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Last night I dreamed that my fiance (currently in prison) was just released from prison and that we were back in high school (we did not go to high school together in real life) and that the schools foundation was being attacked, by what I don't remember maybe demons or and earth quake, and the school staff was keeping us in the school for our saftey. Which is weird since the school was slowly falling apart on top of all of us. So I took it upon myself to grab our stuff and run to my car, I threw our stuff in and ran back to get my fiance when I went to find him people told me that he had ran off and left with his ex girlfriend . I started getting really upset....

I'm at a big club-type party with my best friend K. The party is an event that's going through town, not one of the local clubs. It's in a western-style building with an L-shaped staircase. Most of the party is on the main level, I don't go upstairs. A dark-haired man catches my eye through a crowd. Later, that same man has me pinned to the floor and is attacking me violently. I'm terrified and confused, as I don't understand the reason for the attack but I know it's me specifically he's after. Later, I'm walking up a large, broad, off-white marble staircase with K, leading to a patio-type area on the front of a building. It reminds me of something I've seen in movies, there's definitely nothing like it in the city where I live. On the patio area there are tables, also off-white marble. We are going to an art class, and I am looking forward to it. There is modeling clay on the tables, but we have cameras and are going off to take photos. I have my ex- boyfriend 's camera (that I used to borrow when he got a better one and was teaching me photography). He is there and sees me with the camera, but we don't interact. Later, I go back to where the party was with K to look for clues, possibly as to a reason for the attack. I'm feeling traumatised. I'm terrified and upset and wondering if I will ever feel normal again after being attacked. I recall wondering if it's anything like what my friend felt after being sexually assaulted. At some point as we look around the club, I am descending the L-shaped staircase after finding nothing upstairs. We go into a small room to look around. The room is well-lit with natural light and is all painted off-white. There is a table in the middle. The room is familiar somehow. As we're looking through the room, the teacher from our art class walks by. We don't think anything of it until we go to leave the room and find that the door is locked from the outside. It's an old door, painted off-white like the rest of the room. The top half of the door contains a large, undivided window. A boy about our age who has been in the room the whole time but only comes to my attention now breaks the window and suggests we climb out through it. Only the lower half of the window breaks. K looks at him like he's stupid, reaches through the broken window and unlocks the door. I woke up shaking violently and afraid to go back to sleep. All through the dream I was terrified and felt like I was in danger. Extreme paranoia throughout.

I had a dream earth was attacked by aliens and we were in an apocalyptic world at my work. I ended up with my cellphone and was called by my wife but i didn't answer. I asked the people who were there if a girl named vanessa was there with two kids and they said yes and proceeded to tell me how she slept with all the guys there. I found her not far from there an her and the kids were dirty in a opened up house trashed with debree and she was pregnant she tried to get me to stay but i wouldnt when i got back i was told the real story how she was raped buy this guy who was still there so i started hitting him and stated him and i felt so bad for vanessa then i woke up worried to death about them. The reaelest dream ever.

I was riding on a cargo freight train through a war-torn area, along with many others. The train was moving so slow that donkeys caring bags and suitcases could walk alongside us at matched speed. We were attacked by guerillas and those on the train with me began fighting back, shooting and pushing those attackers off that tried to jump on the train. I became overwhelmed and felt as if I didn't have the energy to keep fighting. Everything went into slow-motion, and I realized that our attackers are not carrying any weapons and are mere children (ages 10-20). In the trenches alongside the train, I see hundreds of corpses on top of corpses (as if these children were victims of a mass homicide and thrown by the train tracks). I started yelling for everyone to stop fighting these children, but they looked at me as if I were crazy, pushed me to the side, and kept battling. I jumped off the slow-moving train and saw a survivor in the trenches. Upon leaning down to help what appeared to be a severely wounded, malnourished boy of 10-13yrs, I reached to support his head and was startled at the touch of the pus and blood spilling wounds he had. As I was startled, I drew my hand back and his head fell off--only the skin had already grown over this wound, and now I had what was then a badly decomposed body in front of me. Convinced he was alive a moment before, I looked over at his head and was terrified to see that his eyes could still blink and look around--and that his mouth was still moving as if trying to moan. I tried to back up, stand up, anything to get away, but kept slipping on the other corpses. Then this boy's body attempted to stand up. I was terrified beyond belief and finally gained enough ground to stand and run. I looked back and saw his body standing, headless, and with very jerking movements, begin to walk...

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