

I had two mentors helping me, along with my family. One of the mentors was Phil Rose, the other, I forget who that was, but it seems to me it was someone I knew. Mike and Katy and Mom helped me out as much as they could, but people were dying all around me. Some of them, I had to kill. I killed my own mom with flung chopsticks. I flew a large passenger jet.