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I was at home, but I was scared. I was worried about being found by someone - I knew that once I was found I would be hurt in some way - I think my personality was going to be altered. People were with me - 3 others but I only remember one of them. It was a work colleague. I told her we had to get out - get away. Then we were in a car. She was driving - but I kept bossing her around, telling her how to drive, what direction to go in. Soon we were pulled over by the police. I was worried the police could not be trusted, that they would turn is in to the people I feared at home, earlier in my dream. We tried to act normal hopeful we would be able to continue on our escape. I have no idea where I was trying to get us but I knew we were going the wrong way at one stage. I was petrified and woke up

I was riding on a cargo freight train through a war-torn area, along with many others. The train was moving so slow that donkeys caring bags and suitcases could walk alongside us at matched speed. We were attacked by guerillas and those on the train with me began fighting back, shooting and pushing those attackers off that tried to jump on the train. I became overwhelmed and felt as if I didn't have the energy to keep fighting. Everything went into slow-motion, and I realized that our attackers are not carrying any weapons and are mere children (ages 10-20). In the trenches alongside the train, I see hundreds of corpses on top of corpses (as if these children were victims of a mass homicide and thrown by the train tracks). I started yelling for everyone to stop fighting these children, but they looked at me as if I were crazy, pushed me to the side, and kept battling. I jumped off the slow-moving train and saw a survivor in the trenches. Upon leaning down to help what appeared to be a severely wounded, malnourished boy of 10-13yrs, I reached to support his head and was startled at the touch of the pus and blood spilling wounds he had. As I was startled, I drew my hand back and his head fell off--only the skin had already grown over this wound, and now I had what was then a badly decomposed body in front of me. Convinced he was alive a moment before, I looked over at his head and was terrified to see that his eyes could still blink and look around--and that his mouth was still moving as if trying to moan. I tried to back up, stand up, anything to get away, but kept slipping on the other corpses. Then this boy's body attempted to stand up. I was terrified beyond belief and finally gained enough ground to stand and run. I looked back and saw his body standing, headless, and with very jerking movements, begin to walk...

A man moved in next door to my families house and began kidnapping people. I was someone he kidnapped whom he took a keen interest in. I had a room with a bed and a TV but it had bars as the door. When i was in my room he would beat the others he kidnapped right outside of my room. If i would look at him while he did this, or if i were to say anything to him he would cut the tips of my fingers off. My sister was kidnapped as well and i watched as she got beat, and i yelled at him for it. After that he cut my finger tips off and i could see the blood coming from my fingers. He would allow me to roam around outside and i had my dog with me, that was the only thing that kept me happy. My parents came to rescue me but i told them i couldn't go because then i couldn't help the others get out. Instead of taking both me and the dog home they just took the dog away from me.

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