Earlier this week, I was dreaming I was visiting Dublin, to some posh dinner, and wasn't too happy with the place, so I departed to go to friends house, pulled out a tourist map to find the route, realised it was too far, so started to walk past, and was acosted by 2 men, one who had been pretending to lift litter the other a scally.
One said i would pay for that, meaning about to be mugged, and then he attacked, but amazingly, and truely amazing to me, in my own dream, I pulled a knife and slash punched him across the face gashing open his right eye, dropped to one knee and stabbed his mucker in the upper leg.
The dream continued, now both totally incapacitaed, I felt a rush of remorse, and went over the one holding his eye, told him i was a doctor (lie, or maybe in my dream it was true) and that I'd help him, even thought he attacked, me, and to take his hands awya for his eye so I could assess things, and when he did, i plunged the knife into his other eye, and ran off.
I woke up ad wondered if I have always been a sociopath, or if it is something you develop in your dreams, truely the weirdest I have had.