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I was with my husband and son near an apartment that used to be my aunt's. One moment later I saw a pistol that made a spark so I hold up in the sky and it shoot. I feared my husband would get angry so i started to explaining but there was no time because we noted an helicopter making noise and flying really low and close to a building and than exploded leaving a big fire explosion and after that a lot of other helicopters come in the sky bombing so we started to run and we found a shelter where there was a lot of food and a very cleaned cuisine in order and a nice lady seeming the owner smiled at us meaning you are wellcome. THan the sky got quiet and we went out.

I was in band with my friends laughing and talking, when this girl from the percussion section says to gather around for the drawing. When we gathered around she pulled out a name and it was my name, my friends cheered for me and pushed my on stage. Just as I was about to except the prize everything went dark and next thing I know the girl percussionist is drowning with one of the saddest looks on her face I had ever seen. Then suddenly everyone started dying... one by one... slowly... differently. It was so graphic it actually scared me to death. When about 12 of us were left these two guys came out laughing and saying how fun it was killing my friends. They killed the others and right as they were about to finish me off I woke up.

I was in band with my friends laughing and talking, when this girl from the percussion section says to gather around for the drawing. When we gathered around she pulled out a name and it was mine, my friends cheered for me and pushed my on stage. Just as I was about to except the prize everything went dark and next thing I know the girl percussionist is drowning with one of the saddest looks on her face I had ever seen. Then suddenly everyone started dying... one by one... slowly... differently. It was so graphic it actually scared me to death. When about 12 of us were left these two guys came out laughing and saying how fun it was killing my friends. They killed the others and right as they were about to finish me off I woke up.

I had a family and it was the zombie apocalypse. We are on the run for a while and have a magic wand that helps put a spell on us and the house that protects us from the zombies. When we are living in what sort of looks like my house, we find a boy about my age and take him in. Him and I are sleeping on the couch when he wakes up and has a panic attack and wants to commit suicide. I calm him down and him and I are good friends and we flirt a lot. We end up really liking each other. the magic wand stop working for a while and we get scared.

I was in the attic of an old house, I squeezed through a tiny window in to dirty muddy area where there was this small room where I started putting on all this crazy makeup with white powder and I started altering my appearance changing the size of my nose and mouth and then I tried to go back through the window to get back out but my size had altered and could barely get my head and shoulder through it and the more I struggled the more the room started to collapse and there was loads of spiders and cobwebs falling from the ceiling they were everywhere i was terrified all I could do was try to go the other way,I managed to get out into this really posh garden where I could see people inside the house but the house was mostly glass and there seemed to be no way in and I think I knew the people inside I think one of them was my mam and i think they were shouting at me to come back in but I couldn't hear them and for some reason I lost my temper and threw some garden chairs into a fancy pond and then began running away from the house and down this really long road. I came to a little village and bumped into this really camp guy who seemed quite friendly and he started showing me around and was saying that loads of gay people lived around here and I spotted a guy in leather hat and pants staring at me and the camp one was saying 'its not that I don't like the gays it's just sometimes they're a bit full on' he then took me to his house but we didn't go in, we went up some stairs that were on the side of the house that lead up to the roof. As we got to the top he said 'and these are my friends' and I can't remember exactly what they all looked like I think there were four of them, i know i thought they all looked crazy one of them had a bald head with just a bit of hair on the very top with a ribbon in it and a long flowery dress and she kept saying 'can you see the angels? Look can you see the angels?' And as I looked up I could see what looked like a some sort of robotic kite in the shape of a person and I said 'oh yeah I can see them' but then the more I looked into the sky the clouds turned into people and I really could see them and I felt as though they were trying to help us all somehow, I could've watched them for hours. The next thing i remember I was in this office with a cassette player and headphones and there was a man sitting on the couch with a pen and paper asking me to tell him what I saw with those people he then put the headphones in my ears and I could hear what sounded like binaural beats vibrating in my ear and then I woke up but I felt as though I'd had this dream before.

I am in a group of people on some sort of mission. We seem to have conquered our enemies in the immediate environment, when someone decides to investigate a building. A fight a man with a sword, but he appears friendly and convinces us that we don't have to fight. Some say he cannot be trusted however. We decided to use his help to investigate the rest of the house. A portly comrade, a black guy, and I investigate the house with him. The black guy appears to be meddlesome, and I tell him to wait outside using some physical force to push him back in the process with a stick against his chest. The new acquaintance appears harmless, and I leave the rest of the investigation to the portly fellow and the acquaintance. Standing outside, I see the man who first attacked me with a sword coming out of the building with the face of the portly fellow pasted on his face. Everyone is enraged at the treachery and they take the man for judgment. They later inform me that he was beheaded and that the black guy was exiled for insubordination I felt pitty for the black guy because he appeared very distressed about the death of his portly comrade.

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