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I'm walking in to a corner store and when I go to get something from the back I notice the place is being robbed. When I try to get low, something falls and the robber notices me in the back of the store. He tells me to come to the front and when I do what he says, he demands a gold watch that I'am wearing. When I tell him that I will not give it to him, he shoots me 5 times and runs out of the store. I crawl to a gas station where people are pumping gas and I'm constantly screaming for help but no one notices me. When I get close enough for them to notice that I'am hurt, they start laughing and pointing at me. That is when I wake up.

Im walking in the streets of manhattan, narrating about how unsafe this place is and how you have to be tough and quick to survive. Im being followed by a man who has a huge nose, full of pimples and depressions and its split into two- right down the centre. He is constantly saying 'ask me anything? Ask me for help!' I reach this central round area, loads of people are there and street performers and 5 star hotels. The 2 nosed man stands next to a violin player (who looks like snape) still muttering the same thing. I try to walk past him but they both block my way and the 2 Nosed Man holds my shoulders and is yelling at my face 'ASK ME FOR MY HELP!' I pry myself free and run but my legs arent moving fast enough its like im trying to run in jelly! Suddenly i have a burst of energy and I run up to a hotel and beg the guard to save me. They come down and grab the 2 Nosed man wrestle him away from me but he fights with all his strength - manic look on his grotesque face, screaming the same thing over and over 'ASK ME FOR MY HELP'

Famous bossy cranky woman teaching a group of women furniture restoration. I am sanding a white dresser that turns into a nightstand. One dark haired woman is constantly complaining and demanding attention. We are all working in a crowded unfinished room. There is a messy bathroom with pink insulation material and a small green towel floating in the toilet. I am using a small electriccircluar round sander. others are using sandpaper. there is a lot of talking around me

Dream kept repeating in certain parts. I was constantly back at the house. Different things happened every time I was at the house. Entered via bathroom (peach with darker door but not too dark). There was just a toilet in the room and I think a window to the right of me. Hole in the door. Dog in other room would see me and put his nose through the hole and sniff. I'd dread opening the door to the dog, but I'd do it and calm it down by stroking it. It was silky smooth. The last time I visited the house, the dog saw me through the hole and as I expected, went to put his nose in the hole and sniff, but he burst down the door instead and ended up right in front of me. This room was grey. Grey walls with photo frames (gold maybe) and grey floorboards. They all looked cracked and the wallpaper looked worn and cracked. There was no furniture in the room, though I think there might have been one set of drawers that were black in a vintage style but very worn and old. On the bottom far left was a door frame without a door. I never went through this door, but I did look out of it. There was a landing which led round to a flight of stairs going down. This landing and the stairs were also grey and worn exactly like the room I was in. Back near to the left of the bathroom there was another room. This door frame actually had a door, which was always open a few inches and looked like there was light shining into the room. I was always too scared to enter that room or to leave the grey room at all. Every time I ended up at this house the dog was a different colour. Once it was black with white spots. Another time, white, golden and black with black spots and smaller ears/nose. Another time it was white with long brown floppy ears. But I knew it was always the same dog. I know it was a male dog. He was always very on edge and almost hyper flighty. Only I could calm him down by stroking him. But he was always scared in some way and really jumpy. And so was I. I was scared of a man, incase he came to the room. I was scared he'd be in this house, but never knew if he was or not. One time, I was riding a bike that was too big. The handle bars were way too high and when I was pedalling my knees were coming up to my cheeks. I was cycling around Manchester early on a morning. People were going to work on the trams (which looked more square and red) and there were buskers dotted along the tram lines. One man made a couple of quid in less than a minute. He also looked poor but he was good at busking. I was cycling along these tramlines and near Arndale then suddenly I was riding down a hill in Easington Colliery and ended up in the bathroom of this house again. One time, people were in the house, 2 girls and a boy walking down the stairs away from me and I had a guitar and threw it to them. They were then gone.

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