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The dream started with me standing at the entrance to a forested park with some friends. When I learned that we were about to partake in a scavenger hunt, I was very excited as I knew this park well and announced that I had done scavenger hunts here before and knew all the good hiding spots. (I use the term "scavenger hunt" because that is what it was called in the dream, even though we didn't have a list to follow and were basically just looking for hidden items, more like an Easter egg hunt.) I started out feeling very confident that I had an advantage and would be able to find everything easily. I looked in all my usual spots but was surprised to find that I wasn't having a lot of luck. I stumbled upon a collection of carefully laid out bones which looked a bit like the remains of a very large bird but the impression in my mind was that they were dinosaur bones. At this point my understanding was that we were hunting for light-coloured rocks so I picked a few out of the bones and put them in a paper bag that I was carrying. Then I noticed another, much smaller, collection of bones nearby which precisely resembled the larger arrangement. Next I got down on my hands and knees to peer inside a hollowed out section of a tree stump and discovered a few more rocks close to the opening to add to my bag. I could see a deeper part of the hollow further back and, mostly unconcerned about insects and cobwebs, I reached my hand into the darkness. Suddenly an animal poked its snout out at me. It took me a minute to realize it was a bear, and then I noticed a small white ceramic bear figurine on a smaller stump nearby. That is when I realized my current strategy of assuming that whoever had done the hiding would have put things in the same spots I would think to look was not going to get me anywhere, and that in fact he had left clues in the form of smaller versions of the things I really needed to look at. The next thing I noticed was a large shrub with two conspicuous cuts on its branches which resembled small tree stumps. Convinced this was another clue, I told everyone in my group that we should look for two tree stumps standing next to one another. At this point I encountered some skeptical resistance to my theory that the hider was leaving small clues for us and it was also starting to get dark so everyone wanted to quit and go home but I eventually convinced them to keep searching. We all looked around for a while until I found two stumps on the backside of a knoll. Again, I got down on my hands and knees and peered through the space between them. I spotted some sparkly things which I retrieved and put in my bag, but I could see that there was much more in the area behind them so I worked on trying to find a way to get there. Around the left hand side of the stumps was a barbed wire fence which I tried to climb over but the barbs proved to be too much of an obstacle so I covered them with a piece of something like paper or cloth. This was still too challenging so I continued further around the enclosure until I found a tiny opening that I could squeeze through. Once inside, the space appeared to be a small corral, fenced or walled in at all sides with a dry, dusty dirt floor and mostly covered with low tree boughs. Here I found many treasures, some out in the open and some located within hidden corridors whose openings were not apparent unless I looked very carefully. There were sea shells, trinket boxes, costume jewellery, carabiners and keychains, crystal and rubber balls, a huge stash of leatherwork that my sister had created, candy, pencil crayons, and long-forgotten toys that I had owned and played with as a child. At one point I discovered a series of three small silver triangles, all linked together in a chain, which were intended to be lined up like a puzzle ring and worn on one's finger. When I found this particular item, somehow I knew that Rob (my soulmate) had left it there as a gift for me. There were so many wonderful things to collect that I ran out of room in my paper bag and was struggling to hold them all in my arms or to decide which things to leave behind. By this point the members of my group had evolved to include several children, plus my sister, who was trying to convince me to hurry up or quit so we could go home before it got too dark. She explained that we needed to divide all the loot up amongst the children and let them choose one by one which items they wanted to keep for themselves, but I argued that it would take too much time because there were so many things that had been found, plus there were nostalgic items from our childhood that she wouldn't want them to take anyway. I said it was better for us to just take everything home with us, sort through and divide it all up as equally as possible and then give each of the children a bag of treasures in the morning. Somehow at this point the dream changed scenes and I was no longer in the forest but standing indoors near a concession stand of some sort. It may have been a coffee counter or a bakery. There were many people lined up for their turn at the register but I didn't want to get to the counter; I was trying to get to the wall of post office boxes behind it. I squeezed my way past the line up and the counter which I had to push out of the way a little, and then opened up the door to my mailbox. Though the opening was small, the space inside was vast, and I could see that there were quite a few letters to collect. Most of them were flyers or envelopes addressed to my workplace but I kept hoping that there would be something fun for me as well, like a hand-written letter from a friend. As I looked around inside the box, I could see that some old letters from years ago had fallen through cracks or lodged themselves in the seams around the edges so I worked on getting those free. I couldn't reach a lot of the envelopes toward the back because the box was so huge, and as I struggled to get them, a person suddenly appeared in the space, presumably having climbed through a large opening at the back. She was about my age, with long dark hair and dark eyes and she began collecting all of the mail that I could not reach and passing it to the front of the compartment for me. She started to talk about her father and how he used to work with me. I said, "Oh, I didn't know I had worked with your dad; I thought your father was the man on TV, the spiritual leader." She explained I was mistaken, but I still couldn't place her actual father in my memory so I asked her for his name. She wasn't sure and said it was one of two names but couldn't remember which. (She said two actual names in the dream but I can't recall now what they were.) I asked, "Well, what is his last name?" and thought she replied, "Mar". I said, "Oh, that's funny, I have a cousin whose middle name is Mar. Is yours spelled the same, or is it M-A-R-R?" She said, "No, not Mar, my name is Guar." "Really, Gwar, like the metal band?", I asked. "No," she said, "G-U-A-R".

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I was in a field with zombies. I entered a house with a girl and she shot me. Afterward she shot herself for shooting me, unfortunately she dies. Than it is night and I need to travel back to camp. I ask a zombie for directions and he shows me. He is a polite zombie with a British accent who asks me to come in to his home. His butler serves me what I can only determine to be human meat with a side of peas and corn. I eat it and oddly enough and it tasted like steak. Than he escorts me back to my camp. That is when I woke up.

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I'm driving in a car with my husband and there are two tigers chasing us. They start out walking slowly towards us, then start running towards us in the car. My husband and I are arguing in the car about moving to a house we haven't even seen, he tells me that we need to move to it and I say we don't move when we've not even seen the house. The car won't go any faster, one tiger leaps lands on the roof of the car and jumps over the car and disappears around the corner on the road. The second tiger continues to follow us then disappears. We stop at a store I try to call 911 and the phone jumps out of my hand and smashes to pieces. I have another phone in my hand but I cannot seem to dial the right number no matter how hard I try. I can no longer see the tigers but I sense they are there and there is danger to me and my husband.

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It was me and my best friend. But it was weird because it's like it kept switching between my cousin, who I am currently fighting with, and my best friend. We where at this "party" but it was at this drug house. An awful place I didn't want to go in. So next thing I know I was in this room with my cousin in bed about to go to sleep but then it switched to my best friend and we where talking about to argue and some man came out of nowhere. He just popped up jumped on top of me and stuck a needle in my arm and I was scream for my best friend to help me but she didn't I was trying to feel for her. Then he jumped on her and stuck her in the arm, and at first I didn't help her because she didn't help me but then I jumped on him and tried to get him off. I didn't know how to get him off. I was scared that he would attack me back. So I woke up. And the arm that he stabbed me in in the dream feels like I really got injected by a needle.

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I was riding a bay horse next to a castle. The horse tensed slightly and I saw a lion running toward us. I leaped off the horse, grabbed it by the reins, ran into the castle and quickly climbed up a high wall in a room with a tall ceiling, still holding the horse by the reins. The lion entered the room and leaped high trying to get us but could not. Several lionesses also entered and tried. I was concerned I wasn't holding the horse up high enough and was fearful the lion would get it so I lifted the horse up higher. I was concerned I might be hurting the horse by carrying it and holding it up. I looked at the horse and the horse indicated that it was okay. The lion leaped again and got one claw into my clothing near my ankle. I reached down and flicked the lion's paw free of my clothes and he fell. Just when I noticed my arms were getting very tired from holding the horse up and I was preparing myself to be able to do it for a long time if needed, others arrived on the scene and the lions were all captured.

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