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I in a area with 5 train tracks and I see a train coming on the farthest track to the right and I cant get passed it then I see a train coming on the track to the left of me as the trains are passing on both sides I see a train coming on the track that I'm on I think that if I lay down To dream that you are moving down, suggests that you have made a wrong decision or headed toward the wrong direction in life. "Going down" may also sexual connotation and be a metaphor for oral sex. between the tracks I'll be ok so I lay down between the tracks and as the train approaches I wake up

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Je suis dans une maison. C’est celle de Marie-Pierre mais dans mon rêve, c’est la maison nous nous habitons avec maman et les autres. Nous sommes assis par terre devant le canapé avec Alois, peut être aussi Oriane qui n’est pas loin. Parc contre c’est le salon de Teverga. Je crois que nous ne sommes pas d’accord sur le film que nous désirons voir toute les deux avec Alois. Oriane ne prend pas partie il me semble (si elle est là) elle fait autre chose . Sensation d’énervement, de fatigue, de lourdeur lié à la paresse d’être resté longtemps à ne rien faire il me semble. Ce que reproche Pascal qui arrive, il est énervé, il faut mettre la table, faire à manger.. Je me lève, je ne suis pas fière de notre état de léthargie, je m’aperçois qu’il n’y a presque aucun meuble, le salon est grand, blanc, il me semble qu’il y a des bâches en plastiques transparent tendues sur le mur du fond, derrière le canapé de Teverga, (sur lequel je suis endormie dans la réalité) ce lieu me fais penser a chez tatie Mylene, un grand espace blanc peu meublé et pas décoré. Je me dirige dans la cuisine pour aider, faire quelque chose, en tournant dans un couloir (vide encore) d’un vert étrange, un peu écaillé, unvert Smaragdin,qui est lié à la maison de Marie-Pierre, en fait je pense que le vert de mon rêve est une version plus claire de la moquette en plastique qui recouvre le sol du salon de cette maison, et qui d’ailleur a été en parti abîmé par le feu d’une cheminé. (dans mon rêve, le revêtement du mur était aussi endommagé). J’arrive à la cuisine, (c’est la cuisine de Marie-Pierre) il me semble qu’il y a moins de meubles à mesure que j’avance dans mon rêve- dans la cuisine Pascal est énervé, je m’empresse de mettre la table, avec un sourire affable mais faible,(ici, je ressens un sentiment de honte vague quant à mon comportement, le même que je ressens quand Sylvie me reproche une chose et qu’elle a raison) je vais chercher les couverts (fourchette et couteau) au fond d’une armoire de basse qualité, avec des portes en verres, en fait qui est celle du salon de Teverga où l’on range les verres mais en plus vétuste. Dès que j’ai la tête dans l’armoire je sens une grimace me tordre le visage, je veux pleurer mais aucune larme ne vient. Première pensé : « tu ne vas pas pleurer, tu t’étais dit que tu ne pleurerait plus maintenant »

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I start my short story in a giant dining hall. There are countless tables with many people sitting at each table. Just like in real life I sit at a table by myself. Everyone is eating, and there is a endless supply of food. There was no sound, no one was talking, and nobody looked all that happy. In fact I don't remember seeing anyone’s face just a vast amount of figures. Food of every type was being served. I sit looking at the food that is served to me, and I try to eat it. Even thou many of these foods are my favorite, I can't quite enjoy any of it. Even thou the food looked very appealing to me, for some reason I get no enjoyment from eating it. The waiter came by many times to ask me why I don't like the food, and begin to offer me any type of food I would like. After trying to bring me dozens of dishes, he gets quite angry with me for not eating it. I begin to look around, and wonder why the other people here could be eating so much of this food. My mind and eyes wonder the room looking for anyone else not eating. The whole place is made of stone, and isn't lightened up very well. But I spot a Chinese lady walking away, and I decide to follow her. I follow her down long hallways that seem to take forever, with many twists and turns, until she reaches a curtain. She draws back the curtain and starts down a long stairway, and I follow her. It's kind of hard to keep up. But after many more twists and turns, we end up in a dark cavern. There it is so very dark. But I can see her looking for someone. I could not understand her, but I gathered that she was looking for her husband. I saw what looked like little people running each and every way with long hair that dragged the floor. Then she saw her husband, and called for him. I was curious and started to advance ahead of her to reach him. I wanted to know where we were exactly. To my shock green vapors started emitting from him. Almost like he was burning, and quickly he reveals himself to me. It was a Demon... He was laughing, but you could see that he was very angry at me. The lady tried to embrace him; she could not see what I was seeing. She saw her husband. I cautioned her to stay away from him. Each time he moved further away from me, and motioned for her to follow him. He kept leading us deeper into what looked like a deeper cave. I decided that he was trying to lead us to a place that I knew we should not go. Somehow, and I don't remember how, I noticed a tiny hole. I somehow was able to get the lady to come with me. It took quite some time to reach the end. We climbed out onto what looked like a rocky beach. There where giant boulders there, nothing was flat, not easily walked. I had lost track of the woman at this time. It was very dark outside as well, but there was a small light that I could see by. I looked to my left, and there was the big stone building we had been in. There were no windows, no light coming from it at all. It was tall, and ran for what looked like an eternity, at the end I could see a red glow, you could barely see it. And a few things that looked like towers. Suddenly I could hear a man calling me, I turned and it was the woman’s husband. I started to walk towards him, and I could hear the lady scream in joy to see him. But just like the last time, as I got closer he revealed his true self to me. He was horrid looking, almost insect reptilian like, but with human features. He kept saying things to lure us back into the building. I tried so many times to keep the lady from getting too close. It was at this time I turned and looked to my right. All I could see is a dark ocean of blackness. And past that was nothing, no light, no land, no birds. There was no green grass anywhere. Nothing, there was endless nothingness. Like Night without Stars. This is really when I realized where I was. I was standing at the castle, just before the gates of hell. I woke up from the dream, I was very frightened. I went to the kitchen got a glass of water, as I was extremely thirsty. When I layed back down to go to sleep, I was right back there, just as if I had never woken. I tried many more attempt to lead the lady from the demon. I woke up again before I could realize if I had saved her from following the Demon to hell.

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