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I had a dream that i was in a Swedish airport with my dad and he suddenly had a heart attack. he told me to take all his jewellery before he died and keep it so i took out all his earrings and his necklaces and ran away and hid round the corner. when i heard someone say he had died i screamed at the air hostesses and people working there whilst holding the jewellery in my left hand but they told me that they couldnt report his death because he had brought illegal items into Sweden and they'd let him so they would get in trouble if the authorities found out

In the office with old style before renovation, Steve said stores data isn't working & I was trying to issue the serviceable tag. ARC hasn't completed and needed to be done by a girl. She had conflict with some street people so I went to check them by jumping up the really high fence holding the girl. Leo's whole family was in the house & Mike was in the other room. I was telling him off that by bullying this girl making it delay issuing ARC somehow got to do with unknown street boys or MSRs. I realised lost shoes but couldn't find it. The girl was taking shower so I got outside the house. Train pass next to the house. I was tie the party color tape purple on left foot then ready to jump down the house. The lady flying up to me & gave me a lift to building in Japan. My sister was running to the lift after one of singer. Her husband was sitting on the bench waiting for her. The lift was for authorized only then she came back & said she couldn't make it.

We were driving in his Jeep. It was dark and we were talking. We were driving down the back roads and we saw a big beautiful house, the size of a mansion to the right. The Jeep started to make a strange noise and shut off. He pulled to the side and tried calling a tow service but we had no signals. We decided to walk to the to house. The driveway was very long and he kept telling me to stay close to him. We got to the door and rang the doorbell. A lady in her 40’s answered the door. Behind her were 3 young ladies in the late 20’s early 30’s. They wore 20’s ball gown dresses. Their hair was pulled back in fancy buns and wore white gloves. He asked if we could use the phone and the older lady said yes. We followed her as the 3 ladies walked behind us. He grabbed my hand and whispered to me to stay close. We went though a few hallways and ended up in this big room. I heard a thumping noise coming from upstairs. I asked him if he heard it and he said yes. She pointed to the phone and he tried to call out. I heard them thumping noise again. And I asked the ladies what that noise was. They said it was the house. The phone was not working so he told them we would be on our way. But the older lady insisted we stay a bit longer. There was something about the way she looked that made him grab me and pull me behind him. He told them again we were going to leave and walk to the next house. The 3 younger ladies started to act weird and creepy cornering us. He yelled for me to run but I did not want to leave him. He then screamed at me to run and get out. I ran and the older lady tried to grab me. I looked back and saw them attacking him. The older lady ran after me but I got lost running through all the hallways. I needed up in a wide hallways with many doors. I heard the thumping again. It was coming from one of the rooms. I ran to the room and opened the door. A girl was in chains and gagged. I ran to her and she was telling me we have to get out of here. I heard the older lady coming down the hall. I closed the door and tried to keep her out as long as I could. I heard the other 3 coming down the hall. They pushed open the door and I fell down. They grabbed me and when I saw there faces I screamed because they were frightening. They knocked me out. When I wake up, I am wearing a ball gown and one of the younger ladies is doing my hair and makeup. I keep asking were he is and she tells me he left me there to say himself. I tell her she is lying as tears roll down my face and my heart sinks. They put me on this stage with this other girl and we just walk around being video taped. Days go by and this is all we do. As we are walking past a room I see his shoes and tell me that those are his shoes. They yell at me and say that those are someone else’s shoes but I know they are his. I tell them he is here and he never left me. I wanted to know where they were hiding him. She just laughed and threw me in the room. I screamed I am going to find him. The other girl came a hugged me but looked at me with sad eyes. She told it was going to be ok. A younger woman came in the room later that night that I have never seen before. She told me that he was still here but he was dead. I called her a liar. She told me she would show me where he was. He took me to this room that was outside. There were cement slabs as the floor. She pointed to one and I went over there and removed the slab. There was a wide tube with this watery liquid. I put my arms in it and felt his head. I went down farther and got under his arms and pulled with all my strength. His eyes were closed and he was not breathing. I lunged at her began slamming her repeatedly on the ground. I wanted to kill her. The older lady came in a pushed me to the ground. I crawled back to him and tried to wake him up. I cried and cried begging him to wake up because we had to escape. I could here both ladies laughing at me. It got louder and louder. I held you and screamed. Then I woke up screaming and started crying.

I looked out my window and suddenly i was walking down into a pasture and then i found out i was supposed to be working on a case about a cat,one particularly weird cat. I found myself at a tree where under it was an old man crying,the old man had a white long sleeved shirt on but was dirty from dirt on it and a pair of dirty old overhauls on over the shirt, he said he had an old cat named saidy ,apparently saidy had been “killed” so to speak. The old man told me that saidy was over there,and there she was laying in the pasture her body was scattered all over that particular area.The old cat was dismembered and was burnt,she looked like she had been burned and then dismembered but what bothered me was not the fact that the cat looked that way but that somebody would do something like that. The old man told me that it was a dark colored man wearing a green shirt and camouflage pants.By this disription i figured it was a african american the old man also told me he was about 6 ft probably so i’m guessing he was around his 30s,i still could not figure out what a guy like that would want with this old guy,but later on that morning i figued out the aparently i was a cat whisper? i guess,but anyhow they wanted to see if i could read the cat’s “death” i guess in other words ask the cat’s dead body how it died. So me and the old man went into the barn and he gave me her head,her head had been severely burnt and one of her eyes were missing her head was of course dismembered from her body and it was a little flakey, but never the less because she was tortured when she died her soul was still around so i asked her how she died and immediately an image of a cat popped up in my head running around in fire trying to escape and thats it i woke up!

Anyways back to the dream. It started with me walking down the stairs of the “Red Barn”. From the outside, the house looked like a barn painted red with white trim. But on the inside, it looked like a regular house with a kitchen, 4 beds, 2 baths, and a tv that has no channels but a working vcr player. I walked out the front door and out into the cold morning air and squishy mud of Hedgepath. I looked around and saw my Dads forest green Jeep Wrangler though it was far less customized than it is currently. The driver door was open and my dad was leaning inside, dressed in his camouflage he wore while hunting. To the left, My Grandpas red Toyota Tundra, with the trunk hatch and window open. And leaning inside of the truck, none other than my Grandpa, wearing his flannel long-sleeve shirt, and blue jeans with mud splotches. He was checking his rifle to see if it was loaded. He looked great, far better than the last time i saw him. Just then i heard my Dad call to me and i woke up.

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