Dream on 7/17/10

This was a crazy one. Dakota Fanning and I were fighting goblins in a very World of Warcraft-esque manner. I had an axe and was landing critical hits left and right, it was way sweet other than the fact that I fucking love goblins. We finished the all off and then we were going to go with the white cycling dude to go expose some politician or something or do a news report I think. Either way, we took a car down to the river near the overpass in Richmond to meet this middle-aged black dude. We were talking about stuff when all of a sudden a tornado formed out of the sky and began funneling down towards the water maybe 200 feet from us. We all started freaking out so we got in the cars. Dakota and the cycling dude got in the black guy's car, and the black guy and I got in Dakota's van, but neither of us had the keys for either car. We were all freaking out for a sec. Then I looked at the shoreline and I saw a little monster. "Is that a Tyranid?" I asked. No one answered. "IS THAT A TYRANID?" I asked again louder. I knew it was though. It was a Ripper, but for some reason I kept saying Genestealer, maybe because those are the creepiest. I found the keys next to me and started the car. The black guy came up to the front seat to drive so that I could look out the window at what was going on. I couldn't see Dakota, but the cyclist was riding his bike in front of a HUGE swarm of Hormagaunts, Termagaunts, and Rippers. They took the front wheel of his bike and I thought he was a gonner, but all of a sudden he and Dakota jumped forward and landed on the back of our van, holding fast to the doors and crouching on the back bumber. We hauled ass into the city. Turns out the Tyranids got there before us though. Everyone knew about them and they had been stealing animals' skins to look like our house pets. Grandma made me take out the bunnies we had and kill them, then I went back in and looked at my kitten. He was fine but he had a HUGE caterpillar stuck to his head so I pulled it off. That's when I woke up.