I know, I know I've been playing too much, and to make matters worse, I've been sleeping with a nicotine patch which ended up making these dreams as real as waking life.

In the nightmare I had last night, I was Brimstone, not playing him, I was actually him, although I could see the ingame UI in my field of view. I was on fracture B site with my Killjoy and I remember just shitting all over the entire enemy team, dropping the death star laser on one of them, spraying through the smokes and getting some, run and gun headshot one. I was happy, but then my vision went black and everything went silent, I regained my senses to find the enemy brimstone standing approximately 20 meters from me, staring dead into my eyes, he had this apathetic, yet sinister look, I could just feel pure evil emanating from him, whoever was playing the killjoy was screaming and crying into their mic, things like "we're trapped here forever, he won't let us leave, please I just want to leave", both of us couldn't move, I had the additional restriction of not being able to utter a single word. I cannot put into words how trapped and helpless I felt in that moment, I think I could just take like 10 seconds of that before the horror of it woke me up.

In the second nightmare, I was me, but I was an agent, sadly, I was neither a radiant, nor had any enhancements/skills, just a good ol' regular human, no idea how I ended up as an agent. There was a tournament being organised in the city, a knife 1v1, but there wasn't a SINGLE rule. I found out I'm supposed to go against phoenix, so I decided to talk to him about how we'd go about it beforehand, dude straight up told me he's going to kill me, I started crying and begging to him not to, but he couldn't care less, he had this sort of sassy and carefree attitude and told me "the people need this after all they've been through", I pleaded and pleaded, and he said "okay, I will just stab you in the stomach and maybe burn you a little", I wasn't exactly happy with this, because I was scared it'll either kill me or give me a chronic problem, but it was better than what he said before so I sobbed and agreed. The next thing I remember was standing against him on the tournament platform, and again, the terror of it all woke me up. Since I was pretty sleepy at that point I couldn't shake off the thought of being stabbed in my stomach by phoenix, but then I remembered sage exists, which brought me more than enough peace to go back to sleep.

I just had to get it off my chest, thank you, and sorry for the bad English, its not my first language.