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Home Moved Uprooted Away Whole (Being Chased Dream) I was alone at home in my private house, my roof gets punctured gun shots blasting my windows by people on air vehicles and shaolin fighters. carrying guns, sticks, spears, curved blades invade my home ... forcing me out to fight them ... as I am fighting at the shaolin temple entrance with hordes of these fighters ... feelin panicky I return home to greet a celebrity friend. while with her, in the kitchen, my roof gets punctured by stiongers ... and I feel my whole house moving at increasing speed ... beeing uprooted and pulled by a huge movers truck away from town. I somehow get out of my house, only to see a vacant plot of land where my house was uprooted. I make my way to my cousins flat'. But apart from him, nobody else is told about this incident. Not my relatives, not my parents .. who are unaware of this incident He tells me that Ït's only because I revealed so much that I am in trouble"

It was like in 1920s America and I was in a side street that was connecting to major streets. I was just standing there when all of a sudden gunfire erupts in on of the streets. At first people are like da fuq? Then it starts coming from everywhere. People start hiding and I see this one lady just standing there, so I grab her and run into an alley straight ahead that runs parallel between the two major streets being followed by the "mob". We climb a ladder up onto the roofs, which are pinkish red, and the "mob" quickly catches up with us. They shoot her on site because she was their target. Since there can't be any witnesses, they give me the choice to kill myself. I hold the gun to my head but can't do it, I feel the pain of what it would feel like and breakdown a little. I give the gun back to the guy who gave it to me and tell him to do me in but not let me see it coming. So I turn around and walk a few steps and face away from him. Then he shoots. I fall on the roof face down with my hands by the sides of my face.

I was in prison for some reason but didn't think I deserved to be there. Outside the prison grounds were a lot like a school yard. There were two soccer fields, one small one normal sized with a track around it. They were on the left side of a clearing and above the small field was a jungle gym. I was put into the section for dangerous people because of a failed escape attempt (I think). The others and I made a plan to escape. The guards had this spray stuff that knocked you out if you breathed it in. Somehow I got a hold of some and used it to help get away. We took over a large orange and other coloured van and got away but only after I inhaled some of that spray. I was unconscious for two days according to the man I asked but everything had changed so much that it felt more like two years. In that time my friend found a new friend which made me feel lonely. For some reason, my brother, father and I were checking in on the cottage. Up in the loft we somehow transported to the edge of a city on a coast. Alone in the city, I was trying to use a pay phone. There was a long line and I pretended to know someone so I could cut in. The line seemed to disappear and I struggled to count out ten pennies which at first had stars instead of leaves on them. The guards showed up (about twelve) and an epic, manga or cartoon like battle occurred. I even thought that I was probably dreaming or imagining the battle because of how ridiculous it was so I decided to stop it. I was captured in the end and hooked up to a lie detector where I was uncooperative. A lady wearing a suit interrupted the interrogation for some reason. My perspective changed to a fly on the wall style. The same lady went to the dangerous people section and shot the guards with a pulse gun then shot the cell bars. She said for the men to come with her and with knowing grins they jumped right through the bars. The other men also attempted to do this but just hurt their shoulders. I somehow knew that this was part of a growing conspiracy. Strangely, at one point I was trying to jump on a moving train in my front entrance way. I knew there was actually no train so I pretended to jump on it and moved into the living room to take my seat in the box car.

I'm on a side street in the 1920s and here machine gunfire from one of the other streets soon more gunfire erupts from the other streets people run into buildings except one woman i grab her and run straight into an alley the gunfire seems to follow us we climb up a ladder to roofs that are extremely well connected the gang gets on the roof and shoot the woman their job being done they give me the option to kill myself as there can be no witnesses i take the gun but can\'t do it i feel the pain of what it would be like horribly shaken i give the gun back to the man and tell him to do it for me but to do it from behind so i can\'t see it coming i walk forward a bit and then he fires i fall face first on the roof with my hands to the side of my head i am dead

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