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I was at a doctor's office waiting for my appointment with a psychiatrist when I ran into my close friend Zach. Zach and I began talking and he told me he was there to see the same psychiatrist. Then all the sudden I started crying. Zach gave me a hug and comforted me. Then our friend Jana showed up. She was dying and nobody knew why. Zach and I wandered through the hospital and investigated, determined to figure out what was wrong with Jana. We eventually found out that someone had stolen her kidney and given it to a little girl. We figured this out just as Jana passed out on the floor and we were able to save her in time.

For instance, last night I dreamt I was Katniss Everdeen trying to lead a rebellion, but no one knew what I looked like. Before I could escape, the city I was in forced everyone onto a boat (why? I am the wrong person to ask). In order to hide my identity and leave at an appropriate moment, I allowed myself to be captured and herded with the others. Since I was captured willingly, I wasn't imprisoned like the others. Finally, as the time arose for me to make my escape, I realized first I had to find Batman. Then of course, when I went to the room where all the prisoners were sleeping, everyone happened to be dressed either as Spiderman or Batman - so it took me a while to find the real one. He wanted to keep his costume on because if people found out Bruce Wayne was on the boat, people would figure out his identity.

I was running towards something in a crowded noisy room of women when I knocked a paintbrush out of an elderly woman's hands. The other women around stopped and became still and silent, and I felt the tension. I knew something was horribly wrong. When I turned to the elderly woman to express my apologies, her eyes started to become more and more bloodshot until all of her eyes were blood red and I could feel, what I can only describe to be, pure evil pulsing from her to me. Then I woke up.

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