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Old men and old women that turn in to goblins destined to kill each other live in a house next to the hotel next to the graveyard, cant remember full name of hotel but was, something something evil lake, by the lake there was a grave yard, people were eating on a courtyard in the graveyard, then we went to a house next to the graveyard, three guests coming to the house door, all of a sudden day light, the old lady transforms into pretty lady, one guest, a girl tries to run away and gets stabbed in the back with a pair of succors

First i was with an friend from school she was with her boyfriend and her daughter my son was with me we were walking down the road and acting like we were good friends even though we have never been close. The dream changed where i was in a hotel there was a strange feeling about it i saw a man turning children into animals you couldn't leave the hotel until you married a stranger i was tellin a black girl about my past and she flipped out on me and we started fighting then Zane went missin but i didn't look for him

My mom my two best friends and myself were in a large group of people who are going to China for the day. The airplane flew around the country we got to see some really nice houses. When the airplane was in the city it was driving around the streets like a regular car. Then we had to go to a gas station to get some snacks and stuff. We came back to the plane and there are some outlets on the plane but one wouldn't work with my phone charger. I was freaking out because in China they have different outlets than us. Then we finally got to our destination which should've been China but I think it was London. And we were in the hotel running around trying to get situated. At the hotel was extremely tall, a very large building. But the rooms were tiny and I kind of felt like we are all smooshed together. Then there was a pool on the very top of the hotel which must've been about 150 stories up and the pool mimicked a deep dark blue ocean that was very very deep. I remember swimming.

You and I standing at the end of a country platform with three or four others. We have a picnic packed, including a bottle of white wine. You pull the bottle from the basket and ask me to get a corkscrew. I walk up the platform and have to get to the other platform. To do so I must walk through a train, from side to side. It is a troop train, full of damaged soldiers' bodies with missing limbs, wrapped in hessian, lying on straw. I feel sick but plunge through, wondering what detail I should tell you.  We are staying in a hotel, that feels a little like the one we looked at in Nice, with the lift that didn't work. We are desperate for a bath or shower but can't find one. I look around, see a cubicle, but it has only a toilet, not even a basin. As I look at it, you are being told by the receptionist that there are no washing facilities and that if we love each other we won't need to wash. It'll be fun, she says. She shows us where the shower room was, levering up some hardboard so we can peep through to a shower room long boarded up. I wonder if we could crawl through and if the plumbing would work. We decide to beg a shower from another hotel.  We are living in a house in the country.  It is a wreck. The walls are bare lath and plaster. There is no heating, although it is winter. We have several children with us and some adults. I make fires in some rooms. On the top floor I light it in the middle of the floor. On the ground floor is a small coal fire in a big fireplace. My mum is there . I tell her it is a good fire. I return to the top floor to put some rubbish on the fire there but you have swept the fire up and thrown it out of the window, to tidy up. You say best to burn things in the garden. I go downstairs. In the garden you have filled a large brick-lined fireplace with water and are swimming. I join you and say I wish we had thought of this long ago. You look knowing. 

I'm always in hotels. Usually they're very very tall and hallways always seem to be kind of narrow. And on top of these very tall buildings are always pools. The pools are usually like the ocean very dark blue And wavey they also tend to be very vast. A lot of times this pool is accompanied by a super high diving board. I mean super high like 100 feet above the pool. I always end up swimming in it, I seem to remember swimming under the water and looking up.

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