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My dream looped so the same scene played over and over. I had went down a friend’s house, they’d invite me in, and then we’d end up going outside through the back door where they had some sort of outside circus, but no circus tent. As I walked around I came across a smaller tent but it was full of my friends, around 5 people, who were surgeons. They were cleaning medical tools as if they were preparing for surgery. I left shortly after that and came across some giraffes. 2 adults and a baby giraffe. They were standing side by side with the baby in the middle, but I went up and pet the baby giraffe and it seemed to love the attention. After that my dream would replay from the beginning where I arrive at my friend’s house.

What is the meaning of the following dream? Dream. Saturday night. 15 July 2023. I dream we live in the Eastern Cape and are in White River for three months. Dean and I went back to our house in the Eastern Cape alone to get something. Took a short cut with lots of mountain passes and turns and only drove 12 hours to our house. Arriving at the house everything was closed and well from the outside, when I walked into the house I saw that the house had been broken into and almost everything was stolen except a double bed, fridge and some linen. The house is familiar and I dream in detail what the house looks like inside and the empty cupboards. At a glance it looks like my old house in Pretoria. While in the house I hear something in the house and investigate and see that it is Rudie Nagel who is fixing the door lock on the back door with a screwdriver. I say, thank you very much and can he sleep in the house to take care of the house. He says yes and we look for linen for the bed for him. It is evening and I am getting ready to drive back when Xavier Simango from Mozambique arrives with 2 other Mozambicans. He says he lives temporarily in South Africa and has heard that the house has been broken into and he is coming to help because the crooks are coming back at 10:00 PM and he will help Rudie. I decide to stay until 10H00 pm because I feel he has something to do with the break-in and don't trust him. At 10H00pm another missionary named Phillip arrived there with a piece of glass and spanners. I ask what is he doing there? He says he's coming to fix the window that broke when Xavier broke in. I grasped with both my hands and looked at Xavier who was getting angry. Rudie says I shouldn't drive now, but Esther lets me know I'm driving back tomorrow morning because I have to look after the house with him so that one can keep watch while the other sleeps. Then the dream was over.

I was coming back from church,there was an armed robbery attack ahead,at first dy where just stealing from people,so I reached one compound,one girl was going to church I begged her to keep my phone in their house for me,when she was about leaving again,I begged her to get the phone again let me go with it that nothing will happen,on her way going she was shot,I ran into their house not knowing that the house is the main target,I was trying to find my way into a room,unfortunately one of the robbers was trying to gain access to the same room through the back door,him and his colleagues started shooting me I ran outside looking for where to hide,I entered one compound and met some boys maybe cult boys,they started shooting back at the robbers while me I ran into the church,after the whole incident I came back and met the girl she was saying I caused it that I should have allowed her to go after keeping the phone,that she doesn't know if she will survive the shot in her stomach,so I was looking for a bikeman to take her to hospital before I know some up

I walk from the upper floor, where the higher years mingle, down to the 2 1/2 floor. I look into glass walled study rooms. A girl I am interested in is there. She comes out and greets me with an uncharacteristcally friendly hug. She looks excited and relieved about something. She leads me towards the stairs that lead out of the building to a beautiful sunset over neatly kept lawns. Before we can decend she is urged by someone on her research team that something needs to finalize some details before submitting. She obliges and implores me to go ahead and she will catch up. I kiss the top right corner of her face and she rushes off with her team. I turn back the way I came to the open stairs that are white, unsupported, and look like they were built to replicate orbital paths. The roof makes the building look spherical. I walk downward and see some friends. I greet them without stopping. Something is on my mind. I have some objective, but I don't know what it is. The whole building shakes and the other stairs fall. People disappear without a trace. I notice a man wearing a dark pink or extremely faded red sweater with the hood up. He seems to be bald. He has a brown and round goatee. He is standing on a scaffolding a floor above me and about 10-20 meters ahead of me. He is armed with a rifle he needs two hands to fire. He sees me and lifts the gun against his should and fast walks towards an exit that leads outside of the building. I wake up in an apartment room. The walls begin at my hips. Beneath the wall there is just a railing like on a flimsy deck. I can see the floor below me. It's a hotel lobby. It's dirty and the lights make everything a shade of piss yellow. The door has a lock, and an opaque window that takes up most of the top center. There is a second opaque window that is as tall as the door on the same side as the lock on the door. Someone in the lobby came and asked about me. I lay down and pretend to be asleep since they could see me if I was standing. The man at the desk points to my room. The man asking about me is dressed in all black and is wearing a comically large brimmed hat with a red feather. He pulls a 2 meter long weapon from his suit case and aims it towards where he thinks I am sleeping and fires. It's less than a few inches from my head. The whole pours out light, white debris, and doves mixed in with both. I roll frantically, open my door and run as fast as I can away from the lobby. I exit the back door and see a bowling alley. People are bowling and buying booze. I am a little flabberghasted because just the night before it was a theatre. I remember following a young woman in a purple dress outside. She was crying, her boyfriend commanded her into the car. It was an expensive looking car. Her hair was done up in a nice looking bun. She saw me come to her rescue and she smiled and wiped her tears away and got into the car. Regardless of last night it was currently a bowling alley. The person behind the bar was an old friend. He offered me a beer. I drank a couple sips and thanked him before running out the far door and seeing my world. I was 20 years in the past outside of a thrift store wearing a varsity jacket and remembering when this thrift store used to be a bowling alley when I was a kid.

I dreamt about two guys in my house that were supposed to be my Dad and my Brother. However the guy did not look like my father and I don’t realy have a brother in real life. They got into an argument and then the brother started testing the father’s patience. The brother looked at us and took a knife and started cutting his face by slicing the skin off from the sides. He kept saying “You think I can’t do this huh?” Then he pulled the layer of skin off his face, bleeding everywhere . He was trying to imitate another serial we encountered, to prove something to the father. From my side view I could see messages pop up of some woman sending laughing emojis mocking his appearance. I got afraid so when they were distracted (talking about the bite of 87) I jumped out the back door and over the fence to escape with some money, but by then the police already arrived. I don’t know who called the police.

I was in a zombie apocalypse. I lived on an island. I lived in a couple different small remote houses and we would let the zombie parades go by our house. We would wait for every zombie on the island to go by our house for the day. It was like a scheduled event. My brother and his wife (who is pregnant in real life) were gorilla wranglers. One day, I drove from one end of the island to the other to see my parents. While I was staying at their house (the house I live in real life at 22 years old), a couple zombies started banging on the front door. We ran inside while my father went to dispose of them. I realized there were 2 more at the back door. My mother went out back to handle them. She stabbed the first one in the brain and proceeded to do the same with the second. Only it just dropped the second one for a minute. The second zombie appeared to be just slightly fazed by it. Watching from the inside, I saw a third zombie attack my mother from behind while she was wondering how this second zombie could still be "alive." I ran outside to help but it was too late and the third zombie was eating my mother's brains. I killed it. The second zombie was still alive so I tried stabbing it in the head but when I did, it's skull was filled water and was translucent. She just looked up at me and laughed. I felt cheated and that it was not worth caring about because it's impossible to kill this zombie.

At a light. 1 car in front of us. light with railroad track. one train went in front of us on the driver side straight. our light stayed red. not understanding why we couldn't go straight. then looked further ahead and saw another train going to the right in a turn position. (other side of the light.) staright train stopped. 1 more right in front. we were in between 2 tracks. front one had train go by. everyone's car shook but ours. all trains stopped and we went home. dropped off megan. then dropped me off. walked in the house from back door. walked up the porch and in kitchen door. then i went into living room to set down mail. walked back into kitchen to get coffee. then i hear the back door handle jiggle. i turn around and a man walked in. hoping no one was home, we stood there and looked at me. then looked into the family room then back at me and stared at me. then i woke up?!

Scene 1: at a light. 1 car in front of us. light with railroad track. one train went in front of us on the driver side straight. our light stayed red. not understanding why we couldn't go straight. then looked further ahead and saw another train going to the right in a turn position. (other side of the light.) staright train stopped. 1 more right in front. we were in between 2 tracks. front one had train go by. everyone's car shook but ours. all trains stopped and we went home. dropped off megan. then dropped me off. scene 2: walked in the house from back door. walked up the porch and in kitchen door. then i went into living room to set down mail. walked back into kitchen to get coffee.then i hear the back door handle jiggle. i turn around and a man walked in. hoping no one was home, we stood there and looked at me. then looked into the famiily room then back at me and astared at me. then i woke up?! man description: black, 5'6-5'9 weight:average male weight. not slim, not heavy. short black hair. small circle messy hair. blue jean colored blue jacket with zipper. zipped up just passed half way. black beanie. with jacket hood half pulled over. N-95 white face mask. dark colored shirt. (black or dark blue) man let me see memory from like 20 min ago. was being told he had to do it. wanted a reason to not do it when he walked into my kitchen.

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