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I am so scared that I had this dream. It was absolutely terrifying. I am so horrified right now, and I beg you for your help. I dreamed that I was with my dad. We were driving somewhere far away, perhaps to another town, and I had never been there before. We pulled up at a school, and I remember seeing a chain link fence, and a scoreboard, like the ones they use for sports. I got out of the car, and I knew that he was going to wait there until I was finished with whatever I was doing. I found myself in a library, but it was dark and people were screaming. There was so much death, there was a group of a few people killing everyone in the library. I suddenly was with my younger brother, and a man who I didn't know, but was a friend because of these circumstances. They went to go get help, and I don't know if I was supposed to follow them, but I heard them murdered with a knife, and I heard a choking sound as they died. I was in shock, and I felt nothing but grief for them. And terror for my own life. So I curled up on one of the shelves and pretended to be dead. One of the killers found me, and began talking to another killer. She started rubbing her hands along my side, and I thought that it was useless of me to play dead, and that she knew I was faking. So I opened my eyes, feeling so much fear. Then I found myself bound and sitting on the floor in between the aisles of books. The killers were all around me doing various things, and I knew I was the only one alive. I could tell they were preparing to kill me. I started sobbing, as being tortured is one of my greatest fears. I cannot describe my horror and absolute desperate terror. But I had given up, and knew there was no way I was going to escape. I continued sobbing, and the killers all came to me and tried to comfort me, saying they were going to kill me quickly. I felt comforted by this, but still felt myself clinging to life. Yet I had resigned myself to my fate. I then found myself sitting on a beige mat, the kind you usually see in the wrestling arenas. I was still bound, and sitting watching a small tv with the killers. We were watching a tape of the leader of the killers, and I remember knowing that these killers were a vast organization that no one knew about. As we were watching, the leader, who was old but still lethal and fit, was sparring with other killers. He swung onto the bars they use for gymnastics, but miscalculated, and crashed to the floor, in a sitting position. Everything around him turned black, but you could see him still. It was as if I was standing behind him, not looking through a tv screen. I watched all of his bones explode out of his body, forced out by the impact of his hit to the floor, yet there was no blood. I fellt horror at what i was witnessing, and deep revulsion. I was back in the room with the killers watching the tv. I saw the woman who had first found me cover her mouth and let out a strangled sob at the leaders death. She then turned stone cold, all emotion fled her face, and she turned to the killer next to me and asked him if he could "finish the job" meaning to kill me. He nodded. I then found myself being led through a construction zone, somewhere in the back of the building. There was a bunch of grey metal scaffolding set up, an I could hear saws and see sparks coming from someone welding. I saw men in bright green hospital suits walking up and down the cold grey metal scaffolding. I saw a group of 4 thugs leading a man out. The thugs were skinny, but tough an obnoxious in a sadistic, mentally insane way. The man was in a white hospital gown, and I could see blood dripping down it from several places along his torso and back. I remember feeling so intensely betrayed, as my killers had promised me a quick death when it was plain that they were going to torture me as they had this man. He seemed to have found a renewed strength, for he was at the end of his rope, and did not care if he was tortured. He only cared about not dying a coward, and not complying to these men. He stood in the middle of this noise and scaffolding, his thugs calling him a dog and telling the "dog" to come or they would hurt him more. I could tell that he was making this distraction so I could escape, and so that he could die with honor. I felt confident and dangerous and emotionless. I just let determination take over me, and I turned into a machine with just one sole purpose: to escape. I broke free from my killers, and I remember running down a white hallway with many doors. Two of the men in the bright green tries to stop me, but I hit them both in the throat with my forearm, stunning them and kept on running. I could tell that there were more following me, but I got outside and knew I had some time. I knew that they would not venture out of the compound, and that I had bought some time. I remember finding my dad in the truck, and must have told him what happened. He and I both had that emotionless determination, me to escape this place, and he to protect me. I jumped in the car and crouched down as he began to drive out of the school. I remember more chain link fences, and many school children and cars waiting to pick them up. One of the guards was a killer, disguised as a school security guard. My dad knew what he truly was, and leaned out of the window and told him if he wanted the agent, to phone him in the car two cars behind us. I knew my dad was trying to throw him off our trail, and the killer seemed to understand what my dad said, and went to interrogate the other car. We sped out of there, and I remember wondering how my father knew to say that. I thanked him for staying for me and being there for me, and I felt our bond as father and daughter grow to such a strength. We arrived at home, and I found myself in our dining room. It had white walls and a small wood table and chairs. I remember talking to my mother and father about what happened, and felt the old terror returning, but also a safety and comfort that I had from being back with my family and out of that place. I think my sorrow and fear and horror and terror all exploded out if me, for I screamed something, and found myself sobbing without control into my couch. I felt anger and such a deep sorrow and fear. I remember holding a swimsuit top and sobbing into it, it was olive green and had tiny flower patterns drawn into it. I remember sobbing into it, and I felt my mother behind me stroking my back, trying to comfort me, and I remember thinking to myself, wondering I I would ever get past what I had seen and felt. I awoke with tears in my eyes. I am so shaken by this, I am pleading to you for your help. Please help me understand. Thank you so very much.

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I was in a nice 4 door pickup truck and was driving around manassas close to osbourne or somewhere by a school (I kinda recognized where we was it looked familiar but different) and somehow H was in the truck too. I stopped at mcdonalds and a white dude who knew me came up and was hugging me and we were talking. H was still in the truck, but eventually came out as soon as he asked me for my number as we were walking back to his car. H was standing there gritting on us while I bought a quick $50 bag from him and he said he was headed for kentucky but he took my number and said he would call me tomorrow and would gladly come back for me (I think he liked me!) so of course H is cussing me out in the truck as I was driving him somewhere (probably my apartment in the dream). I got pissed, pulled off the road at some store and told him you know what if you dont like it GTFO I was screaming at him...i drove into some gate with a dark road down it but something said turn around and leave and right as I did I saw a cop running towards the gate and the gate had closed as soon as I pulled outta there (whole time I had my 50 bag in my left hand in the door pocket LOL) so I turned around just to drive past H to see what he was doing- he was standing at a church with a baby in his hands and I yelled to him whos baby is that and he said Paul's...then he was calling for some girl stephanie to come help him....so since I saw he had people to help him I left...sparked up my bag and was headed towards home and woke up. There was also some small part where I was in an apartment and carlos and one of his friends were there but no C in sight...IDK what was up with that???

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I dreamed I was laying on a sofa by a big window. My brother was across from me. It was raining and some form of furniture (a daybed of some sort) was coming quickly towards the window but didn't penetrate it. Then I saw a plane flying very low side ways then it started to go up then came towards the building/home I was in and crashed on top. I didn't see any fire, maybe a few sparks. I told my brother to come on let's get out of here when I saw it coming. We made it out but then I said to him to call his son because his son's mom n other siblings were on the plane. My mom was waiting when we made it out the building. Very strange dream to say the least...

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First, I seem to be in a gymnasium, but I am at some sort of theater camp. We have some fun during the day, and I leave to do something. The bleachers are very steep, and when I come back, I fall down the bleachers, but end up okay. I don't feel too worried. We continue some more, and suddenly I am in this odd room that I can't really describe. Someone who doesn't seem to have any particular gender shows up and begins to talk about how every so many years "they" reset all reality and that all of us would basically cease to exist. During this I kept thinking "what if I don't want to cease to exist?" The dream never specified who exactly would do this all the previous times. There is a lot of stuff that I don't really remember after that. Later, still in that room, the person has this red device that is sort of T shaped. The stem of the T is a handle, and one of the other parts shoots sparks. It seems we are now in a void and the person is about to throw the device into the void. This will reset reality... And then I am holding it, and the person seems to be flying off into the void, and in order to catch him or her, I believe I must throw the device at him or her. I wake up then.

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