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I watched comfortably sitting on a rock, tall yellow grass, green shrubs, tall deep rooted and thick trees, as two tiger cubs chased playfully and drew blood from a goat. one cub would run to a hide in the green shrubs and they other, as if tagged in a Big Time wrestling match, would come out from the hidden spot to playfully, yet without remorse, plant its long teeth into the tiny goat. both the cubs were dripping with more blood than the tiny goat could have produced, I thought. I wondered where the mother was unafraid as I watched perched on the rock. I woke up either because I need to evacuate my kidney or because I didn't want to watch the goat killed.

Im in a large mountain house in a forest. its like a cabin and there are a lot of adults having a party on the first floor. They are all standing around in the kitchen and i'm standing in an empty living room close to the front door. When the front door is open it blocks the way of the stairs that are wooden and wind up to the second floor. i go up the stairs but instead of taking me to the second floor i'm suddenly in a large triangular shaped attic. the ceiling is dark but i can see there are boards missing from the floor. large gaps look down over the party of adults in the kitchen but it is similar to a one-way mirror in that they can't hear or see me but i can witness everything they are doing. i know that i have to walk across the middle floorboard to get to the two large doors opening outward. so i cross the skinny piece of wood and grab hold of the golden handles of the doors and push them open. outside the sky is black and there are glittering stars splattered across the sky. as i stand and look at the tops of pine trees framing the sky snow begins to fall. the snow is thick and cold and wet. it dissolves almost instantly on my skin. i can feel the icy cold but its a nice sensation and not painful.

I'm in the bedroom of my old house. its my first bedroom i can remember. the ceiling is slanted. the walls are painted a grey blue. there is a window in the middle of the wall across from my bed. i can see the crescent moon through the glass. it is dark outside but the moonlight lights up part of my room making the shadows of the trees outside dance across the far wall. through the thin white lace curtains the wind is blowing. i feel alone but peaceful. i can't see anyone. i have a feeling my mother is close by perhaps sleeping but i do not turn around to look. i'm standing before the window not a small child but a grown adult. it's quiet and i can see the haze around the edges of the moon.

The zombie apocalypse occurred. I was in the mountains, and I can't remember how the dream started. I was walking down Highway 131 at night, and there were people parked on the highway. They were all looters. One fat man was wearing a pig mask and a wifebeater. Anyone who had been bitten and killed was put in a plastic trash bags, and the looters were tearing the bags open to get to the people's wallets and other items of value. This was causing most of the looters to become infected. A woman that I don't know took me to a medical facility, where it looked like they were doing disease research. She tried to make me help, and I didn't want to. I protested. The next thing I remember was walking through the streets of downtown Denver. There was a large wall around downtown, and the city itself was secure. People were going about their regular daily lives. Anyone who fell ill or committed crimes were pushed out the front gate into infected territory. I watched a family push their coughing teenage daughter into infected land, and they were showing no signs of sadness or remorse.

I was captured by a crazy man who had an old indian friend who kept waving an old wooden staff. The younger crazy man was taking people and gouging their eyes out and trying to put them into other people's head to try to improve vision. I was stuck in a dark and wet stone room with another guy who was to get his eyes gouged out as well. He knew what was going to happen so when the old indian came, he took a rock and gouged his own eyes out. Then the indian came towards me to gouge my eyes out with his wooden staff. I fought back and managed to escape and ended up on a street. I tried to scream and shout to others what was happening but nobody would listen.

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