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In my dream, I was with a group of peers in some sort of regular building. At one point, I walked into a room and one of our superiors had a boy I had worked with tied up. The superior person threw darts at me to prevent me from saving this boy. At this point, I was able to escape but then realized I was also able to become an owl. I would flap my arms and concentrate very hard, I would then begin to feel my fingers become feathers and then would be able to take flight. Next thing I know, my group of peers and I are walking outside in the snow to escape our superiors who are after us. The area we are walking down in like a large ski run with trees far off on the sides, higher up. I try to teach the group how to become owls so that we can escape faster, but it they have trouble so we must continue on foot while trying to learn. At some points, I can see the superiors watching us from the tree line. At one point they come down to attack, to defend the group, I jump ahead and give a loud roar. This roar begins to sound anamalistic, at first I believe I am turning into a wolf but the roar then becomes more like a lion. This scars away the group of superiors for the time being. The rest of the dream is hard to remember but there are quite a few more times where I become an owl and at one moment I switch to a dove believing that this would give me a better advantage to get away from the superiors chasing us.

Once upon a time, I lived in a warehouse (think Warehouse 13). One dreary evening I realized I was being romantically pursued by an ex boyfriend his girlfriend . I spurned their advances and hid myself away in a small pub with a male coworker of mine. Over the course of the night, I found myself getting ill, but refused to leave. We ended up embroiled in a very intense discussion about unbreakable plates and bowls with the bartender. She was a very stout woman eating sauerkraut and pita bread. Eventually, I bid them farewell and went home to my warehouse where I proceeded to put telephones down my pants. It was as I was placing a particularly lovely princess style rotary in my pant leg that I realized the moral of this little tale: After being woken by a phone call, perhaps you shouldn't force yourself back into sleep if it's not immediately forthcoming

I was in a forest , which I recognised as it is local but it looked different. It was more swamp like , a bog even. I was walking through it looking for someone then I heard screaming , howls of agony , a man by the sounds of it. So I went further to investigate. When I saw two figures , a man huddled down on his knees , screaming in pain with blood seeping down his face. And the dark outline of a man , seemingly made out of darkness. He had his hand scraping away into this man`s head. Upon seeing me , he stabbed him in the head with what I think were claws , killing him. He dropped the body to the floor and stood and stared at me with dark red eyes. He opened his mouth and sharp , white teeth smirked at me. I ran , terrified but it was difficult as the ground all of a sudden had become marsh-like , flooded. As I ran I felt a something grab my leg and I fell down to see a pale hand clinging onto my leg from the murky water. I screamed and tried to escape , but all I could see was the dark figure slowly walking towards me.

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