Agent Nun

Last night I dreamed I was some sort of secret agent nun sent to bust a corupt missionary priest that was having his way with the ladies of his church. He prefered the young ones that were coming to learn English.

I tried to get him to stop, but he kicked me out of the missionary. So I went to the nearby village. It started to rain and I ran across one of the other nuns of the missionary crying. I tried to comfort her and was telling her to just let it all out. But after a few seconds she shoved me away and went back to the missonary. I could tell by the way she ( and the other nuns earlier) was acting that the priest had had his way with her too.

So I go and sit down under a public shelter area and watch some of the locals fight over a toilet. I think beucase it was a flushing one and we were in a third world country. They were all women, so I didn't have to leave the area or anything.

I noticed a really pretty garden behind the shelter I was in and it'd stopped raining, so I wanted to go walk in the garden. There was a long wired walkway that lead to it. On my way to the entrance to the walkway, I passed another Westerner. He was a scientist there to study the locat insects, especlly a ruby wasp that lived in that area.

On my way through the walkway toward the garden I ran across a large spider web. The spides all built strange webs in this area, they were more like cilinders on their sides than the flat webs we have. Like a type of sheet spider.

I was looking for a stick to knock the web down with, when a blond girl came up carrying a stick and knocking the webs down. But she knocked one down behind me as I turned around and that spider landed on my leg. I just brushed it off and took the girl with a grain of salt. (I was as nice as a nun in my dream) That last spider that I was looking to knock down, was a special one that the scienist boy took interest in when the blond girl called him over. Another dark haired girl (which turned out to be Piper from Charmed) also followed beucase she thought the guy was cute.

The garden was prettier than imagined with strange plants I'd never seen before. Night had fallen though and things were getting dark. For some reason conversaton had turned to the missionary and it turns out besides having his way with young women, the priest is a gunrunner too. That explained why everyone was too scared to do anything. About that time a truck drove by and being it's a third world country, we all knew it had to be the men that worked for the priest. We ducked into the shadows, but the truck came back and shined lights on us. I had ducked into some bushes and the truck opened fire on my three new friends. Piper had yelled for them to stay down, but the guy didn't listen. The other girl tried to listen, but got hit on her way back down.

The men got out and looked at the three laying there, but they didn't know where I was. I felt guilty too becuase I knew it was me they were looking for. Piper wasn't hurt at all, but she knew enough to keep her head down and play dead. They kicked her and she didn't move, so they went on thinking they'd done their job. I guess they didnt' really care if they finished them off or not, there was no local law.

After the men left, I came out of hidding and informed them all I was trained as a nurse and can bandage the wounds and help the guy. He'd been hit the worse. The blond girl just had a couple of wounds, a hole in her leg and a flesh wound on her arm. The guy got hit in the torso area a couple of times. It wasn't so bad I couldn't help him out.

That's about where the dream ended. But I woke up wishing I could be more like I was in the dream. She never lost her temper, even when aruging with the priest. She never lost sight of God or her faith. She was nice to everyone, no matter what. And of course she believed in the power of prayer. The last thing she said to the priest was that she'd pray for him.