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I saw my dead father appear in my kitchen. He had a zombie look to his face. He was speaking sort of babbling and then he would laugh. He walked up to me and extended his hand out to me. I touched his hand, just at the fingertips. His fingers were wet He smiled at me and looked directly at me looking sort of embarrassed and he laughed. Then he stepped back to the corner again and started talking, but I couldn't understand the words. He would laugh and then say something again. Then he just disappeared.

I was driving and freaking out because I was going to be late. I took a while to find a parking spot when I got there but immediately after I park the entire setting changed. There were no more cars other than mine and the building was no longer tall and shining, but intead dark and creepy. A tall boy with short but shaggy blonde hair was standing there in a grey hoodie and some jeans. He held is hand out for me and told me to hurry up. I grabbed his hand and ran with him into the building. When I got in there I started to feel extremely hesitate and I had a bad feeling, but he tried to reassure me about it all. We sat on a couch in a dark room and talked. Then a lady came there and started telling us we needed to hurry and leave. He refused and I got scared again. Then the girl disappeared. I looked to my left and saw this giant, lumming, black figure with a white mask appear with a screeching sound. Me and the boy ran out of the building. Millions of cars and people appeared to be running away from the creature too. Soon I saw the boy realise my hand and jump into a car. He called out for me but someone else got in the car and there was no more room. The doors locked and I watched as he pressed his hand onto the window and looked at me with fear and sadness. I turned around and continued to run, fighting back the tears. I ran into a couple of people and tripped once nearly falling to the ground only to catch myself at the last minute. I saw this one girl fall and struggle to get back up with all the people running around. I ran to her, grabbed her hand, and started to run with her. We soon made it to a car as a mother put two children into the back of the van. We asked if we could ride with her. She said yes and hurriedly let us in before locking the doors and taking off. The car soon came to a stop while on a bridge and I saw the figure appear outside the window. I heard a scream and I bent over and cover my head with my hands as I closed my eyes tightly. I looked up and saw the kids were gone and the girl was in the position I was moments ago. The figure soon appeared again and hovered over the girl. It completely covered her, and in a swirl of black, disappeared. I then covered my head again and tightly closing my eyes as I felt a tear slip out.

It was the last day of school and our last lesson was science. When I got to the science floor I noticed than I saw a radioactive team clearing some mess. Me and my friend looked at each other confused. We were then denied entrance to our science class and shown to a new one. A wicked lady was in my new science class and as I came in she tripped me up causing me to twist my ankle. I had to go to the ground floor in the lift because I could no longer walk. When me and my friend reached the lift we realised that two of our friends were already in it so we went in with them. The lift went down fast to the bottom and open its door to a floor covered in corpses. We shut the door and pressed the alarm button and we got out of the lift in ten minutes.

I was on the side of a rode where there was a car upside down burning. My mother and father were standing next to it. I saw my aunt which was really nice came to pick me up from the scene took me to my house. She was emotionless. When we entered the drive way the garage door was open and I saw my big bother in the garage fixing his bike.In his hand was a wrench. My aunt and I entered the house but reversed and we left the house going into my aunt's car. Leaving my brother. When we parked i saw she had taken me to a funeral house. When i entered the place i noticed i had in my hand the exact same wrench my older brother had in his hand. I went to a room where there was a lot of people wearing black clothes. I saw there was a black casket and a bunch of flowers around it. I went to the casket to see my older brother which was at the garage was now in the casket. His eyes were closed and his hand folded on to each other. Tears started to stream down my eyes. I placed the wrench i was holding under his hands. My two cousin, girl and a boy, stood next to me looking down at my brother. I turned around the opposite way of the casket and in the distance i saw my brother laughing and throwing his hands in the air. I smiled at him. I looked back at the casket and there was my brother still laying in it. I turned the opposite way of the casket again and there was my brother standing there laughing and pointing. Apparently i was the only one who noticed my brother. then people started to surround the casket. Then when looked back at the casket my brother was laying in was closed. I started to cry again. Tears falling from my eyes in a pattern. The left eye then the right. Then they placed the casket in a wall, and sealed it shut. I rubbed my eyes and when i removed my hands from rubbing my eyes I was back at my house with my two cousins and a male friend of mine. They all were laughing sitting around a table. I started to laugh with them too. But there was no siting of my brother.

I was flying on a plane to china or japan or some asian nation like that. I was the only one who didn't speak the language. Anyway, during the flight, I was trying to trim my nails only to find out that my trimmer's were dull and not working. The asian lady sitting next to me pulled out hers and started doing it for me. I didn't feel any pain, but when I looked down, my nails were not trimmed, but completely gone, and I was bleeding everywhere. The plane landed, I didn't know why i was there or where I was going, the same asian lady just kept motioning to me to follow her. She told me to leave my luggage, which I was upset about, but did so, and started following her. She took me down all these weird side streets and alley's at which point I started getting very scared and felt like something very evil was happening, so I managed to wake myself up out of the dream.

I was at work and noticed that I had a hair coming out of my palm on both my left and right hand. After looking at it for a while I started pulling it on both hands and the hair just kept coming out till it was about 10 cm long. Then from my index finger on both hands what i can only describe as a expendable antenna came out of the tips of my finer piercing through the skin. I started to panic and ran to what I thought was the doctors but somehow ended up home. I was with my parent's and Sister and when i tried to show them the Antenna looking thing ( Which by the way was pure white like it was made from bone) had retracted and I had small holes in the tips of my index fingers on both hands. I was examining the hole and held it up to the light and when I did so it looked ad if there were small tentacle looking things trying to reach for the light . When I moved it away from the light they would retract ever so slightly ( these were tiny and again white ) After this the skin on my hand slowly started to part and I was panicking but everyone around me was still and seemed as if what was happening to me was normal. As the skins fell away it exposed what should have been bones and muscle ect... but instead it was like my hands were made of small living white vines is what I would describe them as in the shape of a hand and hat the palm of where I made should have been was what looked like a white blossoming flower... again this appeared to be alive. After staring at my hands for a while what looked like skin started to regrow over the top of them but not in a normal skin colour ... kind of yellowish green colour. This is when the first words were said to me in the dream in which my mum said that this is going to sting. At that I felt that my hands started to tingle but then she said but it will be worse for your head. At that I woke up. I've not been able to really stop thinking about this dream since I had it and its still very clear in my head. Curious to know what this means and any help would be appreciated. Many Thanks

In a group of friends when one of the friends got a message to say there was another group after us all we all ran in different directions when i got back to my friends house i waited for her daughter to come in before locking the front door. there was a knock at the door so before i answered it i looked to see who it was i thought i recognised the person but still put the chain on the door. when i opened the door there were two angry men with a snarling dog the one man was shouting questions at me

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