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In my dream, I had come out of a day-dream a group of people wearing the same uniform as me we were in some type of city or town and in the distance I notice an explosion in a church/cathedral were ordered to go inside and rescue civilians. As people are running out of the building I take point and head in to the building first. The building was hot, filled with smoke and had badly scorched walls I begin weaken and loss my breath the group I was with is no longer behind me. I then noticed people drape in white and fall unconscious. I reawaken only fine that I have been tied to a stone table and was surrounded by the people draped in white and the group I was with earlier. They begin to chant and set me on fire the pain was so real that I had awakened

In the dream I open my eyes and I look around. At first I forget where I am. And then I realize that I’m in my room. And I look over and I’m watching my grandma sleep. When I’m first watching she’s breathing, she’s kind of twitching like most people do in their sleep, and her oxygen mask is on correctly. Then the room grows darker, colder, and just eerie. Like something from a scary movie. And as I’m crossing the room to wake her up, I see she’s not breathing, she’s not moving, and her oxygen mask has moved from its proper placement. At first I don’t know what to do. I scream for help, but no one comes. So I start crying and shaking and halfway screaming to her to wake up. But nothing happens. She doesn’t wake up. As I’m sitting there just crying, she moves a little, like someone waking up from a coma, so I straighten up. Then she shoots up. And she just sits there for a few minutes. And I try to talk to her. She doesn’t respond. She just stares at the wall in front of her. Then out of nowhere she looks at me a starts babbling. And then she says to me, “It’s your fault. Why didn’t you wake me sooner! You could have saved me!”

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