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Though this dream was flashes of memory mixed in with dread it make some science. I had just gotten out of an event that I felt I did horrible in. it had to do with pulling out all of our teeth and having faith that we could mix many chemicals together to make a potion that would allow for them to grow back. Not only did I refuse to pull out my own teeth but I forgot what chemicals I needed and ended up making a deadly black slug that came back to life and killed almost everyone in the room. I had bolted out of the room having to go pee really bad. Unfortunately the girl’s restroom was closed so I decided to go into the men’s room beside it. I walked in the first door two find a second door ten feet away. It was weird but I pressed on hopping to find a stall I could hide away in to pee. I walked through the last door to find myself in a dark lit lounge that looked like the like of hide away that was around in the time of bootleg liquor. Black and read are the only colors to show up other than a flash of brass or the deep mahogany of wood. The other thing that catches my eye in the dim lit area is a sign that says all girls will be killed on sight. I look around to see everyone in the room staring at me. I back up to the door as everyone stand and I wait for the worst with eye s clamped shut. “Gregory,” a man’s voice yells out. I peek out from under my lashes to see a man about my age come running over to me and wrap an arm around my shoulders. “Sorry mate I forgot that you didn’t know where I normally sat.” everyone sat back down back relaxed. My savior pulled me back to his booth in’ the corner. As we walked over I got a good look at him. He was tall and well-built with blue eyes and blond hair. We waited to talk until we were sat down. “thanks.” I murmured. He nodded his head and looked around the room. “you are lucky I’m nicer than mist the guys around here. They wouldn’t have saved you at all.” “Then why did you?” I asked curious. A smirk played on his and he grabbed my hands. “I need to tell you something very important. It could save billions of lives someday but you have to remember easily what I tell you. Do you understand?” I nod my head and he leans over the table. Just as he goes to tell me this information I’m shaken awake never to hear the important information.

I'm on an island and the water is very clear, I can see the other shore, just a few feet from me, someone is on the other side waiting for me. I step into the water, it's cold around my ankles. Wiht every step I take a tooth falls out. I make it shoulder deep, and can still see my feet, just a few inches from grabbing that person's hand. I go to take my last step and fall, into a dark world. The water surrounds me, but I do nothing to fight, to get back up. I just let myself be pulled under untill my lungs burn so badly that they burst, I float back to the top, but instead of living I just bob there, face down, dead.

A man is at the end of a road, looking down the road. I'm at the other end so we're facing eachother, standing. He's wearing a black suit and a long black coat, and has dark eyes, light skin, and black hair. He resembles me in his looks but is slightly taller & thinner. He pulls out a revolver and fires one shot from afar. I collapse to the ground but can still see his feet coming closer. He nudges me so I can see his face, and the perspective changes so that I am him. The location changes sometimes I recognise it, sometimes I don't. His suit changes in design, sometimes he wears a hat. Sometimes it's raining.

I am walking along corridors, up some stairs and along a path attached to wall up to a a small room aloft (the layout is quite castle like) there is broken glass everywhere and I am trying to avoid but I just end up wading through it and gets all in my feet. When I get to the room there is a russian man that I recognise lying on a bed (fully clothed with a coat on) in the room surrounded by a few police type people. He has a bruise on one eye and it's obvious he broke all the glass and he feels really bad about it. When he sees me he is embarrassed and ashamed as he didn't want me to know (I get the feeling he has violent mood swings and he didn't want me to know, that was the cause of the smashed glass) He says 'you shouldn't have come' and I smile and he kisses me and seems happy that I accept him for who he is.

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