That's not as fun as my Trump dream
In mine he busted through my door like the Koolaid man, startled, I went straight for my katana, but he was faster.
He grabbed it and threw it out the window so hard is disappeared into the horizon. I looked and him and was like "WTF MAN"
He looked me in the eye and said, "What? You don't use it."
Enraged, I then made a break for my combat knife on the floor, in some last ditch attempt to defend my dignity,
but again he was too fast, he caught my hand before I could reach it, then we locked fingers.
Then I woke up