Heh, maybe I should take this chance to talk about my craziest dream ever. I was in a bar, when some guy came up behind me and shot me. I died. Then the dream started over. This time, I had a chance to turn around and see the guy before it happened. I tried to run, but I got shot again and died. This happened several more times, and each time I was able to better plan out what to do, because I knew what was gonna happen. Finally, I managed to duck, get out of the way, and run up the stars to the second floor, where I climbed out a windows and ran down the street. When I escaped the bar, the dream ended. It was very oddly like being in a video game, and I've never had a dream like that before.
Then there was that dream wherein I was in the Matrix, trying to infiltrate a military installation with my partner, when we were attacked by two agents. I shot the first agent, but the second one killed my partner. I managed to grab a wrench, and I killed the second agent by bashing him in the head with it. I called the Operator and told him I needed an exit because the mission had been botched. He said there was a payphone nearby. I got to it, it started ringing, and when I answered it, I woke up.
I dunno, just for some reason, I just keep having dreams that make me question the nature of reality.