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I was in a small room and my foster sister was laying on the top bunk of a bunk bed and were cursing at each other. Next I left the room and went into another room where I heard worship and praise songs. I thought, people don't know about this place, I have to tell them about it. I walked down a few flights of stairs. I felt like I was in a high school or something like it. There was someone on my right side, but I couldn't see them, I just knew someone was there. I end up in a underground of some sort. I open a door and there are about five men sitting at student desks with a black book in their hands. When I opened the door they stood up and began to follow me. I looked for the staircase I came down and found that it was locked. It had multiple locks on it, including a chain and a soldier was posted at the door too. I told the soldier I needed to go in the door to get to where I came from. He said that it was impossible, I could not go back that way. I pleaded with him and told him I had to because I was on a mission. He replied, Oh, in that case take these items: (a purple umbrella, a pink sheer veil and a key chain)and go that way; he pointed to an elevator. I get in the elevator; there is a strange woman smiling at me when I look out from the elevator. I suddenly realize that I didn't know what floor that room was on. With that thought someone on my right, who I thought may be my friend Lovie, pushed the button on the elevator, she pushes floor 9. Then I wake up.

I was in a small room and my foster sister was laying on the top bunk of a bunk bed and were cursing at each other. Next I left the room and went into another room where I heard worship and praise songs. I thought, people don't know about this place, I have to tell them about it. I walked down a few flights of stairs. I felt like I was in a high school or something like it. There was someone on my right side, but I couldn't see them, I just knew someone was there. I end up in a underground of some sort. I open a door and there are about five men sitting at student desks with a black book in their hands. When I opened the door they stood up and began to follow me. I looked for the staircase I came down and found that it was locked. It had multiple locks on it, including a chain and a soldier was posted at the door too. I told the soldier I needed to go in the door to get back to where I came from. He said that it was impossible, I could not go back that way. I pleaded with him and told him I had to because I was on a mission. He replied, Oh, in that case take these items: (a purple umbrella, a pink sheer veil and a key chain)and go that way; he pointed to an elevator. I get in the elevator; there is a strange woman smiling at me when I look out from the elevator. I suddenly realize that I didn't know what floor that room was on. With that thought someone on my right, who I thought may be my friend Lovie, pushed the button on the elevator, she pushes floor 9. Then I wake up.

I cannot recall the build-up to the event (if there was any build-up at all). All I can remember is seeing my younger brother chained to a wooden frame. He was anxious. His friend (Richard) approached him with an electronic cutting device and started cutting the skin and tissue away from the left side of my brother's face and neck, damaging nerves and blood vessels in the process. I don't know why, but I knew he was't trying to kill my brother. I wasn't sure why he was doing it. Although I can't remember my brother calling out for help at first (as he would obviously do in real life!), as the cutting went on my brother's voice was damaged and he was trying to call for help at that point (in a hoarse voice). Up until this point, I was completely powerless to intervene. I wasn't chained or tied up myself ... it was as though I wasn't actually there during the event, but had witnessed it ... a really strange feeling. And once Richard had stopped cutting and walked several yards away, I physically appeared. I went up close to my brother and spoke to him. He was still asking for help in a weak and hoarse voice. I asked him if he wanted me to kill him, to end his suffering. I remember feeling immensely upset and overwhelmed with pity for what my brother had just had to endure. He replied to my question, but his voice was too weak for me to understand what he was saying. Then I took the cutting tool myself and tried to cut his windpipe (which was almost visible) to end his life and shorten my brother's suffering. And for some reason I couldn't do it which is ridiculous (as I am a doctor), but I could not find the wind-pipe to sever it! Then I woke up worried sick for my brother ... I was in a cold sweat, my heart was racing. I even contemplated phoning him at 5 in the morning to make sure he was ok. The dream was so vivid, especially the emotions I was feeling during the dream. I hardly ever have nightmares and weirdly, if I do have them I usually enjoy them and find them entertaining. But this was completely different to any dream I had experienced. I didn't enjoy it one bit. It was really horrible.

I was dreaming that someone i am falling in love with in reality was being taken away in jail. I went to jail to and realised how easy life was in there. However everyone looked depressed even though they had the benefits of life but they couldnt go anywhere. I met up with a popular guy from my school and we hugged and the boy i fancied got jealous and demanded a hug from me. I kissed his neck. In the courtyard the police man threw choker chains out and everyone started beating each other as i looked down in fear in case my lover got hurt. We decided to run away and break out of prison. We packed to run away on a motorcycle.

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