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I was sitting home alone on a stormy evening. All of a sudden there was a knock on the door, which struck me as odd since no one was supposed to be home for another two hours. So I sat still and pretended not to hear anything, but the knock came again. The air around me became cold and lifeless. As if I was inhaling chalk. Then I heard it, the sharp bullet fire followed by the cracking of wood. The door hinge dropped lifelessly to the floor, followed by the door itself. Then a man wearing all black was in its place. Immediately I sprung up and lunged for the back door, but the man was trailing at my heels. Then as if I had went through a wormhole of time I was running through the slummy streets of a crime filled city, the fiend still close behind. I’m running so fast my feet don’t feel a part of my body anymore, I sharply turn but am reluctant to find myself trapped in a dead end alleyway. As I frantically turn he has the gun pointed to my forehead, before he gets the chance to shoot I’m jolted awake.

I was walking through a house I lived in over 20 years ago. The south wall of the house was collapsing, I could hear the wood snapping and cracking. I walked through the hallways to the garage where I found a bright blue shining sedan with white leather interior. However, the paint on the hood of the car had been chipped off and I could see the stainless steel underneath. The wheels were chrome spoke, they too were very shiney. There was a horrendous wind blowing outside and I could see tree trunks blowing and dust. The winds were so strong that the debris was hitting the structure of the house. I went back into the house and there was a woman who was a relator who kep[t insisting I buy this house. I explained to her that I had lived there as the first owner and was not interested in the house, of which she accepted. When I woke up I was in the car, I startede the engine and using a remote, opened the garage door this was white also. There was sunshine outside the garage. It was as if the storm either blew away or like it never existed. There was no debris outside?

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