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I was in a dim, red hallway, lit by candles. Every 20 metres the hallway turned right. It wasn`t a circle or spiral but always turned right. I found a pair of black, pointy shoes and put them on. I walked down the hallway. Every step I took made a glowing green footprint. Over time, the left footprint gradually began to turn inward until my footprints were completely backwords and I had a sort of limp. I looked at my deformed foot and then the dream restarted and I entered the hall again with my mother. This time there were two pairs of shoes and she put on a pair and began to walk, not speaking. I knew and didn`t put on the shoes and chased after her. I said to her,"Take them off" but she didn't answer, just kept walking. I began to walk faster yet never catching up to her, yelling now, "Take them off!" But still, no answer. When we reached the end of the hall, her foot was distorted. She went around the turn and as I followed her around the turn, she chased me back around the corner screeching, her face a mix between a witch and an animal of sorts. The dream ended just before she got to me.

I find myself lucid dreaming, so I know that I\'m asleep. I'm in a dark room during the night, in some sort of sitting room. I try to light up the area by making candles appear, yet the room refuses to light up. I decide to explore the house, realizing it resembles the house of a friend of mine who passed away a couple months ago. I find a living room, where someone is sleeping on the couch under a blanket. It\'s my dead friend. He rises himself up from the couch, revealing pale skin, bloody scars all over his face, bone and flesh where his arms were supposed to be, and several gaping holes in his chest. He looked dead. I cover my eyes and force myself to wake up, afraid to look back. I awoke right after.

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