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I was walking downtown and was stopped by what looked to be a Arabian or Iraqi man who was trying to direct me across the busy intersection. As I looked past the man, I saw another Iraqi/Arabian man pull out a medium machine gun and began to shoot at all the pedestrians. I dropped down on the pavement to protect myself but was shot in the back of the head once, and then repeatedly in the back. I felt these shots but remained alive in my dream until I awoke in heavy tears and cold sweats. I knew where I was when I was shot (intersections).

My family and I were all in our house, and I went into the kitchen, then I heard fluttering and chirping. I opened one of the cabinets, and I grabbed a medicine bottle. The bottle had a small bird inside. After I took it out, it turned into a cat. Then, finally, a child. The child had black hair, one eye that was a strange color - red and yellow - and the other eye was normal, but I can't remember the color. When I first saw her, I knew that I met her years ago, in the dream, but I forgot what I named her then. The first name that came to me was Nix, or Nyx, I don't know which spelling. I then remembered the name Aurora. Then we all heard noises outside, and we all ran out the back door. We were being attacked. My aunt asked while we were running, "why are we running?" My mother said that we'll see. There was a forest and people in front of us. It was safety, I guess, but before we could go in we had to go by two people, and bow twice. My aunt was allowed in, but I wasn't. They said that the child that I named Aurora was the dark ones love reincarnated, and that I had to leave her outside. I wasn't going to leave her, so I stayed outside in the cold with Aurora.

The zombie apocalypse occurred. I was in the mountains, and I can't remember how the dream started. I was walking down Highway 131 at night, and there were people parked on the highway. They were all looters. One fat man was wearing a pig mask and a wifebeater. Anyone who had been bitten and killed was put in a plastic trash bags, and the looters were tearing the bags open to get to the people's wallets and other items of value. This was causing most of the looters to become infected. A woman that I don't know took me to a medical facility, where it looked like they were doing disease research. She tried to make me help, and I didn't want to. I protested. The next thing I remember was walking through the streets of downtown Denver. There was a large wall around downtown, and the city itself was secure. People were going about their regular daily lives. Anyone who fell ill or committed crimes were pushed out the front gate into infected territory. I watched a family push their coughing teenage daughter into infected land, and they were showing no signs of sadness or remorse.

Prayer time at the church and you asked if we would stand and form a prayer circle. Our prayer circle was huge, much bigger than our current church size. You then asked if we would look into the eyes of the persons to our right and to our left and then intertwine our fingers together as to pray. I immediately felt those who were uncomfortable. Then you said, “all who have issues with this kind of closeness you may leave”. People broke the circle and left! Our prayer circle got way smaller, you then affirmed that the fake Christians have all left our church

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