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I had a dream that my dad and I were in a shed-like building, or something like a small area fenced in that was about the size of a garden shed. My dad locked us in it and we couldn’t get out. I turned around, and there was a huge spider about the size of a basketball. It was black with an orange design of sorts on its back. It wasn’t moving, it just stayed where it was at. I freaked out and turned around, and there were more of the same things. I tried to get out, but there were those spiders blocking the door, so I stayed in the middle of the area, crying and freaking out because I couldn’t find a way out.

Dream Session November 8th 2017 Reversed order of a session with James? This one will be a hard one to write, but I will do my best to organize. First Section: I was soaked or have been. My thoughts focusing on maybe perhaps I had fallen into Toluca Lake? It was uncertain. James telling me I needed rest. Second Section: I woke kidnapped. Tied up. I could see a man, unknown to me. What was he? I pieced together he was an enemy of sorts. He had been "tough". Taunting James; whom was tied up himself. Locked away in a shed near where I was laying. The man had grabbed me. James yelling something at him only to get the response: "Mr. Sunderland. Oh Mr. Sunderland. You will soon see I am not after you." James had continued screaming through anger. The man whom had me as a hostage peered inside the shed James was locked in, staring at James between the wooden planks. His laughing. I could feel not only my skin crawl, but James' as well. This distorted man whom James directed his anger to: Who was he? A Cultist of Silent Hill? What did I do to piss off someone like that? From clear indication. This guy didn't want to keep me alive. James was struggling to escape his position. Tied and handcuffed. He seemed to be thinking more clearly than myself. How badly was I beaten? Third Section: We're at Jack's Inn. Time lapse? We escaped? Was it all a dream? Confusion and disoriented. I found James sitting at the small desk writing down, perhaps recent series of events. It seemed like he was in his own thoughts. "You all right?" James breaking away from his writing, realizing I was conscious. Was it really all a nightmare? "You should rest." We were safe. So what's the deal? If what I experienced wasn't a nightmare? Did I almost drown? Was I almost murdered? "Crash" isn't saying anything. Should I be worried? I should observe Crash's face. That would have given me a more solid answer. What about our wrists? I could have examined his wrists or even mine. Markings. Anything. If any of this infact was true. That means James and I aren't alone in Silent Hill. If this is infact true: We aren't safe in Silent Hill. James. The dream/metaphysical experience I had while trying to process all this has been beyond my own comprehension. Whoever that man was whom perhaps used either of us as bait; it's unclear as of right now. What his motives were. It's a troubling thought either of us were being hunted. Regardless. Thank you. As I was being drown by that monster. I couldn't process my thoughts and yet even still I am in awe. I should out right say what's on my mind. Thank you for saving me. I couldn't fight back. Yet as you freed yourself; your immediate goal was to save me without a second thought. I don't know what else to say at this moment.

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It felt like a few years had passed in the dream. We were heading our way to a sort of construction site. Again none of this will make any full sense. It was a dream. It seems as thought we hadn't seen each other in a long span of time. I didn't mind helping you out or being part of the ride. Various topics were discussed. I was there to help you move what looked like bookshelves at this site because you already had a plan in mind. So, for whatever reason, seeing I had my phone (I recognized the lockscreen's photo) I placed it unlocked on what looked like a nearby dresser; essentially freeing my hands completely to move the empty furniture. We were kicking ass until -maybe- the second shelf. Trying to see the environment around me, there was a small puddle to my left. Yet as I had missed my step, you reminded me to be careful "Don't do anything stupid." Well that advice you gave didn't last long as I had slipped into the now what seemingly transformed into a lake and I was pulled under. You reacted with haste, jumping right in. All I could think of during that process was "Really? Again with this?" My leg was trapped. You somehow got it free and pulled me to the surface. I could see myself laying there for a moment You said one word. "Yuki" Like it was perhaps a name or something you called me? My only thought I had was that it was Japanese. Nothing else was really said. I got to my feet and I grabbed my phone.

I was in my house with the families of the hockey team is was on and we were playing board games in my moms kitchen and we took a break then we decided to go to a lot across the road to play board games we got a little creeped out at first because there was a really old guy dressed in all white clothing and he was wearing a white mask and then we decided to play boardgames anyway and then this talI white guy in a clown costume walked up and he looked scary and then this guy came up he was wearing all red and was wearing a red mask on and he was really fat and like they just started walking around in circles around us and we got really scared so I pushed the fat guy down the hill but he landed on my mom and almost took her down but then we ran away and went into my house and then we told Stephanie we said we have to Go and we all started running towards my house but I don’t know what happened to Stephanie and her son and me and my mom made it in my house we locked all the doors and like shut all the windows and we looked out there and the clown and the fat guy were walking around I don’t know what happened to the white guy and then we were there and I decided to look out the window again and then they were in the back of the house so I decided to go look and they were hiding behind the brick building and I decide to go get a knife from the garbage can and I fell and went the wrong way and it took me a long time and they start running after me I luckily made it up the stairs and in my house and we locked all the doors then we went into my room and we were in a cubbyhole we locked the door behind us we hid in the back and I woke up

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