This is a dream I had about 3 years ago but I still remember it vividly because of how indignant I felt after I awoke.
I'm sure at one time or another you and your group of friends discussed what super ability you would each like to have, no? I feel like this is a common experience most people have had at one time or another. Well, when I imagine up an ability I usually give it some kinds of limitations. Firstly, it makes it more interesting when dreaming up stories and adventures. Secondly, it somehow makes it seem more real and possible to me.
In this case, in this dream I mean, I had teleportation but only to a location within my line of sight. Not as far-ranging as the one in Jumper . I was walking past the university's bookstore when some men in black came to capture me. They started by firing flashbangs into the air and followed with smoke grenades to cage my range. The thick smoke meant I could only teleport a few feet and soon not at all.
"Damn!," I said. Why is my subconscious so efficient and deft at screwing me over?
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