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I was in Chicago with heather and kurtis when we decide to try to find Patrick stump we stalk him out but to no avail do we actually see him so we go back to our hotel room where we have people over and are trying to keep certain people out. The next day we are in line for slushies and I see Patrick right in front of me so we start to talk and then he gets his drink and leaves, I then get mine and join heather and Kurt who are sitting across from Patrick and his girlfriend who is being feed by him, as they get up to leave with his entourage I go and ask for a hug which I receive. After this I go to the washroom in the water park and there's Elisa who tells me she's pregnant and due in 3-4 weeks but doesn't look far enough along to me anyway she leaves me with her phone which I then to snoop in to get Patrick's number but it's locked so I leave and find myself walking in a water park towards a science lab with boxes of cats

I was riding on a cargo freight train through a war-torn area, along with many others. The train was moving so slow that donkeys caring bags and suitcases could walk alongside us at matched speed. We were attacked by guerillas and those on the train with me began fighting back, shooting and pushing those attackers off that tried to jump on the train. I became overwhelmed and felt as if I didn't have the energy to keep fighting. Everything went into slow-motion, and I realized that our attackers are not carrying any weapons and are mere children (ages 10-20). In the trenches alongside the train, I see hundreds of corpses on top of corpses (as if these children were victims of a mass homicide and thrown by the train tracks). I started yelling for everyone to stop fighting these children, but they looked at me as if I were crazy, pushed me to the side, and kept battling. I jumped off the slow-moving train and saw a survivor in the trenches. Upon leaning down to help what appeared to be a severely wounded, malnourished boy of 10-13yrs, I reached to support his head and was startled at the touch of the pus and blood spilling wounds he had. As I was startled, I drew my hand back and his head fell off--only the skin had already grown over this wound, and now I had what was then a badly decomposed body in front of me. Convinced he was alive a moment before, I looked over at his head and was terrified to see that his eyes could still blink and look around--and that his mouth was still moving as if trying to moan. I tried to back up, stand up, anything to get away, but kept slipping on the other corpses. Then this boy's body attempted to stand up. I was terrified beyond belief and finally gained enough ground to stand and run. I looked back and saw his body standing, headless, and with very jerking movements, begin to walk...

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