erasers and negs

i had the dream again. i'm an eraser. my job is to track and neutralize the 'negs'. these are like proto-humanoid zombies designed by 'scripts' to cull humans for some dark purpose. i have not yet in the dream been able to determine the ultimate design guiding these agents in their nefarious commissions. i have not percieved either the controlling mind behind the scripts and the negs, nor its agenda, though in each occurence of the dream i feel somehow that i am getting closer. the actions of the negs seem to be more panicked, less coherent and discrete. only i seem to be able to identify a neg. i am armed with some kind of anti-matter disrupter. i don't know how i came to possess it, nor the science behind it. it is certainly advanced technology. notwithstanding this opacity, i am an expert with it and the negs have learned to fear me. the scripts -- which seem to be of a more intelligent and malevolent order -- have begun targetting those around me in an attempt to isolate and eliminate me. this last dream i scrambled to prevent disaster but they managed to destroy my house and almost murdered my parents. i cannot explain to anyone what is happening because how could any of them believe me? so i find myself with narrow escapes based on preposterous concoctions. luckily i managed to convince my parents to spend some time up north at the cottage. this safely allowed me to engage in a full-out combat with three separate negs disguised variously as a chauffeur, my boss (who tried to seduce me into complacency. it almost worked!) and my 'best friend' F.W. I suspect they (the scripts) actually terminated these people and replaced them with 'negative replicates'; hence 'negs'. but i can't be sure. i can trust no one. i have found no allies. i don't know how long i can hold out. but what choice do i have? i am the eraser.