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So, it starts out in a sort of theatre setting, and my dad and one of my friends are pantomiming either a battle, dance, or both. Afterwards, my dad tells me I'm ready to see what's beyond this old-looking door I've never seen before. It was dirty and had multiple chains hanging loosely around it. My mother forbade me from ever going inside prior to, but my dad said I was ready to see what was there. As it opened, the other side was like a crypt; it was dank, and there was a heavy air around it and there were several coffins opened already. Oddly enough, most of the skeletons in the coffins were clean and ivory white, almost like the kind you would see in an anatomy class. Finally, we came up to a skeleton that was real (I figured so because it was filthy and looked like they were actually exhumed). It was my grandfather's (on my dad's side) bones, but I've never seen my grandfather, he died before I was born and the only person who talked about him was my dad. I stared at the bones for a while before my dad told me I had to pick through a few trinkets. The two things I picked were both blue; a metallic necklace with a jewel that resembled an eye that rested on my chest when I put it on, and a hair clip with two royal blue feathers sticking out. When my friend picked up the necklace, it was a metal peace symbol.

For some reason I was murdering someone Not really like murder, but like an assassination And it went bad Bunch of police, running into the woods And I jump into a concrete ditch See a bunch of cars flying past me going fast for some reason Then see a tidal wave coming that direction Find a way to barricade myself into a room, with like minimal supplies Fast forward three months Water level has decreased but there were creatures from the mist all around us Kinda They were freakier though Rush into the sewers We had a sort of commune thing going But we heard scuttling from outside the stone walls And sure enough, bug like creatures coming for us Go outside, world is absolutely destroyed No trees Nothing All washed away. A bunch of people died.

In my dream I have to pass through what appeared to be a toll tower on a bridge. On one side of the bridge was a railroad with a train. There were "captains" inside the toll tower that allowed me to walk through the front door and out a side door. However, in the tower was a hatch in the wall that will take me to the same place as the side door, but it was a more difficult way to do so. Passing through the side door, I found myself with three people. Two of them are currently living and one has died recently of suicide but still alive in the dream. The two currently living are the mother and sister of the other person. We ate dinner. Then the myself and the one who is actually dead began to walk. I could feel her behind me. I told her I love you like I always did on our walks before her suicide. Her response was mumbled at first, then clearly she said "Tears." I got a little mad hoping to hear I love you back like she always did. She then said "Why isn't that good enough for you?" Her face was beautiful, years younger. She was 45 when she died.

It started with me at Natalie's apartment, where we talking about something that I don't really remember. For some odd reason, Natalie was wearing glasses and at some point during my visit I had my left arm stretched out in front of me and when I turned to face Natalie, I shattered her glasses, mostly the left lens. At that point everything else seemed to stop and I profusely apologized and did all I could to give her whatever medical attention she needed. I don't know why but she seemed withdrawn and in shock, or something. While I was getting a rag to wipe off the blood on her face, I kept thinking about a news story that a convict's fate would be decided by the people, a first in recent history. When I had a rag, for some reason it took me three tries to get the rag wet enough and once I returned to Natalie she had pulled out all the glass that was in her face, leaving very little left to do. While I was trying clean off the blood still on her face, I was also trying get her to talk to me but she was still very unresponsive. I kept trying by bringing up different things and the convict who's fate was in the hands of the people kept coming up in both my thoughts and my attempts to get a response from Natalie.

There are many slides. It's dark but the slides are rainbow. When you slide down one, you enter a ball pit. When you go under the pit, there's a lake. Things move slowly, people on rafts. There's a cave at the end of the lake. There's a hole between the wall and the floor. There's a re-occurring roof. There's also a tiny door that leads to a weird basement that's scary. There's also a scary house, where the rooms lead to more rooms, until it leads to the scariest one but I never get far enough. There's a maze. There's a forest. Family members. I fought someone with knives. I jumped into a freezing cold lake. There are a lot of giant waves.

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