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Maigan and I were working, like normal, and we ended up arguing about something (idk what). Big time fight. Huge argument, to the point where I walked out and quit my job. A few months later, I decide to come back to campus to visit, mend fences, what have you. When I get there, I find out that things have changed. Whatever we were arguing about, the argument that Maigan won, was apparently over making some sort of decision. When Maigan took your decision to the higher ups, they disagreed so much that they had fired her. So the day goes on as I'm visiting campus, and out of the blue, she ends up coming to campus to visit too. But she isn't there to mend fences. Maigan just wants to see the students. Somehow, we get roped into attending a meeting with Sarah, Deb, Rich, etc., and they rehash the whole thing, and validate that I was right, she was wrong, but they wish neither of us had been led to leave over it. So we get our jobs back. But there is an unspoken animosity. About a week later, Coozy comes to visit. He and I are chatting when we are abducted. When we awaken, we are in a giant hall/room where this evil king-like dude tells us we have to solve puzzles or he'll kill us. He's gathered everyone to watch and cheer us on or see our deaths. So, the entire student staff is there, Rich is there, Maigan, the higher ups, etc. During the first round, Coozy is useless and tries to run away. I end up solving the puzzle last minute to stay alive. After getting a few more, it gets to the final round. If I win, I live. Otherwise, the axe. Everyone is on edge, scared that I might not make it. But she is just there, cold shouldered and disinterested. I end up winning. I'm ecstatic, jumping up and down, celebrating, starting to hug people. People come to hug me. She just looks over, kinda disappointed, and leave. I went after her and we chatted for a minute, but despite my attempts to fix things, Maigan was very sharp-tongued and stormed off.

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For several nights now, I've had a reoccuring dream, where my family's house is being attacked... It's nighttime, and the best way I can describe my assailants are similar to zombies, but they are moreso like angry, irrational beings, bent on destroying anything and everything they come in contact with.. But that's not the part I'd like to focus on. It seems it takes place during nighttime, and while my other family members are there with me, scared, I seem to be the only one holding the doors closed. Eventually, after several attempted breakins, someone does manage to push me back and break through, but to my surprise, it's what looks like an undead, creepy, young girl... Possibly 10-14 in age, based on appearance. Her voice appears normal, but I could feel anything but normal eminating from her. After some hazy dialogue, she threatens to kill everyone in the house. But gives me an option. She says she'll put me into a coma, and I reply with, "If that'll end all of this." As I begin to fall to the floor, it feels nothing like what I would imagine a falling into a coma would feel like. I have shortness of breath as it begins to feel like my lungs are filling up with liquid as my vision slowly begins to fade out into red and I atart slowly coming out of my dreamscape... There might not be anything to say about this, but any help would be greatly appreciated...

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I'm sitting on the stairs on my grandma's attic with an autistic kid maybe 2 or 3 years older than me. Blonde hair, green eyes, blue and white striped polo shirt, and tan shorts with a ton of large pockets. I don't know him, but I feel that he's important. A short man maybe as tall as me jogged pass us up the stairs panting, "Quick they're coming!" I know what he means, airplanes that drop dangerous bombs and fighter jets. I grab the autistic boy's hand and chase after the man, climbing another set of stairs that never really existed in reality. I look back and say, "We might need to turn around and go down." However I keep going up, ending up out of the house in a field. I had never been there before. Taking the boy's hand we run in the open and I see the jets circling. I see a set of bleachers, knowing somehow a person is going to save us and come in a plane to take us to safety. I see hundreds of innocent people climbing the bleachers. Standing there waving their arms. Looking for hope. Me, the boy, and the man are a hundred yards away from the bleachers. Then I see the bomb dive into the bleachers. Bodies are thrown everywhere. In front of me a hole opened up acting as a tunnel into a laboratory, we run in seeing all the scientists. They all in unison say, "Everything is ok." I turn around and the boy is gone. So is the man. As if they disappeared. I leave the laboratory and sit in the grass, holding my legs. Rocking back and forth, then I feel calm as if nothing happened and that everything that happened was all just a game.

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