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The dream started with me standing at

The dream started with me standing at the entrance to a forested park with some friends. When I learned that we were about to partake in a scavenger hunt, I was very excited as I knew this park well and announced that I had done scavenger hunts here before and knew all the good hiding spots. (I use the term "scavenger hunt" because that is what it was called in the dream, even though we didn't have a list to follow and were basically just looking for hidden items, more like an Easter egg hunt.) I started out feeling very confident that I had an advantage and would be able to find everything easily. I looked in all my usual spots but was surprised to find that I wasn't having a lot of luck. I stumbled upon a collection of carefully laid out bones which looked a bit like the remains of a very large bird but the impression in my mind was that they were dinosaur bones. At this point my understanding was that we were hunting for light-coloured rocks so I picked a few out of the bones and put them in a paper bag that I was carrying. Then I noticed another, much smaller, collection of bones nearby which precisely resembled the larger arrangement. Next I got down on my hands and knees to peer inside a hollowed out section of a tree stump and discovered a few more rocks close to the opening to add to my bag. I could see a deeper part of the hollow further back and, mostly unconcerned about insects and cobwebs, I reached my hand into the darkness. Suddenly an animal poked its snout out at me. It took me a minute to realize it was a bear, and then I noticed a small white ceramic bear figurine on a smaller stump nearby. That is when I realized my current strategy of assuming that whoever had done the hiding would have put things in the same spots I would think to look was not going to get me anywhere, and that in fact he had left clues in the form of smaller versions of the things I really needed to look at. The next thing I noticed was a large shrub with two conspicuous cuts on its branches which resembled small tree stumps. Convinced this was another clue, I told everyone in my group that we should look for two tree stumps standing next to one another. At this point I encountered some skeptical resistance to my theory that the hider was leaving small clues for us and it was also starting to get dark so everyone wanted to quit and go home but I eventually convinced them to keep searching. We all looked around for a while until I found two stumps on the backside of a knoll. Again, I got down on my hands and knees and peered through the space between them. I spotted some sparkly things which I retrieved and put in my bag, but I could see that there was much more in the area behind them so I worked on trying to find a way to get there. Around the left hand side of the stumps was a barbed wire fence which I tried to climb over but the barbs proved to be too much of an obstacle so I covered them with a piece of something like paper or cloth. This was still too challenging so I continued further around the enclosure until I found a tiny opening that I could squeeze through. Once inside, the space appeared to be a small corral, fenced or walled in at all sides with a dry, dusty dirt floor and mostly covered with low tree boughs. Here I found many treasures, some out in the open and some located within hidden corridors whose openings were not apparent unless I looked very carefully. There were sea shells, trinket boxes, costume jewellery, carabiners and keychains, crystal and rubber balls, a huge stash of leatherwork that my sister had created, candy, pencil crayons, and long-forgotten toys that I had owned and played with as a child. At one point I discovered a series of three small silver triangles, all linked together in a chain, which were intended to be lined up like a puzzle ring and worn on one's finger. When I found this particular item, somehow I knew that Rob (my soulmate) had left it there as a gift for me. There were so many wonderful things to collect that I ran out of room in my paper bag and was struggling to hold them all in my arms or to decide which things to leave behind. By this point the members of my group had evolved to include several children, plus my sister, who was trying to convince me to hurry up or quit so we could go home before it got too dark. She explained that we needed to divide all the loot up amongst the children and let them choose one by one which items they wanted to keep for themselves, but I argued that it would take too much time because there were so many things that had been found, plus there were nostalgic items from our childhood that she wouldn't want them to take anyway. I said it was better for us to just take everything home with us, sort through and divide it all up as equally as possible and then give each of the children a bag of treasures in the morning. Somehow at this point the dream changed scenes and I was no longer in the forest but standing indoors near a concession stand of some sort. It may have been a coffee counter or a bakery. There were many people lined up for their turn at the register but I didn't want to get to the counter; I was trying to get to the wall of post office boxes behind it. I squeezed my way past the line up and the counter which I had to push out of the way a little, and then opened up the door to my mailbox. Though the opening was small, the space inside was vast, and I could see that there were quite a few letters to collect. Most of them were flyers or envelopes addressed to my workplace but I kept hoping that there would be something fun for me as well, like a hand-written letter from a friend. As I looked around inside the box, I could see that some old letters from years ago had fallen through cracks or lodged themselves in the seams around the edges so I worked on getting those free. I couldn't reach a lot of the envelopes toward the back because the box was so huge, and as I struggled to get them, a person suddenly appeared in the space, presumably having climbed through a large opening at the back. She was about my age, with long dark hair and dark eyes and she began collecting all of the mail that I could not reach and passing it to the front of the compartment for me. She started to talk about her father and how he used to work with me. I said, "Oh, I didn't know I had worked with your dad; I thought your father was the man on TV, the spiritual leader." She explained I was mistaken, but I still couldn't place her actual father in my memory so I asked her for his name. She wasn't sure and said it was one of two names but couldn't remember which. (She said two actual names in the dream but I can't recall now what they were.) I asked, "Well, what is his last name?" and thought she replied, "Mar". I said, "Oh, that's funny, I have a cousin whose middle name is Mar. Is yours spelled the same, or is it M-A-R-R?" She said, "No, not Mar, my name is Guar." "Really, Gwar, like the metal band?", I asked. "No," she said, "G-U-A-R".

I had four brothers, one of which

I had four brothers, one of which I later realized had died, and 2 sisters, Kirstin was one, but it wasn't Kirstin and she was allergic to oranges. Our parents were somewhere, but none of us knew where. Us sisters were outside and all caged separately behind barbed wire fences, and it had rained a lot, somewhat flooded. Kirstin somehow escaped and let me out. In the distance was the house we grew up in, and I told her I was going there to get our dead brother's necklace and to find our parents. I didn't want to go alone, but she couldn't go because of her allergy. It skips how I get there and it jumps to me in the house, which was flooded and some walls missing completely,and there was no power I guess there was a storm. It's set up just like the house I grew up in, with the room upstairs to the right set up how it was when my eldest sister lived there, which was like nine years ago. In that room I found my mom and she was sitting in the corner in a rocking chair trying to get tv channels. The tv was on, but there was no other power in the house. We start walking through the flooded hallways, but the old house didn't have hallways, and my mom became possessed almost it seemed and then her face splits in two and her head falls off completely. Even after she died she kept talking to me and following me around, and none of that bothered me in the slightest..I finally found his necklace, which ended up being a bent fork. I also found my brothers and dad, but they're all vague to me. We all go outside and we're sitting together at a table trying to figure out who we are supposed to go into battle against and how we can defeat them.

I'm looking at this log building, thinking

I'm looking at this log building, thinking to buy it for a shop, as I walk around it I find myself in a field, there's a buck, not especially huge but intimidating. It charges at me. Just as its about to hit me, I duck down. It trips over me, rolls and stands back up for another attack. I'm thinking that won't work again, and start judging my chances of making a run for this barbed wire fence, probably 10 feet from the 2 of us. It starts to attack again, then it spreads its front legs like a bow, the impression is that I'm supposed to do the same. I'm still on the ground so I spread my hands in imitation. Feels more like respect, not so much like worship, although after I wake up I feel great fear that it could or would be interpreted that way. Then this dog comes running in. The dog distracts it. I run for the fence. Then 2 other dogs join the deer chase with the first dog. I end up in a barn while the dogs are chasing the buck outside. Then this Grizzly Adamsish guy comes in carrying one of the dogs, its eye is mutilated. The guy starts going off about not being where I'm supposed to be, then almost cries as he's holding the dog. Once the dog dies, he takes out a knive and cleaves it open around the spinal column, pulls the spinal column free, then I almost wake up, my mind vibrates, and I get the impression I need to make a wish, I do, then fully wake up, feeling relieved. Although concerned about whether I bowed to the deer or not.

I'm looking at this log building, thinking

I'm looking at this log building, thinking to buy it for a shop, as I walk around it I find myself in a field, there's a buck, not especially huge but intimidating. It attacks me. Just as its about to hit me, I duck down. It trips over me, rolls and stands back up for another attack. I'm thinking that won't work again, and start judging my chances of making a run for this barbed wire fence, probably 10 feet from the 2 of us. It starts to attack again, then this dog comes running in. The dog distracts it. I run for the fence. Then 2 other dogs join the deer chase with the first dog. I end up in a barn while the dogs are chasing the buck outside. Then this Grizzly Adamsish guy comes in carrying one of the dogs, its eye is mutilated. The guy starts going off about not being where I'm supposed to be, then almost cries as he's holding the dog. Once the dog dies, he takes out a knive and cleaves it open around the spinal column, pulls the spinal column free, then I almost wake up, my mind vibrates, and I get the impression I need to make a wish, I do, then fully wake up, feeling relieved.

Female and Male are at some Island

Female and Male are at some Island place trying to discover their roots, some sort of mystery about their history. Adam and friends brother bike ride together. Adam feels a part of things. Then Female and Male each find a red flower. Looks like a red tulip. The flowers are almost identical to each other, they compare them to a painting they have of what the flower they were looking for is supposed to look like and its clear that its a match. The drawing is in black and white but the tulips are red. Adam is lurking nearby as he has just come up the mountain, female and male call out his name as realize he is lurking behind them. They know Adam feels left out. They know he is dangerous because his ex-girlfriend has told them over a phone call that Adam has a gun and wants to kill. Male asks, does he wants to kill us both. His ex-girlfriend says no, just the female. At this point I know the male is Jon and I'm the female who Adam wants to kill. There is a point where we are running from him in an empty auditorium. The mountain that we're on with flowers is suddenly a building that is trying to lock us down and everyone inside is trying to get us. Jon kicks open the door which is like a heavy school door and we run outside. there is a cop in the dark courtyard. The cop was our friend of ours but is now dressed as a cop and trying to shoot at us. His gun is jammed. We are running to the barbed wire fence, we find a place where there isn't barbed wire on the top of the fence and I'm on Jon's back like he's King Kong and he crawls up the fence and as he's taking us to safety I know the cops gun could unjam at any moment and he could kill us. We make it to the other side without cop successfully shooting us. We start running. We come across a Norwegian girl in a paddle-car, like a paddle boat type car where its propelled by her feet. We ask her if she knows a taxi's number. She says yes but that she likes her car. We tell her its for us, not for her. She shouts out a taxi number which I memorize. We're still running, we pass 3 guys in the street, one with a bowl of chanukah gelt for people to take as they pass. As we're running by I'm wondering if he has milk chocolate gelt in the bowl. I look in the bowl and see the mesh bags with silver coins, so i know they're dark chocolate, they I see the orange mesh bags which mean there is milk chocolate. I take a bag and ask if he knows a taxi number, he shouts one out but i dont think I'm able to memorize all the numbers cuz hes shouting them as we're running away. A street cleaner truck is barreling down the block right where we're running on the edge of street, he could kill us with the street cleaner truck running us down but he makes a u-turn because hes not able to complete his street clean with us in the way. I wake up around here. Felt like Jon was the hero in this movie of a dream and he saved us and carried me to safety, running away from the killer, anxious. A nightmare-hero dream.

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