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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 Outdated and depressing inside.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 Cluttered and outdated.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 It had an outdated white stove that was banged up.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.

I was in a huge beach abroad which once had been more sandy than this as i have been to this place before , instead it was more rocky and there was more litter on the ground, the waves were 100ft tall and would come in stages , at first i was crossing a thin platform and a huge overwhelming wave came over me and dragged me into the sea. from there on i somehow i was now in a holiday resort which was probably related to a previous holiday i had been on but at this resort there was a huge tower which spiralled up and i would climb to the top and go down the bottom but nearer the top i couldn't see well and found it almost impossible to open my eyes. one day i fell out of the cart that took you to the top of this tower and something got caught its hard to describe but it wasn't attached to my body but it was as if my heart or an organ had been ripped out because i was now sure in my head i was going to die, for the next few days me and my mum dad sister and other family members searched for this part that had been lost i couldn't find it and was hours away from death i remember leaving this holiday place and being in a dark strange room more laboratory like with my family it was scary like i was going to hell or something, i remember before i dyed i made my body a cross shape for some reason. i then died and woke up to a man next to me who was then explaining what had happened and where i was i cant exactly remember much from now but i kept tripping into the normal world but i couldn't be seen the movement from imaginary to normal world felt as if i was being dragged through dimensions and it felt weird in the dream at this point i knew i was dreaming but didn't wake up. in my dream i thought maybe if i pinched myself i could wake up but i couldn't move in the dream to wake me up in real life. when i arrived back in the normal world i saw my family but one of the family members faces was a horses head or something quite strange and hard to describe. i remember tripping from normal back to this man who would put me in another scenario its hard to describe but went along these lines.

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