Council of Witches is approving an attack on something I ran.. Discussion on how that have never been allowed. Consent given in the end. 3rd party view.
Necked seen. My Nannas old house (on the outside) they were little different. Modern on the inside. The attackers announce themselves. Someone commented that he must be working alone as the Counsil of Witches would never approve an attack.
Something about living surveillance things leaving red smudges on the walls when we deployed them.
We switch to mics on the fibreglass poles which were flung into the gutter.
Something about deoying someone who would listen in on the attackers and whatever was heard would be sent directly to a screen and converted to text.
Me outside crawling. Throw one of the listening device is around the corner at the back of the house.
I hear “amateurish” and a big burly guy comes around the corner holding the listing device (we called them dogs by the way).
I grabbed him by the neck from the back. He pulled out a box cutter blade and demonstrates how (in various ways) he could cut me. I squeeze harder.
I wind up with his gun in my left hand and holding the blade between my thumb and index finger in my right.
He retreats along with the rest.
I go inside. Modern kitchen. Resembling the inside of an ex girlfriends family friends place in Perth (but not really). Something something. I say “at least we scored another gun”.
Talking to someone about how I never buy anything for price from Kathmandu.
See this jacket? $400 for the plebs. $139 for me as girlfriends friends daughter works there.
Also bought my tent at half price for $400.
Thought about my travel toiletry bag which I think I pay full price for.
In the real world I’ve recently looked at a Kathmandu catalogue.