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I was sneaking into Robin’s house--a large house with large windows and wood paneling--at night time, because it was pitch black outside. I had some of his old dishes that I wanted to wash and then leave at his place before anybody got home to see me; in my mind, that was really sneaky of me and would make him feel stupid, because that would be my final legacy, and he would have to carry the guilt of knowing I was there, but that he never got to see me again. Then I could hear a noise coming from the next room over, but I found out that it was his mom who had entered the house from the backdoor. She was very friendly and talking stories with me, but I told her I wanted to leave before Robin got home; her response was that he had been there all along and she took me to his room to see him. I think it was the master bedroom. Jason was there, lying in the bed with Robin. They both got up, Jason said hi to me, and I quickly turned to go. Robin got up and started chasing after me, talking the whole time; I slapped/punched him, and he asked why I did that; I told him that just because I was in his house didn’t mean I wanted to talk to him and that “I was just bringing back his shit.”

I was sneaking into Robin’s house--a large house with large windows and wood paneling--at night time, because it was pitch black outside. I had some of his old dishes that I wanted to wash and then leave at his place before anybody got home to see me; in my mind, that was really sneaky of me and would make him feel stupid, because that would be my final legacy, and he would have to carry the guilt of knowing I was there, but that he never got to see me again. Then I could hear a noise coming from the next room over, but I found out that it was his mom who had entered the house from the back door. She was very friendly and talking stories with me, but I told her I wanted to leave before Robin got home; her response was that he had been there all along and she took me to his room to see him. I think it was the master bedroom. Jason was there, lying in the bed with Robin. They both got up, Jason said hi to me, and I quickly turned to go. Robin got up and started chasing after me, talking the whole time; I slapped/punched him, and he asked why I did that; I told him that just because I was in his house didn’t mean I wanted to talk to him and that “I was just bringing back his shit.”

I was in an empty room with three stranger, two boys and one girl, one of the boy had blue hair and a cool look while the girl had twintailed curly hair and an innocent expression; we had to escape together from the mansion. we walked toward a door and found ourself on a path with beautiful trees on the sides. we used a motorcicle that was parked near us to try and escape but suddenly one of the guys remembered that he lost some money in the previous room. The blue haired boy decide to go back and search for the money of the other guy despite the dangerous situation. I decided to go back as well and tried to drive the motorcicle without success. when we got back, the girl noticed a door that we hadn't seen before so she went toward the door with the boy who lost the money to explore, leaving the searching to the blue haired boy and me. We found two pair of ten euro on the floor and I took them to give them back to the boy who lost them. I went to the other room. On the floor, covered in her blood was the twintailed girl, dead, while the boy that lost the twenty euro stood there, a knife in his hand. he looked at me, a twisted grin on his face. he grabbed my t-shirt and pushed me on the floor than he walked in the previous room and locked the door. I tried to open it without any success; the blue haired boy was in danger with that Killer. Suddenly I heard a mechanic rumor and a little girl's voice:"Where are you?" she singed. Sensing danger, I walked toward every door I found but each of them was closed. finally I found myself at the end of the corridor, there were two doors, one in front of me and one on my right:"I'm coming" the girl said. Scared I pulled the door in front of me open and found myself in a room filled with strange looking people. one woman who was seated on a trone looked at me and decided that if i could win three trials, i could continue my escape even without companion. I found myself duelling with a plastic weapon against a girl and I won. in the second trial I found myself challenging in a music contest a small child with familiar features. the child played a familiar avventurous song, he was really good at it, I had little to no chance to win. In that instant the blue haired guy and the Killer entered the room. "You!" I screamed running toward them to punch the killer. the woman on the trone made me stop with a commanding look.

Hi, I had this dream that I strongly feel holds a message, but I cannot tell what it is. I suddenly found myself by the wayside, and there were two stands where snacks were being sold. One of the traders was young and his snacks looked clean and attractive (flower-based snacks, but I cannot tell what it was). The young man was waiting for me to approach him. The other trader, a very old, untidy person, selling dirty-looking snacks just lay down by his tray, sleeping. I cannot even remember if it was a man or woman. I turned down the young trader, and walked towards the old, sleeping trader's stand. I remember judging in the dream that the old trader's snacks would be better. Although the snacks looked uninviting, he's was better, since he looked older, his snacks would bring me long life as it had brought him. I dropped the money by his side while he lay asleep, and picked up the snack, and started crunching. I turned facing the opposite end of the road, and realized there were even more clean snacks, and familiar ones, whose types I could tell. But it was too late to change my mind, since I had already started eating. While I was eating, the young trader came over to me,and asked what I had done. When I explained that I had paid for the snack even though the man was asleep, he quickly alerted me that those were not snacks I was eating for food, but medicine, giving the impression that it would cause me harm. Stunned, i stopped eating, and the young man bent me over, and with his mouth, blew air by the side of my diaphragm, just by the side of my right lungs. It was as if the medicine had created a hole by my side, and he was asking me if I was feeling cold around the area, as he kept blowing. I quickly realized in my dream that the snack had actually hurt me. The old man remained asleep and did not know what was going on. And in the panic, I woke up. What could all these possibly mean? Thanks, waiting for your reply. Unimke Ugi

Then, a bit later, my friend ,(also deceased), also came in to see what I was doing. Apparently I was up there at the copier for awhile. I had apparently missed breakfast and this friend of mine brought some muffins to eat. At that point, the copying I had to do was done, and I was gathering it all together and putting it in some sort of manageable order so I could get out before being found out. However, I also recall sitting on top of this desk and reaching into the paper bag to get a muffin. there were muffins, and long italian breads and such inside here-so more hten muffins. I also recall telling my friend that I really shouldn't eat these, as I'm not suppose to, but handed her a muffin and I think I took one out for myself, all the while we were giggling.

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