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My boyfriend and i were going to california for my boyfriend to get a tattoo on his right shoulder blade. We had to meet up with this girl for some reason. To get to her we had to jump off a very tall building. We held eachother and jumped, i could feel myself in the dream not being able to scream as i was falling, and i couldnt catch my breath, but we landed completlety safe. i dont remeber my boyfriend actually getting his tattoo. it just showed up on his body. We went back to the girls house we were trying to find. And i noticed that he had this beautifl toilet paper that had actauly flowers on it, i rememember commenting on how beautufil it was for some reason. I then remember asking my boyfriend where we were going to stay that night, he said here at the girls house. and i didnt want to. So the girls mom drove us back to NC in a matter of hours from California. Thats all i can remember

I was in a large building possibly an apartment complex with a group of people everywhere i looked there were people murdered and murdering others i realized that my only option was survival as the dream progressed i found myself killing others, my weapon of choice was a knife but i had a gun. i could hear the knife sinking into the flesh of those i killed i was killed at one point, by a chainsaw but came back as if nothing happened i woke after i drove my knife into someone\'s back as i slept i could feel my body shaking uncontrollably

I was in a large building, possibly an apartment complex, with a group of people. Everywhere I looked there were people murdered and murdering others. I realized that my only option was survival. As the dream progressed, I found myself killing others. My weapon of choice was a knife, but I had a gun as well. At one point, I realized that the gun didn't work, I could hear the knife sinking into the flesh of those I killed. I was killed at one point, but came back as if nothing happened. I woke after I drove my knife into someone's back. As I slept, I could feel my body shaking uncontrollably.

I'm using public transportation when all of the sudden one of my shoes falls off my foot. Someone offers to pick it up for me but when they try to reach for the shoe it gets off the bus. I go ask the driver to let me out but he is accelerating. After a few blocks the bus stops and I get out. On the street I run back to pick up my shoe, when I see it I try to get it but it's in the middle of the road and cars are coming. When the opportunity comes I run to get it and then walk back to the side walk where I sit to tie my shoes. Next thing I'm in a room and a couple of women are there. They tell me something as I finish tying my shoes; I cross the laces around my ankles to make sure they won't fall off again. Once again on the street I take off running towards the direction where I got off of the bus but after a few steps I feel my shoes are loose so I stop to rearrange them. I come up with the idea of putting paper inside them so they hold still. I sit outside a business to fix my shoes when all of the sudden I see a friend I haven't seen in a long time. He is wearing dark pants and a jacket, he looks casual not the way I ever saw him. He gets out of view when I hear someone calling me from behind. They ask me to pull down a business door. I look up at the door and realize I can't reach it. I jump to try to try to reach the door but I can't make it. My friends shows up again and this time he is wearing a dark suit. He makes a signal to me and this time I see the door is within my reach, I grabbed it and pull it down. We're on the street again. I ask my what has happened to him as no one knows about his whereabouts. Hesitant I tell me friend I thought he was dead to which he replies he is indeed. He tells me something and all I can remember is he mentions something that came in threes. Then I woke up.

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