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The house started rumbling and shaking, there was a haze everywhere, someone said there was an earthquake, I was packing my belongings, they fell out of the plastic bag and I had to repack them, I ran out to the living room and seen my black cat sleeping on top of the chair, then on the other chair there was a puppy trying to get down from the chair, someone yelled there was a spider infestation, I ran out to the garage and everyone was in there but my dad who got out because he forgot something, I then looked down at my bag and seen over half of my belongings were gone, I told them I'd be right back and ran back into the house as my dad was going to walk in and started sprinting back to my room, I entered my room to find that the belongings that fell out were gone

This dream began with a quest with a group of people. what we were looking for was forgotten on waking. this dream took us to several continents. what was most remarkable was a man with straight sandy hair and dark glasses whose existence only i seemed to be aware of.every time our search turned out to be fruitless and we were leaving he would appear in the national dress of the country we had just left and bow or wave with what i thought was ironic politeness. in Mexico he wore a serape and sombrero in India a turban and dhoti in the alps a feathered hat and lederhosen etc..finally we came back to the united states. (continued)

Living in an old house with a tall dark haired man who had a baby boy. I was involved with him. Baby skin changed colour as he was a shape shifter like his father. Baby crawling on glass roof and about to fall off but rescued by father. Young blonde haired boy had killed my family. I questioned him but I felt sorry for him. Took him to an adoption centre in a shopping centre. Couldn't leave him but returned later after talking to him and crying, encouraged to leave whilst he was distracted. My ex partner followed me, took me for a drink and started talking about us. I was trying to make my sadness obvious so he could ask me what was wrong

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