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I'm at a big club-type party with my best friend K. The party is an event that's going through town, not one of the local clubs. It's in a western-style building with an L-shaped staircase. Most of the party is on the main level, I don't go upstairs. A dark-haired man catches my eye through a crowd. Later, that same man has me pinned to the floor and is attacking me violently. I'm terrified and confused, as I don't understand the reason for the attack but I know it's me specifically he's after. Later, I'm walking up a large, broad, off-white marble staircase with K, leading to a patio-type area on the front of a building. It reminds me of something I've seen in movies, there's definitely nothing like it in the city where I live. On the patio area there are tables, also off-white marble. We are going to an art class, and I am looking forward to it. There is modeling clay on the tables, but we have cameras and are going off to take photos. I have my ex- boyfriend 's camera (that I used to borrow when he got a better one and was teaching me photography). He is there and sees me with the camera, but we don't interact. Later, I go back to where the party was with K to look for clues, possibly as to a reason for the attack. I'm feeling traumatised. I'm terrified and upset and wondering if I will ever feel normal again after being attacked. I recall wondering if it's anything like what my friend felt after being sexually assaulted. At some point as we look around the club, I am descending the L-shaped staircase after finding nothing upstairs. We go into a small room to look around. The room is well-lit with natural light and is all painted off-white. There is a table in the middle. The room is familiar somehow. As we're looking through the room, the teacher from our art class walks by. We don't think anything of it until we go to leave the room and find that the door is locked from the outside. It's an old door, painted off-white like the rest of the room. The top half of the door contains a large, undivided window. A boy about our age who has been in the room the whole time but only comes to my attention now breaks the window and suggests we climb out through it. Only the lower half of the window breaks. K looks at him like he's stupid, reaches through the broken window and unlocks the door. I woke up shaking violently and afraid to go back to sleep. All through the dream I was terrified and felt like I was in danger. Extreme paranoia throughout.

"i was with my best friend in my school and i was asking about our friend who is no more now. he was carrying me and i told him that he is my very close friend, he kissed me on my cheeks. then our more male friends gathered and i askesd about any kind of information they have about our deceased friend. they all say no. then i saw i was with my boy friend on a cycle. went to a get together of college friends, there i saw my ex roomy and talked to her.,she was carrying so many books and pencils. i also saw one of our college toppers and also talked to her about studies. we all were entering a big building. then i saw its a kind of haunted and we have to get out of it before sunrise and it took the shape of pyramid. we were trapped. i along with my boy friend were searching my deceased friend and we were getting drenched. then we saw we were out. again next full moon night we both went there, there were people looking like pirates, who were attacking us under order of evil forces. we overcame them and gave that floating pyramid to a saint and his followers. we rushed through outside as it was going to be day though mislead by its evil powers we pushed ourselves out of the right door.. after few days we again went there and saw that it was all wet their and the saints books were hidden in suitcase and the followers gave us a fossil and asked it to dissect it to find out if it was our deceased friend."

My husband was sitting on the couch and another woman was sitting on another part of the sectional. she asked him to get something out of her bag for her; he did. i looked at him in a strange way as In why would he do that for her. i sat down to watch t.v with them and the woman made a remark about me looking betther than her as a joke, I couldn't quite here so I repeatedly asked what was said and neither one would tell me. two others girls sat across and laughed. I then left and came back to find the woman laying back on my husband laughing and smiling. I asked my husband to tell her to get off but he wouldn't I get really upset and burst out crying and through off my ring and left the house. His dad told him to go follow me and he wouldn't I then came to find my husband locked the door on me and I tried to get in, he soon unlocked it. I came in but had put back on my ring and I was still crying and yelling and could barely get my words out. What does this mean ?

Running through an airport terminal- gate 30- opened a door that lead outside into the rain and it looked as if I was opposite the school sports hall entrance, very very heavy rain/snow, ran outside with a queue of people following me with suitcases, ran along a snaking path to a collection of little huts that appeared to be floating in the air, went into hut No.6, caught sight of Imogen WJ and Beth A in the crowd of people, walked into a single room, like an Alice in Wonderland feel, all the furniture was miniature size and had rocking chair like legs on them, although the tan leather sofas were really tiny, about three people at a time could sit on them somehow- white fluffy fur rugs on the carpet, about 30 people crammed into this tiny room.

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