Nightmare

This is the last thing on earth i would like to dream about. No no , never in my life i would like to dream such things. That's why we called it nightmare at first place. So here it goes ,

I walked in this some kind of place, dark. totally. not the colour , the place itself, the people. there's this one guy been watching me ever since i stepped in, some kind of their ' big boss' or something and i took something on a table which i think is a bracelet that indicates what group i am in. i put it on and as i looked around, i saw punk kids, with the sharp hair, earings and all of them were like bending down and heck i didn't know what they did. i took a glance at the big boss then i quickly put the bracelet back and ran away. last thing i know, they chased after me even in the bushes and there it goes , run and hide scene. Eventually , they got me and i woke up from my dream. I don't know why they would chase. probably because they think i'm in some camouflage or something. ah , how i hate such dream !