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In real life, I am a brunette, but in my dream, I am a blonde. I'm in a prison cell, yet the room around my cell resembles that of a salon. Outside my cell are my "parents" arguing. The mother asks him how he could have kept my imprisonment from her. In my hand is a gray cellphone and a voicemail is playing and it said something like "Take a left at the door. Right down the hall. *There was a pause* Pretty..." and then it ended. My cell is now unlocked and I walk to the door of the salon, with the phone held to my ear. Suddenly, it's an old-fashioned tape-recorder, playing a different, but similar message as I walk down the sidewalk. Looking around the corner, I see a bald, buff man in a suit, I can't make out his face though. The recording says "Take a left down the hall. See the man. His name is Dog. Your nails look pretty." Turning, I run out onto the parking lot towards my dad (he is my real-life dad this time). He sees that I am scared and walks towards the direction of "Dog." That's all I can remember.

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I was with a foreign friend and we were walking down in san Francisco and we got dropped off of a car to find my id that I had and we looked to the left and a girl stranger was just about to jump off of a building and she did and and did summersaults down and I looked away just as she landed but my friend saw and were distraught and held hands and then when we walked to the right there was another girl who also committed suicide and there was blood all around her. we walked to a hotel where I saw new and old friends all together checking into a hotel room and then we came back to the car that dropped us off to find the one girl gone and just the blood on the sidewalk

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I went to Bangladesh for the third time with my parents. At this time I am around 22 years old. I see this guy that I remember from the second visit. We start talking and he becomes very flirtatious. My family hold a party at the house and we all gather around the dining table. There is a guy I have never seen standing in the doorway staring at my. The women ask when im getting married but I say im only getting married to a guy born in England. Soon enough the mystery guy starts talking to me and he speaks to me in english much to my liking. We begin a relationship and he proposes to me.

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In my dream, I am a blonde. I'm in a prison cell, yet the room around my cell resembles that of a salon. Outside my cell are my "parents" arguing. The mother asks him how he could have kept my imprisonment from her. In my hand is a gray cellphone and a voicemail is playing and it said something like "Take a left at the door. Right down the hall. *There was a pause* Pretty..." and then it ended. My cell is now unlocked and I walk to the door of the salon, with the phone held to my ear. Suddenly, it's an old-fashioned tape-recorder, playing a different, but similar message as I walk down the sidewalk. Looking around the corner, I see a bald, buff man in a suit, I can't make out his face though. The recording says "Take a left down the hall. See the man. His name is Dog. Your nails look pretty." Turning, I run out onto the parking lot towards my dad (he is my real-life dad this time). He sees that I am scared and walks towards the direction of "Dog." That's all I can remember.

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