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I dreamed that some people which made fun of me when I was at school walked passed me. I didn't say "hello" and they got upset. One of them told me that they want me to say "hello". This one person wanted me to come with them to a room which somehow felt familiar, but never was there before. I had a bag with me and after hesitating I left it next to the door and walked into the room where everyone else of my ex-class was sitting. I said "hello" and sat down. We started to talk to each other, at the beginning I was very shy and after some time I started to actually enjoy talking with them. And then I felt like my teeth in my mouth got bigger and I had difficulties to talk, I started to sound really funny. My teeth started to wobble and I didn't understand what was happening. I had the feeling they're going to fall out, so I left the room immediately. In the corridor I got on my knees and it started to hurt and my whole jaw was under pressure. I got scared, my teeth started to fall out into my hands and on the floor, I could feel them slipping out of my gums. As they fell out I was crying. I looked at the floor and stopped as I saw something shiny laying on the floor, it looked like a stone. I took up a tooth and the tooth was white, but like a shell, empty on the inside and as I looked again there were tiny little diamonds in my tooth. I picked up another tooth and the same there, all my teeth that had fallen out had little diamonds inside them. I was surprised and before I could feel happy about them, I heard a wasp swarm outside and saw them on a door with window. They wanted to get in. I grabbed all my teeth and diamonds off the floor and rushed into the room I was before with my ex-class mates. The class mates have already left and the wasps got through the door and looked for me. In the room I hid my teeth and my diamonds inside a wooden already damaged bench or chair. I ran out of the room as the wasps started to chase me. I had a short look back before I left the room and saw a weird looking wasp with something like a red horn on its head. It was the king wasp of the swarm. I left the building. The king wasp chased for the diamonds and my teeth and got trapped into the bench/chair. Outside of the building the other thousands of wasps started to bomb me (what? xD) and people around me. There was an army outside the building and some people I knew (but can't remember who it was). The army started to shoot the wasps and tried to bomb them back, but the wasps were indestructible. At the same time someone looked for the king wasp. This person eventually left the building as the wasps tried to protect themselves inside the house from the bombs of the army. Then the wasps started to bomb the bench/chair where my diamonds and teeth were hidden. And then a thought went through my head: To be able to stop the wasps, somehow the king would have to be killed. The only way to kill the king was to make him drink blood. I looked for a doctor and found one, he was right there in the middle of this happening. I told him that we need to catch the king and make him drink blood. I wanted to spend my own blood. But the doctor opened something that looked like a big fridge and there he took out some bags of blood. He said the blood was from the king wasp. I asked him how he came to that blood and then he took out a tray and there was the king wasp laying. Still alive, but it was in kind of a coma. The king was much bigger than before. I ripped the horn out of its head and held it in my hand. The horn still had kind of a vane or stream attached to its head which lead into his mouth. The whole thing looked like a funnel. It was meant for liquid. So I took the blood which was drawn of the king wasp own body and put it in the horn funnel so it would drink its own blood. As the blood was in its mouth and it swallowed it, the king wasp died and the same second the whole wasp swarm died and fell on the floor. I felt relief.

I cannot recall the build-up to the event (if there was any build-up at all). All I can remember is seeing my younger brother chained to a wooden frame. He was anxious. His friend (Richard) approached him with an electronic cutting device and started cutting the skin and tissue away from the left side of my brother's face and neck, damaging nerves and blood vessels in the process. I don't know why, but I knew he was't trying to kill my brother. I wasn't sure why he was doing it. Although I can't remember my brother calling out for help at first (as he would obviously do in real life!), as the cutting went on my brother's voice was damaged and he was trying to call for help at that point (in a hoarse voice). Up until this point, I was completely powerless to intervene. I wasn't chained or tied up myself ... it was as though I wasn't actually there during the event, but had witnessed it ... a really strange feeling. And once Richard had stopped cutting and walked several yards away, I physically appeared. I went up close to my brother and spoke to him. He was still asking for help in a weak and hoarse voice. I asked him if he wanted me to kill him, to end his suffering. I remember feeling immensely upset and overwhelmed with pity for what my brother had just had to endure. He replied to my question, but his voice was too weak for me to understand what he was saying. Then I took the cutting tool myself and tried to cut his windpipe (which was almost visible) to end his life and shorten my brother's suffering. And for some reason I couldn't do it which is ridiculous (as I am a doctor), but I could not find the wind-pipe to sever it! Then I woke up worried sick for my brother ... I was in a cold sweat, my heart was racing. I even contemplated phoning him at 5 in the morning to make sure he was ok. The dream was so vivid, especially the emotions I was feeling during the dream. I hardly ever have nightmares and weirdly, if I do have them I usually enjoy them and find them entertaining. But this was completely different to any dream I had experienced. I didn't enjoy it one bit. It was really horrible.

Dreamed I was driving my current 2012 silver jeep and a miniature car with a flames on its roof crossed my path and ran up on the curb. I didn't almost hit it or anything. Just thought that's odd hope their alright and kept crossing the road. I continue driving and look into the direction that car came from and seen the street on fire. I could see over and through the flames. I continued driving across the roadway seeing cars coming through the fire with flaming tops and running up on the curb. I looked in the rearview mirror and I seen my brother shouting something and waving so I pulled over to the curb. I remember saying let me get out and see what's going on because that's really weird. As I approached the intersection I looked in the direction the flaming cars came from and noticed the fire had increased in size of flames, depth, and strength. Then there was an explosion of one of the cars coming through the fire and it ran up on the curb before reaching us. We were standing in the street trying to decipher the fire origins. I noticed the fire was moving forward and growing then it quickly started rolling and grew very large consuming the entire width of the street. We could see through it, around it, the flames were red at the bottom and yellow at the points and huge and roaring. I shouted to everyone take cover we gotta get outta here and then we started running toward the high school, but half way there we stopped and watched the enormous fire roll down the street. It wasn't hot, didn't harm us just was an amazing site. nothing was damaged by the fire. the cars flames went out when they ran up on the curbs. I felt scared briefly when I noticed the fire moving.

You and I standing at the end of a country platform with three or four others. We have a picnic packed, including a bottle of white wine. You pull the bottle from the basket and ask me to get a corkscrew. I walk up the platform and have to get to the other platform. To do so I must walk through a train, from side to side. It is a troop train, full of damaged soldiers' bodies with missing limbs, wrapped in hessian, lying on straw. I feel sick but plunge through, wondering what detail I should tell you.  We are staying in a hotel, that feels a little like the one we looked at in Nice, with the lift that didn't work. We are desperate for a bath or shower but can't find one. I look around, see a cubicle, but it has only a toilet, not even a basin. As I look at it, you are being told by the receptionist that there are no washing facilities and that if we love each other we won't need to wash. It'll be fun, she says. She shows us where the shower room was, levering up some hardboard so we can peep through to a shower room long boarded up. I wonder if we could crawl through and if the plumbing would work. We decide to beg a shower from another hotel.  We are living in a house in the country.  It is a wreck. The walls are bare lath and plaster. There is no heating, although it is winter. We have several children with us and some adults. I make fires in some rooms. On the top floor I light it in the middle of the floor. On the ground floor is a small coal fire in a big fireplace. My mum is there . I tell her it is a good fire. I return to the top floor to put some rubbish on the fire there but you have swept the fire up and thrown it out of the window, to tidy up. You say best to burn things in the garden. I go downstairs. In the garden you have filled a large brick-lined fireplace with water and are swimming. I join you and say I wish we had thought of this long ago. You look knowing. 

I dreamed that some people which made fun of me when I was at school walked passed me. I didn't say "hello" and they got upset. One of them told me that they want me to say "hello". This one person wanted me to come with them to a room which somehow felt familiar, but never was there before. I had a bag with me and after hesitating I left it next to the door and walked into the room where everyone else of my ex-class was sitting. I said "hello" and sat down. We started to talk to each other, at the beginning I was very shy and after some time I started to actually enjoy talking with them. And then I felt like my teeth in my mouth got bigger and I had difficulties to talk, I started to sound really funny. My teeth started to wobble and I didn't understand what was happening. I had the feeling they're going to fall out, so I left the room immediately. In the corridor I got on my knees and it started to hurt and my whole jaw was under pressure. I got scared, my teeth started to fall out into my hands and on the floor, I could feel them slipping out of my gums. As they fell out I was crying. I looked at the floor and stopped as I saw something shiny laying on the floor, it looked like a stone. I took up a tooth and the tooth was white, but like a shell, empty on the inside and as I looked again there were tiny little diamonds in my tooth. I picked up another tooth and the same there, all my teeth that had fallen out had little diamonds inside them. I was surprised and before I could feel happy about them, I heard a wasp swarm outside and saw them on a door with window. They wanted to get in. I grabbed all my teeth and diamonds off the floor and rushed into the room I was before with my ex-class mates. The class mates have already left and the wasps got through the door and looked for me. In the room I hid my teeth and my diamonds inside a wooden already damaged bench or chair. I ran out of the room as the wasps started to chase me. I had a short look back before I left the room and saw a weird looking wasp with something like a red horn on its head. It was the king wasp of the swarm. I left the building. The king wasp chased for the diamonds and my teeth and got trapped into the bench/chair. Outside of the building the other thousands of wasps started to bomb me (what? xD) and people around me. There was an army outside the building and some people I knew (but can't remember who it was). The army started to shoot the wasps and tried to bomb them back, but the wasps were indestructible. At the same time someone looked for the king wasp. This person eventually left the building as the wasps tried to protect themselves inside the house from the bombs of the army. Then the wasps started to bomb the bench/chair where my diamonds and teeth were hidden. And then a thought went through my head: To be able to stop the wasps, somehow the king would have to be killed. The only way to kill the king was to make him drink blood. I looked for a doctor and found one, he was right there in the middle of this happening. I told him that we need to catch the king and make him drink blood. I wanted to spend my own blood. But the doctor opened something that looked like a big fridge and there he took out some bags of blood. He said the blood was from the king wasp. I asked him how he came to that blood and then he took out a tray and there was the king wasp laying. Still alive, but it was in kind of a coma. The king was much bigger than before. I ripped the horn out of its head and held it in my hand. The horn still had kind of a vane or stream attached to its head which lead into his mouth. The whole thing looked like a funnel. It was meant for liquid. So I took the blood which was drawn of the king wasp own body and put it in the horn funnel so it would drink its own blood. As the blood was in its mouth and it swallowed it, the king wasp died and the same second the whole wasp swarm died and fell on the floor. I felt relief.

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