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I dreamed that I was with one of my friends and I was looking at one of her instruments. The instrument was wooden, with carved out holes, ha a similar shape to a bassoon, but had the pads metal hold covers of a clarinet and two "thumb rests" that could be shifted upwards to uncover holes (one rest on the back, and one on the front towards the bottom), the place where you breath into the instrument is similar to the top of a bassoon, and there's an oboe reed that's on the inside of the hole with the reed intruding the instrument. Later, I move to a space similar to the one at my church, and there is a keyboard with a similar setup to one in my schools recording studio.

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It was always in black and white, and always in the same really old house. I would be standing in the entry way looking up the stairs, and as I started going up the stairs would creak really loudly which scared me so I would go up faster. The upstairs of the house was really empty and dirty, and as I looked through each room I kept hearing creepy noises coming from the basement. One of the rooms upstairs had an empty baby cradle in it. I go back downstairs and look through the kitchen and see that it looks like someone lives in the house. At this point I try and leave the house but I can’t get out. I hear the noise from the basement again and this time it sounds like a man saying my name, so I go and look. I get to the basement and see a guy that I know down there, and he says my name again but his voice is different. He started running towards me so I panicked and ran back upstairs and try to get out of the house again but I can’t get out, and he catches me and as he grabs my arm I wake up.

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I was in the field where my dad keeps his deer stand, but some of the trees surrounding the field were in different places. I started walking past where the deer stand is and toward where a road would be in real life, but there was no road, just more field. All of a sudden a rollercoaster that looked like it was Greek themed appeared out of nowhere. I walked up to it but there was no way to get on it, so I turned around and walked back toward the deer stand but now there were a ton of Greek pillars placed in random spots throughout the field. Some were standing upright, some slightly tilted, and some broken and lying down. I thought this was weird so I went back to the rollercoaster which was now operating. When the rollercoaster carts came by I jumped and grabbed onto one but I flew into the air and fell to the ground. I thought this was fun so I started to run and took off flying. After flying around for a while my flight abilities started getting weaker and I eventually lost the ability to fly despite how hard I tried to start flying again.

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I walk towards the entrance of a forest. It has a raised mud wall (waist-high) on either side leading up into the forest, like a pathway, and looks as though a gate should be there. Sitting right at the 'entrance' is an old, dishevelled and unshaven man behind a large desk. I approach and greet him, then drift past him, walking along the mud walls, when I see two corpses and two dead dogs lying along it. The men are in a late stage of decomposing. The dogs are lying on their backs with their legs thrown up in the air as though they have been electrocuted. Immediately, I suspect the 'gatekeeper' of their murder. I turn and ask him whether he killed them, both men and dogs, and he says that no, this is how he found them upon arriving there at dawn. I tell him that we can't leave them here this way as it's too disturbing a sight and suggest we put them away. We wrap each corpse in black bin-liners and I help him carry the dogs to some shrubs, but I tell him I feel too disgusted to carry the men, as they are humans

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On the first day, I'm walking along narrow path and I come to pass a Mosque where an Imam startles me. He intercepts me, placing his hand on my left shoulder. He impales my shoulder joint with his Tallon and gestures to the Qur'an he is holding. He asks me with hostility: "would you like to hear it in English or Arabic?" To which I answer: "neither" as I free myself from his grip and continue walking briskly. I sense that my audacity has angered him. I look back to gauge my safety and I see the Imam colluding with another person, talking secretly and pointing me out. This other person seems to take instruction and proceeds to follow me. I periodically look back to stay ahead and the person has morphed into the dress of a Catholic priest while having gained some ground on me. I look again and now he is a Presbyterian minister and stalking me like prey. Next glance he is Rabbi and chasing me. Every time I look back the person adorned a different religious attire, many of which were familiar from various Christian denominations I would ordinarily feel comfortable and friendly towards. I manage to stay ahead of the pursuing adversary. The next day I am walking along the same path and approaching the Mosque. I notice that the Mosque looks more like a cathedral and there are no distinguishable features that tell me it is a mosque, however there is no doubt in my mind that it is a Mosque. I become weary that I am nearly at the spot where the Imam cornered me the day earlier, so I look ahead and walk to the edge of the path in hopes to avoid him. Out of nowhere, he intercepts me and impales between my bones with his claw once again. "English or Arabic?" He hisses, as he begins pulling me towards the mosque. "Neither!" I say, as I painfully rip my flesh to get free. Again I briskly walk and am pursued by a shapeshifter. The third and final day I am walking along the narrow path. I have come to expect confrontation as a permanent obstacle. I consider crossing the road to avoid the ordeal, which would be out of my way and slow me down. Then I think to myself "why should I". Why should I make an alteration to my life and routine for such evil? Instead I march fearlessly towards the usual spot. Sure enough, he jumps out hoping to scare me, but I was expecting him. But before he can insert his claw, like a true martyr I offer my shoulder to him with arrogance and willingness to suffer the pain. This robbes him of much satisfaction as latches on. "Which will it be, English or Arabic?" He asks with malice. I look straight into his black eyes and calmly say "of that book I will hear neither, nor any other tongue".

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A ship, the colors and patterns of my room floats in on the shore, the people are docking it. Later theres a girl arguing with someone upset they're not going to make it to New Orleans. I escape and with me are two other people, one of them I sense is a friend, the other my rescue. We go out on a balcony overlooking the water under the moonlight, there are two water serpents or dragons, we both slither our tongues at each other. The friend is making comedic commentary, though I can't place who they are, as if there is a veil around my eyes. We go inside, he follows me frantically taking me up into his arms. It is only now that I noticed I'm wearing a backless velvet dress, like one I've thrifted before. He said he likes it, asking me if my mother made it. I look deeply into his eyes... We are dancing very close I can feel him, our hips and groin rubbing together. We're getting married he said, but I plea that I am already married, as my eyes dart towards the door.

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