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I was sitting in a stone cylinder, with a vat of acid sludge, or some sort of biological weapon above me. I was wearing a white jumpsuit with gold down the sides, and I had obviously just fought my way in. I was just waiting for the vat to be poured on me, and I wanted it to, but I knew thy were going to stop it, even as it started to be poured. I could see it tipping and wondered where the "guns" were to stop it. Finally the vat stopped and was put back, and I stood to wait for my release, thinking that it was great for them to stop it, but horrible for me because I wanted to die. I went to a training center where I was fighting really hard (killing people), and then went into the hallway. In the hallway, scissors used for torture fell down the stairs. A man came out and grabbed them, looked at me then ran away, saying "It wouldn't happen again." I was back home, and I came up the stairs, where I guess I was staying with some friends, or distant family. My friend Trevor was there, and I flirted with him a lot, even though he was in some sort of relationship. There was a little kid, about 8, sitting at the table and a woman was sitting near him (Trevor's partner) quizzing him on something. I told them that there was no point in quizzing him because it was a nice day and why on Earth would you need to know capitals? I It was Christmas morning so there were presents to be opened. Before that though, breakfast was still needed. A man with a goatee came down the stairs on crutches, and Trevor's partner told him that he needed to eat something because he hadn't eaten anything. I asked him if he wanted something, assuming he would say no like he had to everyone else, but he said that he wanted some good eggs. Trevor complained that I was already in charge, so I responded with the fact that I'm awesome. There was already coffee brewing, so I grabbed some and another mug for the man on crutches. The whole dream, I felt loathing for myself and slight happiness when with Trevor. I was extremely capable, and very dangerous. I don't know if I was on the good side or the bad, but that I was hoping to die.

I am standing in my house my boyfriend is on my bed asleep. I step out of my bedroom and into the hallway. A closet door straight ahead of me opens slowly by itself. I become afraid and turn to wake my boyfriend . Before I can he suddenly begins to be drug by his left foot off my bed. He is being drug closer to me. He can't yell because he's being choked. His face is dark red and I begin screaming and crying. I say in the name of Jesus Christ Satan flee. And he is released. I then awake

Ii get captured and i get thrown into this gladiator type arena where me and a few people i know all have to fight to the death until its the last man standing. the first dream i went through the entire thing and survived, the second time i took a more stealthy strategy and survived, now this time i got all the way up to the point where i got released for the fight and i woke up, i was confused on what strategy to use before the fight so i kind of went in there blind this time... what does this dream mean?

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