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I am in a battle with a bunch of Nazis. The Nazis are armed with longbows and are shooting at us. I take shelter behind a thin piece of wood, and realize my arse is sticking out. I quickly get my butt out of the way, knowing the Nazis hadn't taken advantage of the clear shot out of a sense of chivalry. Nazis don't shoot women.
A break is called in the battle, and I shimmy my way beneath a picnic table. This is much better cover. As everyone gets into better positions, a group of Zulu warriors in colourful regalia give everyone sips of water from cocoanut shells.
The next thing I know, I'm in a large movie house, watching the arrow battle on the big screen. How about that? I'd just been in a movie, and didn't even know it. And this is when Heinrich Himmler marches down the centre aisle, asking for all the Jews in the house to raise their hands. "Don't do it!" I scream. "He's a Nazi!"
But all the Jews stand up and walk in silence behind Himmler to the exit. Then I wake up.
A break is called in the battle, and I shimmy my way beneath a picnic table. This is much better cover. As everyone gets into better positions, a group of Zulu warriors in colourful regalia give everyone sips of water from cocoanut shells.
The next thing I know, I'm in a large movie house, watching the arrow battle on the big screen. How about that? I'd just been in a movie, and didn't even know it. And this is when Heinrich Himmler marches down the centre aisle, asking for all the Jews in the house to raise their hands. "Don't do it!" I scream. "He's a Nazi!"
But all the Jews stand up and walk in silence behind Himmler to the exit. Then I wake up.
