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I went to sleep. i found my self in a hall as a firefighter during halloween we marched all over the building and all of the sudden the decorations change to christmas decorations an I am no longer a firefighter. i have short brown hair an am in a pettie coat. its snowing outside and i am still in the building. i walk through some doors and all of the sudden i am in a chappel. the walls are grey and there are 2 foutains and 1 water fall. the room is huge. there are grey stain glass widows and all of the suddens i change back to blonde and my clothes become a gown. there are others wondering around here. I wonder for alwhile and the a catholic preist shows up he is in a white robe and gold coller he speaks to me. he says that this place is my sacturary and it will become what ever i want it to be. all of the sudden i invision trees and they pop up around the foutins. he walks with me for awhile and starts to talk. he tells me that it is not my time to go. and that i have too much still to do on earth before i can go home. and then i wake up

Me and at least 20 different people were running from lots of different evil creatures trying to kill us. Every time one of us killed a creature, a new, scarier one appeared. Another girl and I were running in a huge building. We got into an elevator and went to the 6th floor. The 6th floor was only a small cramped hiding space without windows. We got in and hid. All of the sudden spikes came from every wall and crushed us to death. The spikes continuously crushed and stabbed us. As soon as the first spike went through me, I was no longer in my own body. I watched myself die. Then I watched everyone else die while I just sat on a hill with the other girl I died with. Then we got our dead, grizzly bodies and carried them away on a stretcher.

I'm in one of the rooms at the art building, and its a sort of circle of people, and a talk of religion. I wear a purple burqa (like Afghanistan) with only my eyes showing, everything else covered. and the older man is tell me to walk around in the middle of the circle and look into the eyes of everyone. And for them to look back at me. Kim is one of the people sitting down. I do so, and the man takes pictures of me. the veil slips a little and parts of my face show at times, like my nose and lips, but I lift it back up.

I was walking barefoot in some slummy area of a big city with high rises all around me. The next moment I was in this building. I dreamed that I was in an opulent men's bathroom. It had beige-ish coloured marble floors and walls. Big mirrors all around. There were 7 basins. At each basin was a Jewish man. They were all dressed in black suites, white shirts, black hats and very bright blue shawls. Each basin had an arrangement of soaps and candles. All in white. I wanted to wash my hands in the 7th person's basin, but he refused. He told me to wash my hands in another big boxy basin. I refused. It appeared that they were preparing for some sort of ritual.

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