One day you will realize that you are wrong...

I dreamt that a guy with whom I had been briefly involved and whom I hadn't seen in quite a while suddenly appeared and asked me if I wanted to go for a walk. It was night time and we walked along a lighted brick pathway not far from where I lived. I didn't think he had any agenda, but after a while he made it clear that he had something to tell me.

He brought me to a street vendor who knew what he wanted to tell me. She produced a sheet of paper describing what it was he had wanted to tell me. He didn't say anything to me and gestured for me to read the sheet of paper. I was confused, and only skimmed the piece of paper. From the sheet of paper I found out that he had been out of town a lot, but hadn't been on vacation or business trips like I thought he had been. He had been going to Vietnam and working for the French intelligence, sort of like the equivalent of the CIA. And he had been there around the times there were terrorist attacks on Vietnamese citizens. (This is an anachronism - though the dream took place in the present day, the reference to French presence in Vietnam clearly related to the 40s in Vietnam when the French was trying to maintain Vietnam as a colony.)

Even though it had not been explicitly stated, it was clear that my erstwhile romantic interest had been engaging in terrorist attacks responsible for killing hundreds of Vietnamese. It didn't make any sense because he wasn't even French, but amidst my confusion it was perfectly clear to me I didn't want to see him again, ever.

We didn't say anything to each other as I walked away angrily. He was following me at a distance from the other side of the street as I was walking toward my apartment. I was trembling with anger. I didn't entertain any thoughts as to him changing or wondering why he worked for the French intelligence in Vietnam. I didn't feel any sadness that I wouldn't see him anymore. It was as though I never had any feelings for him; he was just a monster to me.

I wanted to be away from him and have nothing further to do with him. He was still following me, so finally I turned to him and yelled "One day you will realize that you are wrong to kill my people!"

Then I turned my back to him and ran into the subway to lose him.