Last night I started reading this manga called Akira (really good by the way), which contributed to the dream I had last night involving me and some random guys from the manga fighting in a gang war on my elementary school campus using ballpoint pens as weapons. Except instead of stabbing people with the pens, we were trying to shoot the ink inside the pens at each other across 5-10 feet distances. And then we were interrupted by an alarm sounding the impending attack of a nuclear missile on the campus, prompting the other guys to run off to a nearby skyscraper while I tried to escape by flying up into the sky. And then I woke up.