Chapter Five- A Dream With a Possible Meaning

Everything was black and white. I was looking down upon the people as if watching a movie. I had no control of the situation in front of me. For all I knew, it was a movie.
A tall, lanky man with a worn-out black suit on, held a needle out in front of himself. Beside him, was a man strapped down to a chair. He was struggling to escape, and his mouth was taped shut. The lanky man trudged towards him and then whispered into his ear with a dry, raspy voice,
"This one..... this one will work. If not, you have been of great service. If it does..... your life will change. You will be a more important person in the world." The man in the chair jerked violently as the needle came closer, and closer towards his arm, and then eventually, in his arm. Then it stopped. He looked still. He looked dead. The lanky man picked up a pad of paper and flipped to a blank page, where he began writing notes. The lanky man, who seemed to be some sort of corrupt scientist, started putting tubes into the dead man. He put different fluids and liquids into the man. He started cutting the man. He started rubbing some sort fungus onto the man. The scientist pressed a button that made the chair and the dead man move towards a furnace. The scientist kept staring. Once the dead man got into the furnace, the scientist didn't even flinch. All he did, was write more notes. He then said aloud,
"Ice next." The scientist quickly walked over to the button he had pressed, and punched in the number fifty-six into a dial pad. On the opposite side of where the furnace was, another man strapped down to a chair came into the room. The scientist trudged towards the man, and whispered into his ear,
"This one..... this one will work. If not, you have been of great service. If it does..... your life will change. You will be a more important person in the world."
I got a closer look at the man strapped down to the chair, and panicked in my own nightmare. It was my brother. My already-dead brother.
I then awoke with my heart pumping like never before. I immediately looked at the clock. 5:23. I shivered at the thought of my brother, and the true reason why he was dead. The big secret of my life. The reason why I was never satisfied with my life. With my job.