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I was hanging out in a strange apartment with a few people who seemed to be a random assortment of folks I know. Among them were Phil from my coven, and AVR (![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
eiviiaru). Someone was playing with a handgun, and just as expected based on all those commercials and after-school specials, they accidentally shot someone with it- in this case Phil. He tried to be polite and wave off any concern, but it was a shot to the gut and he was bleeding pretty badly. I asked AVR to let me use her phone (okay, so we're in her apartment, apparently) and she does, but it won't work. Every time I tried to call 911 something different happened with the phone to prevent the call from completing. I couldn't seem to find a phone that worked, so I ran out of the apartment looking for a phone to borrow. When I ran back because I remembered that I didn't know the address of the place and I knew that was going to be needed, Phil had been moved. AVR said she moved him to another apartment, but then would not tell me where. I searched for him in that endless way searches in dreams seem to take but never could find him. I finally thought to ask AVR why she was hiding Phil away when he could possibly dying of a gunshot wound, and she explained that it was because Phil was a werewolf, and he would heal from the wound in a couple of hours on his own. If the doctors saw this, they'd realize he was a werewolf and he would get in trouble and lose his job. I seemed content to take this on faith, and felt very relieved.
eiviiaru). Someone was playing with a handgun, and just as expected based on all those commercials and after-school specials, they accidentally shot someone with it- in this case Phil. He tried to be polite and wave off any concern, but it was a shot to the gut and he was bleeding pretty badly. I asked AVR to let me use her phone (okay, so we're in her apartment, apparently) and she does, but it won't work. Every time I tried to call 911 something different happened with the phone to prevent the call from completing. I couldn't seem to find a phone that worked, so I ran out of the apartment looking for a phone to borrow. When I ran back because I remembered that I didn't know the address of the place and I knew that was going to be needed, Phil had been moved. AVR said she moved him to another apartment, but then would not tell me where. I searched for him in that endless way searches in dreams seem to take but never could find him. I finally thought to ask AVR why she was hiding Phil away when he could possibly dying of a gunshot wound, and she explained that it was because Phil was a werewolf, and he would heal from the wound in a couple of hours on his own. If the doctors saw this, they'd realize he was a werewolf and he would get in trouble and lose his job. I seemed content to take this on faith, and felt very relieved.
