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It was night time I was staying at a school. I smoked weed with a group of older people in the football field. There was a shed in the back of the school with fireworks in a barrel next to it. I hid some fireworks in the shed while smoking a cigarette. The sun starts rising and I see a man pretending to dress as a firefighter. He starts pouring gasoline out of a gas tank all across the backside of the school. And lights it on fire. The fore was put out and the man was arrested. Later on after it's already turned day I meet two children at the front of the school. Little girl named Abigail with brown curly hair and big brown eyes and a round face. They were playing on a catapult. I smoke a cigarette and leave the school

Left work and the operatung room and hopped a train and solved wheel of fortune type puzzles. Then got on a plane and met my sister in Norway on a snow ski with a red dress on and aliens in the place we were staying. We went to a big nice house with stone and glass and concrete. Then a girl was complaining how she had a worse house. I left after my sister and the aliens gave me a pink balloon to squeeze to talk to them. I kept squeezing it on the plane ride home and the one I was talking to got mad. I train rode through the puzzles and house again. Then I woke up in bed next to my husband and the aliens had turned me into a monkey until I could learn to grow up and listen to them.

The first part of my dream went like this. I was a sheriff's deputy driving on a dirt road when suddenly I stopped at a train yard, just outside the main entrance of it which was closed off by a wire gate. To my right were three sandstone pillars with small squares set into them. When I looked at them four chuckles appeared inside the circles as if some invisible hand was drawing them. Out of nowhere a car I recognized but couldn't remember where it was from blasted through the gate and hit a red train car from the side. I don't know why but I got this extremely hostile feeling and I drove up and rammed the other car from behind, trapping the driver there. A few moments of us playing reverse tug of war and suddenly the train car tips over and completely crushes the other car, a pool of blood appearing beneath the driver side. There was a small window near the top of the train car where many people's hands were trying to reach out. Their hands were gray and dirty in color. The very next thing I remember was now I was a German Shepherd with an injured front leg. The only reason I know that is because as the German Shepard half of my experience was in third person and the other half was first person. My experience as a cop was all first person. Anyway, three really dirty, gray skinned men show up. Im still in the train yard, just inside of some sort of two story warehouse. The outside was made out of some rusting sheet metal while the inside rooms and floors were made out of what looked like fresh plywood. The three men are pushing and shoving their way up some stairs frantically, and I follow them with my injured leg. They mention something about staying in the light or "they'll" get you, so I decided to take that advice to heart even though they weren't even talking to me. There were small lit candles just up the stairs that surprisingly illuminated about a meter's worth of space very brightly. The three men disappeared or simply went out of sight while I went towards the candles. By now I'm in one corner of the warehouse. To my right I'm looking inwards towards an empty room with a candle that's illuminating it entirely and I suddenly feel freezing cold. I bolt into that room as fast as I can and huddle into a corner. Just as I turn back around I see a long, scrawny hand and arm laying just outside my room, followed by a huge, dense cloud of fog. I'm in a third person view right now, and can see hundreds of similar hands, each with long needle like claws protruding from the finger tips. I start panicking and then I wake up.

My cousin lived out in the middle of nowhere and we were watching her house. She had her spare key put away in this thing you turn and it pops up at the top. We got her spare key to get into the house and someone saw us. I told the person with me in the dream that we needed to put the key in a new location so they couldn’t get it. They came in while we were in there and started to have a party. I had to kick them out and tell them it wasn’t a party barge, it was a home and people lived there. I locked the screen door but it barely locked and could easily be broken into. The door had part of it missing and didn’t have the whole side with the door handle. My son was staying the night with his aunt and I needed to pack his clothes.

My dream was about some sort of plague or apocalpyse that had changed society as we know it. I can remember 4 parts of the dream 1. My group is staying in an abandoned house. I have a small backpack of stuff, and I'm packing it up while talking with other people in my group 2. My group is at a large cave. I see a little kid try to commit suicide by drinking detergent. This is the second time he's tried to do this. I stop him before he swallows more than a mouthful. I go out of the cave and see the group's doctor sitting at a white folding table. She is talking to a girl about how just because there's a lot of sickness doesn't mean she can give out free tissues. I ask the doctor whether I need to do anything else for the boy, and she says no. 3. I'm at a sandstone river gorge on the banks of a river that rushes over big rocks. I am talking with my little sister on the phone, and she says that her group cannot find much water and is rationing what they have and going thirsty. 4. I am in a car with my sister, who has joined my group. We are on a steep mountain road in the dark - maybe the Sawteeth at Yellowstone. A group of motor cycles pass by - only one motorcycle has working lights. I say that in the darkness, a motorcycle could be mistaken for a monster and shot.

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