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I was in the throes of a terrible dream this morning. I dreamt that I woke up as normal, and was getting ready to make my wife's omelet when I heard a sounding of dripping water. It turned into running water coming out of the ceiling light sockets. At that exact moment I realized in horror that my wife was in the shower, and I ran down the hall to see if she was alright. When I rounded the corner to her bathroom I see the lights are already burnt out, and she is standing there in a painful rictus with a blue nimbus of electricity running through her body. Of course, in normal dream-like fashion, this was all pretty much slow-motion. So, I had time to tick off several things in my mind: 1) She was reaching out to me in a panic 2) I did not have anything to knock her out of the tub 3) From my training at an electric company I knew she was pretty much a goner 4) I was filled with a great sadness that we would no longer get to live our lives together

I'm with my mother in my old apartment and we are having a chat in her bedroom. I go to the living which is dark except for a Christmas that is lit in the corner of the room. I sit in a comfy arm chair and in front of me is the corpse of my dead father lying as he did in his coffin but on a chaise lounge. I'm singing to him, a song I can't remember, and then I see the top half of his body slide off the chaise and onto the floor. I scream but I have no voice. My mother comes running in and she pushes me out of the living room and into the kitchen. She then goes back and repositions my father on the lounge. As she walks towards me I can see that my father is trying to move and flip flops on to his stomach sliding off the chaise and back onto the floor. We run into the living room and my mother tells me to grab a pen and to ram it under the backside of his skull to render him dead again. I do so, but it doesn't work. There's a table in the middle of the room that I run around to the other side of and there my father raises his upper body up like a walrus. My mother hands me a pair of huge scissors and tells me to cut off his head. I go to do just that but I stop when I saw the look on my father's face. He looks scared and confused. Very much lost. His eyes are black but that's because the eye caps they put in when he was being prepared for burial where dark. Part of it was popping out. I wake up yelling and was very scared to go back to sleep.

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