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The dream starts with me as a cameraman. I’m recording this narrow hallway, but I’m standing where there should be a wall. There is a mirror at the right end of the hallway, and it’s reflecting the hallway, but it’s dark. Even though the hallway is filled with light, you can see very clearly. And there are three girls standing in front of the mirror, but it’s not showing their reflections. They’re just standing there, heads angled down, and still as statues. Out of the corner of my eye, I see a shadow move in the mirror. As I watch, a woman walks up to the mirror from the inside. She’s wearing a white nightgown and has long black hair covering her face. I suddenly hear something along the lines of, “Don’t pan over the camera.” I don’t know if someone said that to me, or if I thought it inside the dream. Even though I don’t want to pan over the camera, I start doing that. As I pan over, I see the woman at the other end of the hallway. She suddenly sprints toward me, and then a jumpscare appears right in my face. It looks transparent, so I can still see everything happening behind this face. It’s of a person with huge eyes and a mouth full of shark-like teeth. I know that I dreamt something else in between this, but I can’t remember what it was. Then everything that I just wrote happened again, in exactly the same way.

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I walk from the upper floor, where the higher years mingle, down to the 2 1/2 floor. I look into glass walled study rooms. A girl I am interested in is there. She comes out and greets me with an uncharacteristcally friendly hug. She looks excited and relieved about something. She leads me towards the stairs that lead out of the building to a beautiful sunset over neatly kept lawns. Before we can decend she is urged by someone on her research team that something needs to finalize some details before submitting. She obliges and implores me to go ahead and she will catch up. I kiss the top right corner of her face and she rushes off with her team. I turn back the way I came to the open stairs that are white, unsupported, and look like they were built to replicate orbital paths. The roof makes the building look spherical. I walk downward and see some friends. I greet them without stopping. Something is on my mind. I have some objective, but I don't know what it is. The whole building shakes and the other stairs fall. People disappear without a trace. I notice a man wearing a dark pink or extremely faded red sweater with the hood up. He seems to be bald. He has a brown and round goatee. He is standing on a scaffolding a floor above me and about 10-20 meters ahead of me. He is armed with a rifle he needs two hands to fire. He sees me and lifts the gun against his should and fast walks towards an exit that leads outside of the building. I wake up in an apartment room. The walls begin at my hips. Beneath the wall there is just a railing like on a flimsy deck. I can see the floor below me. It's a hotel lobby. It's dirty and the lights make everything a shade of piss yellow. The door has a lock, and an opaque window that takes up most of the top center. There is a second opaque window that is as tall as the door on the same side as the lock on the door. Someone in the lobby came and asked about me. I lay down and pretend to be asleep since they could see me if I was standing. The man at the desk points to my room. The man asking about me is dressed in all black and is wearing a comically large brimmed hat with a red feather. He pulls a 2 meter long weapon from his suit case and aims it towards where he thinks I am sleeping and fires. It's less than a few inches from my head. The whole pours out light, white debris, and doves mixed in with both. I roll frantically, open my door and run as fast as I can away from the lobby. I exit the back door and see a bowling alley. People are bowling and buying booze. I am a little flabberghasted because just the night before it was a theatre. I remember following a young woman in a purple dress outside. She was crying, her boyfriend commanded her into the car. It was an expensive looking car. Her hair was done up in a nice looking bun. She saw me come to her rescue and she smiled and wiped her tears away and got into the car. Regardless of last night it was currently a bowling alley. The person behind the bar was an old friend. He offered me a beer. I drank a couple sips and thanked him before running out the far door and seeing my world. I was 20 years in the past outside of a thrift store wearing a varsity jacket and remembering when this thrift store used to be a bowling alley when I was a kid.

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I was vacationing with my parents at a beach house that we used to visit, and I had brought my computer bag filled with a single change of clothes and some other things; because I have to travel back and forth to uni so in the event that my mum and I get storm stayed we're not outta clothes. I was complaining about how we were staying there for a week and I only have a single set of clothes. In actuality I wanted to make it sound like I only had the clothes on my back because it was incredibly sudden that we went out there and I didn't have a chance to grab my laptop. But my mum casually hand waved it off saying that we could just wash and dry them there...except no because they didn't have a washer and the only "dryer" was a clothes line. So at a stalemate I just decide fuck it, I'm teleporting back home and getting my computer and some clothes proper. I place down a slightly glowing orange symbol in the room I was staying at so I could more easily warp back here and jumped trying to teleport myself back to my house. I wasn't successful though and it was at that point that I realized that I hadn't placed a marker in my room at home either. The shade of the orange symbol was a proper orange, and the symbol was kinda like a solid colored heart with a thick lined circle around it I think. It wasn't even that big either, about the size of your average coaster. Anyways my cousin and aunt, who were apparently staying with us, come in and telling them of my plight it turns out I could use my cousin to warp to their house, and then work my way back home. So I pick up a book that has like maps of streets and interconnecting streets in the general are, so I manage to jump to their house, landing in my cousin's room. And wouldn't you know there's a symbol kinda like mine but in a deep blue...except it wasn't that my cousin also could teleport; it was more like it was a place of returning.

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I ended up in this place next to a river, and a big mausoleum with windows. The river had reeds and the mausoleum had shadows of people inside it. They looked like they were having a good time. But then when I walked across the path to the mausoleum, and opened the door, everything was destroyed. Tables were flipped, glasses smashed, windows and plates shattered, and everyone was gone. I then closed the door, went outside, looked through the window, and again I saw peoples shadows, drinking, laughing, but when I went back in, the same happened. I did this a few times, but the same things happened. I then realised the only way to get out of this dream was to go to the river. So, i went over there, but when I did, I saw the sirens (from greek myths). You can guess the rest. I then woke up.

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