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I dreamed that my dad came home with blood all over the top of his head and he walked in with a stranger. The stranger commented that my dad was missing his shirt, undershirt and shorts. I saw my dad wearing a dress shirt and his pants and could not see whether he was wearing the other clothes. In an instant the dress shirt disappeared and there was blood on his chest. The stranger said that my dad had been hit with a steel pipe and that he had been robbed. I noticed that my dad's diamond ring was missing, his gold cross and gold watch were also missing but he was wearing several women's rings. One ring had red corral and the other ring was oval with turquoise. The stranger made me feel uncomfortable and I questioned him about how he knew that my dad had been robbed. I asked him to leave and he did not move. I went downstairs and got the shotgun and noticed through the glass french doors that there were others outside waiting. I went upstairs and pointed the gun at the man and managed to get him out the door. The dog started barkly loudly at my ear and I woke up.

I am in a really large house with glass windows and beautiful paintings. The kitchen had a chef and there were two islands where one of my friends Matthew was sitting. I went up to talk to him and my mom came just after, he asked her whether or not he could have a drink and she said yes and I said no jokingly. She yelled at me and told me that I was being disrespectful. Matthew and I then sitting on two white chairs with our laptops. He goes to the washroom and an indian boy around my age comes upstairs and puts a knife to the back of neck and tells me to get up. He says “this is for the best” and lights a match and puts it on the ground. He forces me to walk down the stairs into the basement, ties me to a chair and turns of all the lights. I say “hello” over and over again but no one replies. Eventually I try to get up but he puts what I think is a needle up against my neck. I begin crying. I then hear a boy screaming loudly (who I assume to be Matthew) and hear the roaring of a fire. I scream loudly trying to allow someone to hear me in which time the young indian boy sticks me with the needle.

Saw my self back at my first job with the exact same settings. Continued on to see a move from my house to an apartment then looking out the back window heard a loud rumble and saw a gang walking down the street and coming from behind were two huge snarling dogs (looked like pugs on steroids) that jumped on and off the roof then a few moments later looking out the front window saw two beautiful macaws that were squawking as they were trying to fly away but looked like they had fishing wire attached to their legs as if being reeled in and in my gut I felt like they were food for the dogs.

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