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I was riding on the left side of the back seat with other unknown people in a burgundy car with a dent in the door. It was a pretty day and we pulled over so I could look at this yard. There were several smaller structures by the house. The house wasn't for sale I just wanted to see it because the yard was pretty. we drove into the grass but not horizontally as we were pulling off the road. A passerby would think it was wrecked. I never shut my car door When I got out of the car and walked. The yard was lines with a plain chain link fence. The grass was neatly mowed on the outside and inside of the fence. There were trees to the left of me. They were beautiful. The house was built on the side of a cliff. There were many decks looking into the hills and area below. Big bay windows and a very cozy homey feel. It was a dark color house. The smaller structures were away from the house and they were elaborate storage areas. One was a wash house to do laundry. There were stairs inside the structure going to the room that held the washer and dryer. The stairs were on the right as the man who owned the house started to show me. He was a common short black man short. He had on blue jeans and a plaid shirt. He was friendly and kind, but irritated. The washer house was littered. It had stuff everywhere. Clothes dirt toys dolls papers. The stairs were narrow leading to the washer room and intimidating. The entire building was dim and musty. Not like the yard. It was beautiful outside but ancient inside. Outdated and depressing inside. We went into the house next. It was the same. Cluttered and outdated. The stairs which were in front of me were so narrow and they curved up far. There were dolls littering the stairwell making it difficult to walk up them. The man was leading me but I couldn't breathe. We made it to the area of the stairs that I felt was half way. To the left I was beside the big bay window looking over the land and the valley. We turned a corner on the stairs and came to the kitchen on the left of me. It had an outdated white stove that was banged up. Black iron exposed where it had been dinged. There were toys clothes and dolls everywhere. It was dark in the kitchen. The floor was vinyl and dirty and torn up. There were no windows in the kitchen. I just had to go. I didn't want to intrude on the man anymore. I thanked him and left abruptly. He never even had a chance to acknowledge it.

My bank card was stolen a while ago, not in my dream. In my dream I phone up the bank to ask where my replacement was and they send the police around. When the police arrive they say its because I don't have a driving license even though I'm not old enough to drive, but they don't listen and try to take my dads car away. They arrest me and take me back to the police station. On the way, they see some crime they have to deal with, so me and my mate take a look in a suspicious house that keeps changing scenery when you enter. I get taken back to the police car and begin to have breathing problems like a heart attack

I had to get across a huge gap that led to rocky waters. I failed the jump the first time but I didn't know about the gap at that point. Every time I hit the water, it was like a restart. A check point like in a video game. There was train tracks but I couldn't take them because each time I walked passed there, Nazis were on the tracks. Modern day Nazis. I didn't see a flag or anything but I just knew so I would jump in the water to end up on the other side. One time, I jumped and they found me but because they thought I was dead, they let me go and I restarted on ground again. the second time, I jumped, was knocked unconscious and when I woke up, the Nazis were around me. I couldn't hold my breath any more and I moved. They took me hostage, my parents, were white although I'm African American to the fullest. The Nazis had me on a public city bus and after deciding it wasn't safe to let me go, I was shot in the head followed by a rain of gunfire from machine guns. Then I was outside myself, when the head flew up, on the body that was initially me, it was a random, heavy set Caucasian man. It zoomed out and it ended up being a television show but I was still saying that I was shot when I just finished seeing this man in my place.

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