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Me and a group of close friends, were in a overgrown back garden rigged with tripwires, we go to the end to find a small box with a sim card inside, we figure out it was a key that opened a door but the door needed two. So after searching for a minute I see an out of place plank of wood, I tear it open and it reveals another door that only needs one key. We open it to discover that it opens another door leading to the next garden. The garden is the garden of my house. One of my friends sits on a chair and the rest disappear. I need to go to the toilet so start walking to my door, before I open the door, I look into the window that belongs to my room. A man is there just staring at us all not even blinking. There are knives on the table I throw a few at him but only two hit him, causing his body to explode into black and red static. He then forms back to himself again. I then see him walk away from the window. I hear him open the door then walk down the stairs. As soon as I hear him walk down the stairs I lock the door. He begins walking toward the door and as soon as he reaches it, he crouches down and pulls a key from his mouth and unlocks the door. he then proceeds to walk towards me flailing his arms. I soon realise that he can't harm me, but I reach to the table to grab two knives one a normal carving knife and the other a butcher's knife. With the carving knife I stab his arm and with the butchers knife I start slicing at his arm. He then bursts back in the black and red static. He then turns into a man holding a giant tree axe, he still cant harm me so I stab him again in the arm. He turns back into the black static again and then turns into one last person. I then stab him three more times and then he turns into static one last time

I decided to climb a steep mountain. It was nearly vertical and the rocks were covered in sand but I discovered that I could make footholds if I brushed the sand away with my feet and held onto to the rocks and the occasional bit of grass growing from the side of the mountain. It was hard work making it to the top but I was determined to make it and I did. When I reached the peak there was more sand. I could keep holding on but the ground wasn't stable enough for me to stay there long term. I decided to climb down and try again from the other side of the mountain where I could see there was only rocks. It would be easier to stay on top that way.

I dreamed I was at a gathering of boat restorers; people who were about to convert some unique roof structures into motor boats/speed boats for whatever this event was – a tour, a race, or something. I saw many of them lifting these roofing structures, “hulls” upside down, out of the water to be converted. Suddenly, Cynthia (my ex) and I were inside a nearby house where many weird “pets” were in the lounge. We were visitors of sorts, but the host/ess was absent and we were more or less observers. A very large, “thick,” python/anaconda with black, white, and red markings, was lazily resting along the skirting of the one side of this lounge, appearing and disappearing behind furniture – one piece of which was an old fashioned, but not antique, “show” case, of the kind that families of yesteryear displayed their trophies, medals, and crystal ware in. Suddenly, this serpent sprung, and swallowed a young crocodile or alligator that was on the other side of the lounge. It settled for only a minute or so, only to repeat the act on a second young croc. The two were visibly separate inside of the snake, like two bulging peas in a pod. Just as it was settling down – suddenly! – the first croc began spinning length-wise inside of the snake, as it would, were it breaking off limbs of prey in a river, twisting the middle of the snake’s body that separated it and the second croc, until it had torn the snake in two, freeing itself from its belly. Immediately, it began biting at the other end of the snake’s body, freeing the second croc, and leaving the snake to die. Cynthia and I were both sort of stunned, but said nothing. Next thing, we were back at the boats, where I saw two guys carrying a finished boat to the launch strip. They had done a beautiful job of the conversion, and had named their boat, “Hill On The Beach.”

I was in an abandoned building with Mohammed Alsharif and this couple (whom I don't actually know but I seemed to know in the dream). The four of us were going to go somewhere and I ended up outside in the car (a yellow convertible) with the couple. The guy was driving and he started to drive off without Mohammed. I protested and the guy said something to the effect of 'screw him' and then said, 'He shouldn't lag behind.' I got highly offended and demanded we go back. The guy refused; I argued; he refused. So, I told him to let me out. He woudn't. So, we argued about that until I told him this was kidnapping and got my phone out to call the police. I was deposited on a dark, rain-slicked skid row street. It was very dark and I started to walk back to the apartment to find Mohammed. I got to the upstairs doorway - a kind of doorway without a door to a landing with cracked and abused plaster, the cement floors covered in dust and debris - and he was there. "I'm so sorry, I said. "No problem," he shrugged in classic Mohammed fashion. "No, it's terrible. They were going to leave without you." "It's okay." Again, quintessential Mohammed casual shrug. "They're assholes. I'm so sorry. What should we do now?" I asked, thinking we would make alternate plans for the night out. He smiled in a cute, coy way and blushed as he shrugged his shoulders. I got the hint and smiled and blushed and looked down at my shoes. As I looked back up, he put his arms around my neck - very gently, very shyly - and leaned over to kiss me. It was gentle at first, but as I became more receptive, he got bolder. At one point, I gave a little whimper while he was kissing me and lips still on mine, he smiled and repeated my whimper mockingly. In this torrent of polite and demure passion, the boldest I could force myself to be was to press a hand to his chest. His hands never ventured beyond the back of my neck.

I was working on a former neighbor's parent's car. I was repairing the brake system but did not have a part that I needed so I was going to come back the next day to finish fixing the car. When I was about to leave I heard the younger sister of this former neighbor friend. She was getting ready to leave the house with her boyfriend and her parents were mad about this. Their parents were extremely strict and did not want them around boys. But the younger sister and her boyfriend left anyway. As I was about to leave this girl who used to be my friend came out and we started talking and catchin up on old times. She revealed to me that she was recently divorced and I told her the same was true for me. While we were talking I found out that she worked in the lab at my father's place of employment. We continued talking while we went somewhere in in my car. The car broke down and we ended up riding a bicycle back home and did not let anything ruin our time together. It was just great to be able to spend time together and catch up on all that had happened in the many years that had past since we had seen each other. After talking some more she went inside. I then proceeded to Clen up the tools and the car that I had been working on. While doing this I came across 2 picies of fruit. I stole two pieces of fruit. One was a banana and the other was a fruit from a foreign land that I was unfamiliar with. I put them in a refrigerator and just as I did this friend of mine came out of the house wearing only a towel. She then said I have this feeling like it is going to happen and I am tired of putting it off because you are incredibly sexy and I want to kiss you. We then began kissing. She was a very bad kisser but she was also very sexy. In the process the towel slipped down exposing her bare breasts. We kissed for a moment longer and I kissed her breasts before she went back inside the house and we agreed that we would see each other the next day.

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