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I am so scared that I had this dream. It was absolutely terrifying. I am so horrified right now, and I beg you for your help. I dreamed that I was with my dad. We were driving somewhere far away, perhaps to another town, and I had never been there before. We pulled up at a school, and I remember seeing a chain link fence, and a scoreboard, like the ones they use for sports. I got out of the car, and I knew that he was going to wait there until I was finished with whatever I was doing. I found myself in a library, but it was dark and people were screaming. There was so much death, there was a group of a few people killing everyone in the library. I suddenly was with my younger brother, and a man who I didn't know, but was a friend because of these circumstances. They went to go get help, and I don't know if I was supposed to follow them, but I heard them murdered with a knife, and I heard a choking sound as they died. I was in shock, and I felt nothing but grief for them. And terror for my own life. So I curled up on one of the shelves and pretended to be dead. One of the killers found me, and began talking to another killer. She started rubbing her hands along my side, and I thought that it was useless of me to play dead, and that she knew I was faking. So I opened my eyes, feeling so much fear. Then I found myself bound and sitting on the floor in between the aisles of books. The killers were all around me doing various things, and I knew I was the only one alive. I could tell they were preparing to kill me. I started sobbing, as being tortured is one of my greatest fears. I cannot describe my horror and absolute desperate terror. But I had given up, and knew there was no way I was going to escape. I continued sobbing, and the killers all came to me and tried to comfort me, saying they were going to kill me quickly. I felt comforted by this, but still felt myself clinging to life. Yet I had resigned myself to my fate. I then found myself sitting on a beige mat, the kind you usually see in the wrestling arenas. I was still bound, and sitting watching a small tv with the killers. We were watching a tape of the leader of the killers, and I remember knowing that these killers were a vast organization that no one knew about. As we were watching, the leader, who was old but still lethal and fit, was sparring with other killers. He swung onto the bars they use for gymnastics, but miscalculated, and crashed to the floor, in a sitting position. Everything around him turned black, but you could see him still. It was as if I was standing behind him, not looking through a tv screen. I watched all of his bones explode out of his body, forced out by the impact of his hit to the floor, yet there was no blood. I fellt horror at what i was witnessing, and deep revulsion. I was back in the room with the killers watching the tv. I saw the woman who had first found me cover her mouth and let out a strangled sob at the leaders death. She then turned stone cold, all emotion fled her face, and she turned to the killer next to me and asked him if he could "finish the job" meaning to kill me. He nodded. I then found myself being led through a construction zone, somewhere in the back of the building. There was a bunch of grey metal scaffolding set up, an I could hear saws and see sparks coming from someone welding. I saw men in bright green hospital suits walking up and down the cold grey metal scaffolding. I saw a group of 4 thugs leading a man out. The thugs were skinny, but tough an obnoxious in a sadistic, mentally insane way. The man was in a white hospital gown, and I could see blood dripping down it from several places along his torso and back. I remember feeling so intensely betrayed, as my killers had promised me a quick death when it was plain that they were going to torture me as they had this man. He seemed to have found a renewed strength, for he was at the end of his rope, and did not care if he was tortured. He only cared about not dying a coward, and not complying to these men. He stood in the middle of this noise and scaffolding, his thugs calling him a dog and telling the "dog" to come or they would hurt him more. I could tell that he was making this distraction so I could escape, and so that he could die with honor. I felt confident and dangerous and emotionless. I just let determination take over me, and I turned into a machine with just one sole purpose: to escape. I broke free from my killers, and I remember running down a white hallway with many doors. Two of the men in the bright green tries to stop me, but I hit them both in the throat with my forearm, stunning them and kept on running. I could tell that there were more following me, but I got outside and knew I had some time. I knew that they would not venture out of the compound, and that I had bought some time. I remember finding my dad in the truck, and must have told him what happened. He and I both had that emotionless determination, me to escape this place, and he to protect me. I jumped in the car and crouched down as he began to drive out of the school. I remember more chain link fences, and many school children and cars waiting to pick them up. One of the guards was a killer, disguised as a school security guard. My dad knew what he truly was, and leaned out of the window and told him if he wanted the agent, to phone him in the car two cars behind us. I knew my dad was trying to throw him off our trail, and the killer seemed to understand what my dad said, and went to interrogate the other car. We sped out of there, and I remember wondering how my father knew to say that. I thanked him for staying for me and being there for me, and I felt our bond as father and daughter grow to such a strength. We arrived at home, and I found myself in our dining room. It had white walls and a small wood table and chairs. I remember talking to my mother and father about what happened, and felt the old terror returning, but also a safety and comfort that I had from being back with my family and out of that place. I think my sorrow and fear and horror and terror all exploded out if me, for I screamed something, and found myself sobbing without control into my couch. I felt anger and such a deep sorrow and fear. I remember holding a swimsuit top and sobbing into it, it was olive green and had tiny flower patterns drawn into it. I remember sobbing into it, and I felt my mother behind me stroking my back, trying to comfort me, and I remember thinking to myself, wondering I I would ever get past what I had seen and felt. I awoke with tears in my eyes. I am so shaken by this, I am pleading to you for your help. Please help me understand. Thank you so very much.

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I got robbed and went after the guy. He gave me my purse and laptop back and kept my wallet. I confronted hi about it and he gave it back then tried to stab me. I went back into my job and they were remodeling I took stairs to the bathroom and cod not find my way back. Every staircase I went down was misfires and slanted there were 3 light tunnels to the right and one dark one to the left. I.found someone and asked them for help they led me there a very narrow tunnel

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In the beginning, my crush Sydd and I were watching a play. In the play, there was a guy trying to pt bars across a fireplace. The fireplace and the man started spinning slowly and by the time it stopped, there were not only bars around the fireplace, but ice sticking out between the bars. Then, all of a sudden, Sydd and I were in a room. It was a room I've dreamed about before. It had double doors that were obviously pushed open and it was storming outside. The funny thing is that the doors were actually like a window, about 2 or 3 feet off the floor with a small but wide set of stairs that led up to it. I went over to shut the doors but when I reached out to grab them, the storm turned into a room full of glass cases, the kind you would normally see jewelry in at a jewelry store. There was nothing in the cases, but there were naked, plastic baby dolls on top of them, standing, sitting, or laying on little stands. All of them were facing the door. I suddenly grew very afraid and walked up the staircase to go back into the room I was in before, only to look back at the babydoll room and find that it was storming again. Curiously I walked back to the door/window frame, only to find that it was the baby doll room again. This time, Sydd was in the room, so I felt a little safer but was still uneasy. Suddenly Sydd made the comment "The tree has crumbly leaves, which means there was a fire." I turned to look at said tree, and there's when I first realized there were two trees on either side of the doorway of the babydoll room. Automatically in fear, I left the room again, Sydd staying behind. When I felt more secure, I lookd back at the doors to see that there was now a yellow curtain with small, purple flowers embroidered on it, blocking the room, but I could still hear the thunder and rain coming from behind it. And just like the dream I had years ago about the same place, the doors were now doors you had to pull open... In the dream I had years ago, though, Sydd was not in it because I didn't know him at the time I guess....and I was unable to open the door/window at all. Yet in this dream, the door/window was open on its own, and Sydd was by my side.... I woke up from the above dream, and went back to sleep shortly after only to have a dream again that took place in the same exact mansion discussed above. I've NEVER had a continuing dream in my life....but this time I was taking a bath in a small tub, and I could hear Sydd's voice talking but I couldn't understand what he was saying....I could also SEE him standing a few feet away, far enough for him not to see me, but for me to see him.

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My dream began at school. I was in fourth hour Geometry, and I was taking a test. It was really bright and that is what led me to realize I was dreaming. I got mad that I was having such a boring dream that I decided I was going to take control and skip the class. I got up and walked toward the door, not heeding to the many voices telling me not to go and to sit down. I walked down the stairs and made it to the parking lot across the school. Outside it was dark, the complete opposite of Delph’s classroom. I walked through the parking lot that was full of students. The only people I talked to were Jaxson and Trey, who I just waved hi to. Then I started running. I don’t know why, but I had to run. I ran into a shop that reminded me of a magic shop. It was full of weird things. The farther back you go the more stuff there was. I talked to the owner at the cash register and looked at some music albums. Then I head a voice. It was a guy’s voice, but I didn’t recognize it. It came from the wall of carpets. It sounded frantic, like his life depended on me finding him. I investigated and ended up running through all the curtains trying to catch up to the person saying my name. I woke up before I could find him.

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I had to get across a huge gap that led to rocky waters. I failed the jump the first time but I didn't know about the gap at that point. Every time I hit the water, it was like a restart. A check point like in a video game. There was train tracks but I couldn't take them because each time I walked passed there, Nazis were on the tracks. Modern day Nazis. I didn't see a flag or anything but I just knew so I would jump in the water to end up on the other side. One time, I jumped and they found me but because they thought I was dead, they let me go and I restarted on ground again. the second time, I jumped, was knocked unconscious and when I woke up, the Nazis were around me. I couldn't hold my breath any more and I moved. They took me hostage, my parents, were white although I'm African American to the fullest. The Nazis had me on a public city bus and after deciding it wasn't safe to let me go, I was shot in the head followed by a rain of gunfire from machine guns. Then I was outside myself, when the head flew up, on the body that was initially me, it was a random, heavy set Caucasian man. It zoomed out and it ended up being a television show but I was still saying that I was shot when I just finished seeing this man in my place.

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My dream began at school. I was in fourth hour Geometry, and I was taking a test. It was really bright and that is what led me to realize I was dreaming. I got mad that I was having such a boring dream that I decided I was going to take control and skip the class. I got up and walked toward the door, not heeding to the many voices telling me not to go and to sit down. I walked down the stairs and made it to the parking lot across the school. Outside it was dark, the complete opposite of Delph’s classroom. I walked through the parking lot that was full of students. The only people I talked to were Jaxson and Trey, who I just waved hi to. Then I started running. I don’t know why, but I had to run. I ran into a shop that reminded me of a magic shop. It was full of weird things. The farther back you go the more stuff there was. I talked to the owner at the cash register and looked at some music albums. Then I heard a voice. It was a guy’s voice, but I didn’t recognize it. It came from the wall of carpets. It sounded frantic, like his life depended on me finding him. I investigated and ended up running through all the curtains trying to catch up to the person saying my name. I woke up before I could find him.

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