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After a long journey I'm driving along a deserted street. On a boulevard in the distance I see four of my staff in boxes about the size of mailboxes. I get closer to see. They are locked in. They are standing in these boxes with hands tied. They see my and start begging to be let out. I'm very hesitant because I'm afraid of what they'll do when let out. I cautiously approach. Circle the boxes, talking to them to understand what they'll do if they're let out. I start unlocking the boxes. The last box is a Spanish man who has a temper. As soon as I let him loose he comes after me. He chases me. I immediately run for my car thinking this is my only chance. As I'm running I'm planning in my head how I can get into the car and lock it fast enough so that he can't get me. Now he has a knife. He's screaming. He's wild with rage. I'm out running him, but barely. I get to the car first, but my actions are very slow to close the door and lock it. No matter how I try I can't seem to move quickly. My fingers are on the lock but . My mind is racing, but my body is very slow. I don't get the car door closed in time. He wedges his arm in to force the door open. I struggle but can't stop him. He raises his hand to strike. He has an enormous machete. The sharp knife is coming towards me. He's going to kill me. I conscientiously wake myself from the dream and from sleep.

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One of my friends, Manasa, was hosting a “pre-homecoming” get-together at her house. Everyone was to come in their dress, and we would do make up and hair at her house. In my dream, she was my neighbor. I was washing the family van in my U2 band shirt and red plaid pajama pants and hadn’t taken a shower yet. I saw her open her garage door half-way and she was standing bent, underneath it handing out cookies from a box she was holding. She was already dressed in her lavender homecoming dress and hair pinned to the side. I realized it was already 5:00, less than two hours before the dance! I went over to her house, told her I would shower and put on my dress, then come back over. Our other friend, Abi, came over in a black dress. She and Manasa both tell me to hurry up since they would need me to put make up on everyone. I ran back home and into the shower. I woke up before going back to her house.

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The dream starts in third person. A woman named LP and a man named House walk into a court room and sit down behind a woman. House has breathing tubes in his nose. The woman turns around and says, "I didn't know you were an executioner too, LP." LP grins. The Judge walks in and takes the stand. LP is escorted to a wooden box with glass surrounding the top half. Almost like those robotic psychics you can insert a quarter in and get "your cards read". The judge smirks and says, "How are you gonna kill me from there?" LP says, "I use the glass." She shakes from the inside of the box until it falls over on it's side and the glass shatters. She grabs chunks of glass and throws them at the judge who falls from the stand. The dream switchs to first person. I am the security guard standing in the corner. LP marches over to the judge and I. We are cornered. She picks up more glass and drags it down our arms. We have matching gashes running down our forearms. I'm screaming. LP grabs a gasoline tank from somewhere and says, "When I pour this on the glass, it's gonna blow up." I jump out of the corner just as she finishes dumping gasoline on the glass and sets it on fire. The judge screams. And burns.

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People are getting diseases and turned into zombies. My friend and I are stuck in the same household with a bunch of other kids that are sick, but we're not. This one guy that's in charge is also sick and is beginning to turn into a zombie. My friend and I go to the basement to find guns to kill the ones that are turning to zombies. We find some but when we shoot, it turns out that they are water guns! We go in the basement and find a box of Kleenex that says "OPEN". We open it and there's a gun! We see the guy that's in charge go digging for something in the basement, so we hide. I take aim and shoot, but nothing comes out again. He panics and takes off the seat on the exercising bike. The gun's in there! My other friend takes it away from him and shoots him. It's the real gun. The funny thing is that I have had this dream before. In this dream I was looking for the gun because I remembered the area where it was from the previous dream I had.

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