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Based in roman times. Sultan rydell went to war to obtain a country. He won and was awarded with a powerful princess, franchesca. He drains her powers and makes her helpless and turns her into a sex slave to keep royal bloodlines. Rydell takes her powers and becomes the most powerful man alive. The royal males that franchesca bears are turned into peasant slave drivers and the royal females are turned into castle keepers. Franchesca is not allowed personal relations. Franchesca fell in love with a peasant named jacob and she bore a child. Master rydell found out and had the child murdered. Her punishment was forced marriage to two royals. She is kept under watch all day every day. Rydells ally is joeseph, franchescas brother. Franchesca despises her brother because he runs his country much like rydell does. He came to visit one day and his country got invaded by queen dahlia from another country. Queen dahlia wants good, and wants franchesca freed from her bonds of slavery so she can have her country back. Dahlia has a limited army, but invades joesephs country. Rydell finds out and builds an army to capture her. He captures her and tortures her or makes her watch torture. Franchesca begs for mercy and pardon but everytime she does she gets beaten into obedience for not acting like a slave should. Prince caspian is dahlias son, he was cast off to gain more powers to try to defeat rydell but no one has heard back from him. Franchesca is defeated and can only watch her country fall to ruins against a most powerful dictator that she is forced to worship. If she runs someone near to her will get tortured while she watches in dispair and helplessness

In my dream my mom complained of hearing creepy sounds at 5:00 every morning from my brothers alarm clock and when she asked him about he said he didn't know how to make it stop. So I woke up early so I could hear it and It sounded like we were picking up someones walkie talkie signal. It started out as static then a baby giggling, that lasted for like 30 seconds then it went back to static. after the static was over you her crashing and falling and finally one loud crash and a woman scream then back to static. Then static seemed to go on really long, but then it pick up a low buzzing sounding voice, It was definitely a man. He was speaking very fast and it wasn't English, it sounded German to me. He abruptly stopped talking and it was silent, no static or anything. That was the end of the sounds that played every morning at 5:00 on the dot. So later that day I decided to search the web, to see if I could find anything similar and I came across a video. I clicked on it and it started put as static then a distorted video of a giggling baby began to play then it went back to static, then an old style cartoon began to play all of this was in black and white by the way anyway this woman in the was being push down and into things by other people and she slammed into a trash can of sorts and screamed, through out this whole cartoon segment there was text across the top which I assume was German writing but I'm not for sure. Her scream was cut off by more static, a long period of static. Then the screen went completely black and the deep German speaking began, he was speaking just as fast and after awhile he stopped abruptly and the screen stayed black and one word popped up in the center of the blackness I believe was a German word but I can't remember what it said or what the character in it looked like. But after the end of the video I woke up and the creepy voice has been stuck in my head all day.

For the past 2 day's I've had similar dreams. They are both different, but the same thing happens in some shape or form. In the first dream, I was with a choir. It was a big day for us. A big performance was coming. Before the performance, though, we had to sing while someone took pictures. I remember my picture being awful, my mouth was open way too much. All most in an unnatural way. And then we individually sang a song. But I didn't know mine. It was for a grade, so I would have to take it again sometime. Then I was on a roof. Kind of a balcony on the roof. A tall glass building. I'm guessing about 10 stories up. And a girl said it was time to retake it. She had a camera. For some reason, I didn't think I was supposed to sing that song, which I didn't know. And I remember a song in my head. In reality I've never heard of it. It was completely new and it sounded like it could be an extremely popular song. It was a pop song. And the lyrics were really good. I was going to sing the song, but then I suddenly forgot it. And I instead sang Sweet Escape. The girl interupted and told me I wasn't singing the right song. I remember in the dream feeling constant embarrassment. There was a lot more in the dream, that right now I can't quite recall, but that is all in the dream about the choir. In the second dream, I was back in time. I was, I'm guessing, around the 1930's. In reality I'm 15 years old. But for some reason in this time setting my mom was younger. I can't recall how younger. Anyways, I was in a school. I had gym. And I remember being rather unpopular... but that doesn't matter. Later on, I had a big choir performance. On stage, big crowd, lights out, everything was about to start. I was on the top row. There were only four other girls there with me. We were all on the left side. All the other rows were crowded, but there was a clearing in the middle. We were singing Ring Christmas Bells. For some reason, my voice was awful. I sang quietly because of it. It was out of tone and scratchy. At some point the girls and I on the top row were going to do a little routine. I didn't know about it, but I went along with it. I went on the other side. Me and one of the other girls were supposed to spin around each other. From this point imagine the stage from a side angle. The rows of the stage horizontal. She thought was supposed to go right and me left. But for some reason I knew I was supposed to go right. I was determined to stay on the right side. She kept on giving my a funny look. Obviously signaling for me to go to the other side. I didn't. We briefly bumped into each other before she went on the other side. At some point in the song, the choir was supposed to be quiet. I didn't know and continued singing the song. Rather quietly, still. But people heard and gave my funny looks. I stopped, embarrassed. Somehow, I managed to get in the row below. I noticed because when I looked up, I couldn't see the audience. The row below had lots of tall boys that I couldn't possibly see over. Nor could anyone see me. I was the only one at this row. I liked that the audience couldn't see me anymore, then I couldn't embarrass myself anymore. Now go back to viewing the stage vertically. I was still on the left side of the stage. On the right side, a row below me began a group of African Americans. They continued for another few rows. One of them was signaling at me. Trying to tell me to come to her, that she had something important to say to me. I knew her. I reality, I knew her from 6th grade. I was in a different school then. We weren't really close, I don't even remember her name. We were classmates. But in the dream she was a random girl. I didn't want to go to her though. I liked where I was, where no one could see me. Plus it was still in the middle of the performance. I didn't want to draw any more attention to myself. And to get to her I would have to jump over a chair in the middle clearing. Yeah, there were chairs there, like the ones at movie theaters. And once I got to her the people would easily see me. There weren't any tall people in the row below her. I changed my mind, however, when a really tall African American girl sat in the chair in front of the one I was supposed to go to. I then went to her. At least once I got there no one would see me. From there the dream was a blur. I don't remember what she told me. Also, since my first big mistake in the performance, especially the little routine I messed up with the girl, our choir teacher would beat me. Like how teachers did to students back then. Even though I didn't see the teacher, I know what she looks like. I've never seen her in reality. She was an old, skinny, wrinkly lady. Her gray hair is back in a tight bun. She wore an old victorian black dress. Long sleeve and turtleneck. And she carried a teachers stick. The ones they used to hit children back then. And I just knew she was glaring wholes through at me backstage throughout the performance. There was a lot more in this dream too, but this is everything about the choir. In reality I do have choir. But I sing good and never had a bad experience with it. All the choir teachers I've had were real nice. I think these dreams have a more intense, abstract meaning behind them. Any dream experts out there? Please help.

An fbi agent was hired to follow me around because someone want to kill me and i need to be protected. The fbi agent told me to not mind her and continue with my normal everyday life. She said she would always be watching me but would keep her distance. So I decided to go a movie theater with one of my bestfriends. We were sitting watching the movie while eating candy my friend decided to go to the washroom. While she left the agent came up to me and took some candy and placed it in a plastic bag so she could take it to her office for testing. The next day the agent came over to my house with the candy in the bag and a bunch of papers from test she did on the candy. |The agent explained that my friend did not wash her hand after she used the washroom and that I was eating bad candy.

I am going on a field trip with a bunch of classmates. We get to the building (some kind of school) where we are going to apparently be partnered with young kids and do activities with them like swimming (there is a pool). I see my college professor. We are all going to listen to a concert by the younger kids, and the theater revolves. The seats are rubbery. There is a cute little girl my boyfriend and I laugh at affectionately. But abruptly the concert stops and the kids all scatter. We find out we can't mentor the kids because another group is already there mentoring them. I try to find my friends and end up in a claustrophobic place. Finally I get to a deck made of golden wood, and one of my friends' (Kelly's) friends tells me I have to go back and get something they forgot. But Kelly and the other girl will just be playing video games. She doesn't ask politely, and I try to hint at her to ask me politely but she doesn't get it. I get angry and tell her off. My professor sees. We go to a house (a beautiful house that is just a little messy) where Kelly is staying with another family, and the friend gets told off but I feel bad and apologize. We go back to the theater; this time the theater is golden wood in places. A shooter comes into the theater and everyone runs frantically; I am separated from my boyfriend and am calling out to him, panicked because I'm scared he will be killed. I end up in a golden wooden classroom with some kids and a teacher but one of the locks on the closet is broken. I run outside and see one of my friends come in with a gun, followed by the shooter. She shoots him in the head. I call out that my friend (Fleur) has saved the day and everyone cheers. Then I wake up.

I was homeless sleeping downstairs like I am in real life where i sleep in a storage bin. I'm working for a bar/kitchen in what looked like Louisiana. I went to work for the first day and all went okay. Then I went home to my apartment which transformed into my girlfriend 's house/where I love with her and I was spending time in the living room on the highest floor of a 20+ story building. I kept loosing track of time and then I called my girlfriend on the phone, and she didn't answer and somehow I fell asleep and woke up again but I woke up in my dream in my sleeping bag like my current living situation is since I'm homeless, but all the lights came on and then a guy who is supposed to be my boss and other employees find me and they beat me up while singing. After they beat me up, they leave me with a guy/fellow employee and he starts clawing at rubber mats and I somehow end up in a bayou outside seeing a bunch of carnivorous fish or crocodiles eating away at what looked like fish at first and then I feel it clawing away at my stomach. I wake up in my dream still in my girlfriend 's house/my house again crying and I look at the clock and see my girlfriend 's mom will be home soon. So I scramble to clean up the house but then I hear out of nowhere a sound almost like talking. I look around and see I'm holding my phone but my girlfriend is still on the phone listening to the whole thing happen for everything that happened for my whole dream. Then I woke up in real life finally.

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