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I was walking home down a road by myself where no one seemed to be around the road seemed to be familiar and another person was in my dream it was a friend of mine who was a girl and I am a boy. I wasn't with her but I was talking on the phone with her having a normal conversation. In the dream I didn't know if she was coming for me or not but she appeared to be on the same type of road and she said to me hold on Angelo I think I found something she then pulled over and picked up a bottle and went back in the car and started to drive then she repeatedly said this is the road to Nina, this is the road to Nina. Confused I hung up the phone and when I had hung up I had saw a person in the distance and them I woke up

Dream story : I dreamed about all the lights on in my house and thought no one will break in. I also was in my mother's house who is deceased but she was alive in my dream. Somehow me and some friends went to dinner and was going somewhere and we were looking for my mother. A friend arrived in a hearse driven by the husband of the funeral home director. One of my coworkers got out of the hearse and I got in and started calling my mother on her cell phone but it went to voice mail. The driver of the hearse said we have to go and I kept trying to find my mother. I must have gotten out of the hearse and was talking with my co worker.

I woke up in a dark gloomy setting. I felt very isolated, detached from this world and as if I had no physical body. In the distance I saw three tall mountains with dark luminous clouds hovering overhead. There was a terrible storm, with hurricane winds. Flashes of lightning blinded me. The sky was also purple and everything else was some shade of purple. I was hanging onto something for dear life, my grip was loosening when I felt an eerie presence and suddenly heard an ominous voice that made my soul tremble, "You have not seen the wrath of God." And with that my grip loosened and I fell into an endless abyss.

The dream did not begin with the promise of horror; I was in a college auditorium surrounded by a few fellow students and we were preparing to watch a documentary by the gentleman on stage. Initially, the general conception among the crowd was that he was depressed and that the documentary he had to show us would be about his depression; this was not the case. When the film began to play, we quickly learned that it was filmed by his father. “Dad, come here there’s something you need to see!” But it’s dark, what is there to possibly see in the dark? Suddenly, I no longer feel as though I’m sitting down watching this scenario play out on film; I am the father, following my son around with this video camera gearing to see whatever he has planned for me. I step into the light and it is here where my dream becomes a nightmare. All around are bodies that have been destroyed; from the few I dare to look at I can see a girl with no eyes and a gashed leg and a myriad of dead men. The horror does not stop here, in the dream my son takes me from room to room showing me more dead bodies; he has killed them all for me. Then I am surrounded by more darkness, but this is a good darkness. It is the darkness of my room and my nightmare was over.

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