I dreamed I was fighting a few people across many different landscapes and places using nothing but very rough looking, modified chef knives... I was rather out-skilled to say it lightly and I was getting cut all over the place as I fought and ran, fought and ran repeatedly. I would throw others in the way which they did quick work of so I realized that wasn't a solution. I was loosing the battles each and every time but luckily I woke up before I reached my limits. Interesting dream!
