another bizarre non-lucid, with some remembered as follows:

I'm kind of a Buzz Lightyear cowboy type, facing aliens in a futuristic midwest. I fail against an alien commander because head/body shots don't work on him. I go back to the shooting range after escaping with the intent to become stronger and search him out to kill him. At the range I practice headshots, and have very vew misses, and on one of the sessions it's like a Guess Who? game board, with tons of heads, and some are supposed to be innocent and some guilty. My intent is accuracy and I shoot each one through the center of the forehead within the 8 second time constraint. Someone makes a comment or something about how I shot the good guys and I just grunt, kind of lazily commenting that its just some damn cardboard.