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I was being chased by three men, I ran into one of my previous homes from about seven years ago, I ran into the guest bedroom, and the men were obviously stronger than me. Then I broke out of the room through the door somehow, and ran into a bathroom and locked the door. My mom was there, and she was calm, it kind of bothered me because, well, here I was being chased my three men who had sick intentions towards me, and she didn't care. I turned on the water in the bathtub to drown out the sound of me escaping through the bathroom window. I escaped and started to run back down the street, and then I realized that I had left my bike back at the house, riding a bike is faster than running, right? So I started running back to the house, and I saw one of the men up the road, he was angry and disappointed, I felt pity for him, and so I went over to him and we started talking, we found some things in common. Within like five minutes it seemed, we had, "Fallen" in love. And I went over to my mom, and then realized that he wasn't good for me, and that I didn't really love him. But I was scared to leave him, he found out that I wanted to leave and was furious, I don't remember the rest, but....I don't think it was a happy ending...

I'm at a friends house, preparing a small surprise party for another friend arriving from abroad (for some reason, I think they're coming from Poland). I'm grating cheese onto a plate when one of my friends starts using a hairdryer or fan and the grated cheese blows off the plate. We become angry with each other and then everyone in the room starts arguing (I think there's 5 of us). I leave by the back door. I'm in my local village and both sides of the road are lined with severely damaged cars, damaged by other cars driven by people who are infected (I think). I start noticing that the people around me are acting strange, like they're feral. A man walks up to me (not feral) and touches my arm, he's lost and confused. He sees a woman and says "It's you. you've done this". Then there is darkness. We have fallen and he's landed on top of me (I can feel my breasts pressed to his chest) but it doesn't feel sexual. Then I am looking through his eyes (this is interchangeable, sometimes I'm in my head, sometimes in his). Through him I talk to one of his ancestors who tells him they've been searching for him to save them. There is some kind of war going on. Still as him, I'm riding on top of a cart, I jump from it and land on a horse. I slit it's throat. I then flash back to my friends house and I'm in one of my friends heads. She is locked in a closet, feeling confused and acting like the feral people I saw earlier. Someone enters the room and she's scared. Now I'm back behind the mans eyes (I see him as a warrior). Then back to myself. We see each other and feel connected. The war is over. Back to myself in my friends kitchen. I've grated too much cheese and everything is back to normal, no-one remembers anything apart from me and I'm confused. I can remember and I know it happened. I get up and leave through the back door. I want to find the warrior. I wake up.

A night or two ago I had this dream that I kissed this guy I had thought I had lost feelings for. It was sweet and even in the dream I felt like it was real and even woke up questioning the validity even though the rest of the dream was absurd. I had not fallen asleep thinking about him and actually have been doing great with my ex. The thing that gets me is this dream felt so real and amazing. We even acted perfectly like we would in real life which is also rare for me because my dreams normally just skip to the point. The whole thing happened because he tried to eat the last red jelly bean and we always goof off with each other. Another thing is I have had a recurring dream about the same guy for months and it is another one that I would swear is real and it is just different from my other dreams. It is like a lucid dream but one where I am awake and not to where I can control other people.

My relatives came over to help me move when suddenly a huge bright light appeared in the sky. The light broke up into a lot of stars that shot across the sky and formed a large antique golden key. Then the key broke up into the stars again and started to fall towards. Everyone got scared and we headed towards the van they came in to flee, but I remembered that my son, who was a baby at the time was playing on the street so I turned back. Everyone left without us. When I got to my son all the stars had fallen around him and had changed into golden eggs like what sunny-side eggs look like. The yokes were dark gold and the whites were pure gold as if without impurities. That was all of the dream.

Having had a few drinks one evening I had fallen asleep on Emma Hatton's sofa (no idea why) during the days when I had ridiculously long hair. Waking up in the morning, someone had shaved off all but one side leaving me with the king of all combovers. In my fury I naturally assumed Ben Holliday was to blame somehow and attacked him with a frying pan. Hordes of strangers start arriving at the house and Ming Dong helpfully cuts off the rest of my hair. For some reason bald me looks like Robert Loggia. I spend hours tracking down someone who can lead me to the person responsible. Eventually Laura Lemon agrees to show me to this persons house, but when we arrive we are at their wake and it turns out thy they have been dead for three days.

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