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A high point. Maybe a skyscraper. A room. Spacious. Four people in. Sandy is one of them and three more strangers. We can't really see their faces. Faces and voices are blurry. Sandy is watching them from the distance. The strangers are about to toss out one of them from the window. Sandy tries to discourage them not to do that but the strangers don't pay attention to her. Suddenly the stranger succeeds to toss him out from the window and he falls. There is nothing but a swimming pool below the skyscraper with a bunch of rocks in the middle of it. The falling person doesn't fall into the water but on the rocks, then he rolls down to the water and his blood dye the water red around him.

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Okay so I was babysitting this little boy & his little sister. the boy was 5 & the girl was 3. well it was me, mykenzie & Michael. & like 2 guy friends of mine show up at the front door & they're like we just got jumped, they're after us. I looked over & saw like 20 guys & I was like oh hell no, I have kids in here; they're going to bust my windows in & everything. & so I ran inside & hid the kids & locked the door. I looked outside & they were getting jumped & they were shooting guns at my house. blah blah blah. well eventually the cops cleared everything out. & I was walking the street with the kids. & I got a phone call & they were like you're next. & I turned around & there was a line of guys on dirt bikes & four wheelers. & stuff. & I ran with the kids & took them to a neighbors house. & i took this car & drove as far away as possible. & then I got thrown into this museum thing. & they found me. I ran. & found some kid & he looked exactly like Dylan. & I stopped. & I was like can I hug you? & he was like yeah. so I hugged him. & then I continued to run. I got back in the car & drove back to the neighbors. they broke in & took the little girl but couldn't find the boy. & they killed the old lady. & then they found me again. & then they all jumped me & started trying to slice my throat & at that time I woke up.

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It was in an insane asylum, but they were all in cubicles. I think I was being given a tour. One really small girl with dark hair cut in a bob was floating through the air and into the third cubicle on the right. In the first cubicle there was a normal looking boy, probably a teenager. In the second there was a man, who said "Wow, it's like she's an angel," in awe, talking about the girl floating through the air. The boy in the first cubicle began screaming, I think he was a compulsive liar, and saying that she was an angel. He leaned over and looked in her cubical. She was typing in her information, and the boy became very angry that she wouldn't type that she was an angel. He began to yell and scream at her and call her names. She lunged over the cubicles and in the corridor, she attacked the boy. She bit of chunks of him. He got huge wounds that had giant worms coming out of them, but they were like fingers that were pulling on his wounds to hurt him more. The guide appeared and told me to ignore them and keep moving. We went past all the cubicles, to the back of the building. The space was big and open and then the guide said there would be cages, and cages appeared. He said they were big enough to hold nine people. Then he put me inside, and I just thought about how I would be able to survive when everyone else got there. It would not be easy. I wanted all my cell mates to like me. I didn't know how to make them.

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