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I am only about 10 years old and am trapped in a big white mansion that has bars on the door and is in a giant field next to a lake. The mansion is an orphanage but I am the only kid there. I am really scared because someone is trying to find me to kill me but I don't know who. I finally escape the mansion through a tiny window and start to run away. Someone is following me but I know that if I get to the town on the other side of the lake I will be safe and something good is waiting for me there. I begin to run around the lake along the side of it but the person is gaining on my and the town is not getting any closer. I am really scared and keep running but just as the person gets near me to kill me and before I get to the town I wake up.

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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