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At a job, walking down a street. There is a house that I am passing that I know needs a new government permit. as I walk past it, I see the inspector driving up, parking his car, and walk towards the house. he knocks on the door but no one answers. as I walk by, I notice the homeowner in the back garage with a small tractor working pushing dirt to level it. Its not suppose to be a good permit. they are trying to get him for something.then I get next door, its a small business. receptionists is not at desk, I walk in to get my paperwork amended. this paperwork is an amended form for a recently put in form. I walk in, some workers at desks. I go into one corner that's very cramped. Ia worker comes over and signs my form. I get the pink copy and he gives it to me. I leave, notice two mothers with children in hallway leading to outdoor. they have toddlers who are playing and making some noise. through another door. I leave, notice that the front reception area is cluttered but not used and there are 2 empty decks. I notice cluttered paperwork hung on the wall and a calender. I walk out walk back down the street past stores back to my place of work. I am older, remind me of my grandfather. I see that I now have a car that the body of the car was customized. it is dark blue

I seem to be in a city, mind says dc, going to college. Swimming, bored. So I decide to go buy some weed. Hook up with some black dudes i had gone through before. Meet in strange graffiti out sub terrain tunnel. There is 2 of them. Other people everywhere. Get the weed, shake hands. I'm sitting on a bench and 3 more black dudes charge down the stairs. Big chrome guns catch my eye immidiately. They say, you know why we're here, to the dealers. Dead silence. They say get on the ground. I can't tell if they are talking to everyone in general or my 2 black dealers. Im becoming worried that they may think I am with them. Everybody in the tunnel lays down. I was the last to do so, very slowly, onto my side. Head towards the wall, feet towards them and slightly tucked under the bench I was sitting on. The first shot rings out, I can't see anything but I can feel sharp fragments hitting me.  Concrete?bone? Bullet? Not sure. Another shot rings out, and another. In total 12 shots ring out, all with an unnerving 2-3 second gap between them. No one screamed, nothing. I could feel the fragments and shock wave of each shot. Just the shots echoed in the tunnel. Then dead silence. I wait maybe 10 seconds before getting up. Everybody is still laying down on the ground. They only shot the 2 dealers. I exit up the stairs and into the street, holding back tears. There is a hippy girl sitting out side what I thought was the court house, or some other government building. I give her the weed.   "here" "Thank you!" "it's not worth it" I speed walk back to my college place. Go straight to the pool and jump in , letting myself float to the bottom for a long time. I ponder taking a big breath of water, but don't. I keep thinking someone is going to fish me put, but they just stand over the side and watch me. I get out of the pool and seek counsel in juniors girlfriend , who is not his girl in real life. We talk about how Scotty is in jail over herb. When josh comes in I hide my emotions and crack jokes. I wake up sweating and unnerved.

The zombie apocalypse has happened overnight, i have myy boyfriend and father with me. i'm smart enough to have both a gun (9mm to be exact) and a bow knife. my dad's friend/employer (exists in the waking world) brought him an assault rifle, dad was nervous about having it. i don't have much else in my pack. we take shelter in my dad's appartment (doesn't actually exist in the waking world) but my boyfriend and i were so curious we went out to do some exploring. it being so early in the apocalypse, there weren't many of the undead, just enough to worry me. we didn't pick up any supplies and almost got attacked but someone else became zombie bait. we stop on a farm and watch a small herd of zombies get napalmed via the government. we trekked back to my dad's appartment which was worse than when we'd left. i did some nervous walking around in the building and stumbled upon a large room of survivors amongst them my aunt and cousin. i was crying with joy when i realized i didn't have either of my weapons on me. i went upstairs and checked my bag but no luck there either. night is falling and i fear how i'm going to protect my family, i'm acutely aware of how vulnerable we are, especially with the group of survivors downstairs. then i wake up with the residue of bad dream on my tongue.

In my dream, my boyfriend and I were watching a movie at my house on a Sunday night when we heard weird noises coming from outside. I told him it sounded like someone was going in and out of a car a million times. He went to look outside and I told him not to because it could be a robber or something. He checked anyway and said he didn’t see anything so he opened the door. When he opened it, my grandpa was standing outside. We asked him why he was here and why he didn’t just come in and he said he only came to remind me about my government test. After that, I woke up, stressing about that test.

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