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In reality I was in the driver's seat and my friend Scarlett was in the passenger seat we're just good friends we have just started hangout over the summer. I was tired I was high from smoking marijuana so I fell asleep. In my dream I saw that I was still in the car in the same position with Scarlett in the passenger seat and then I entered drove into this road and as I got to the middle of the road there was blocked off and then I realize the rest of the road is pretty much is blocked off with construction materials laying around all over the place in piles creating blockade. So I pulled to the right to figure out what I was going to do. Then I realized full-size Nissan SUV also entered into the road as he got to the first pile of construction obsticle in the middle of the road it disappeared and the Nissan SUV just kept going and going and going and everything that was blocking the road was not there anymore and the road was clear so I followed it to the end of the road but it was not there anymore I don't know if it went left right or straight ahead just disappeared along with all the things that wore blocking the road. In a very low voice in my sleep I heard Scarlet calling me that you wanted to go home so I woke up. You know I smoked marijuana that night I was able to tell her in detail even down to the point and that the Suv was a light brownish color and it was a older model at least 10+ years old. Scarlet already had interpreted the dream in her word right away but I want to see what you guys come up with. **He's a little back story I've been dealing with a lot of stress in my life I'm unable to concentrate at work I think I have ADHD I'm unable to handle multiple tasks at once conversations or social problems any problems I start to panic I over-react I bug out and I ignore it or just completely forget about it. forget about it.**

I was in my house looking out the back door. There was an amazing sight. I ran and grabbed my phone to take a picture but it couldn't take a wide enough picture. So I recorded a video instead. There was a gathering storm to the west. And suddenly a couple of my right neighbor's trees caught on fire. It looked like the fire would spread to the garage. I called 911. An immigrant I couldn't understand answered. I couldn't understand what he said so I just told him to send a firetruck to my place. I hung up and yelled GODDAMN IMPORTS. Then the rain arrived and it was super weird. It rained everywhere except our house. There was a clear barrier of rain. The tip of a pine tree next to the house didn't receive rain so there was a clear oval demarcation where the tree didn't receive rain. Then suddenly there was this sort of stable moving slowly toward the house. Like the ground was moving. My mom set fire to part of the garage before that. Arson

Dream Session November 8th 2017 Reversed order of a session with James? This one will be a hard one to write, but I will do my best to organize. First Section: I was soaked or have been. My thoughts focusing on maybe perhaps I had fallen into Toluca Lake? It was uncertain. James telling me I needed rest. Second Section: I woke kidnapped. Tied up. I could see a man, unknown to me. What was he? I pieced together he was an enemy of sorts. He had been "tough". Taunting James; whom was tied up himself. Locked away in a shed near where I was laying. The man had grabbed me. James yelling something at him only to get the response: "Mr. Sunderland. Oh Mr. Sunderland. You will soon see I am not after you." James had continued screaming through anger. The man whom had me as a hostage peered inside the shed James was locked in, staring at James between the wooden planks. His laughing. I could feel not only my skin crawl, but James' as well. This distorted man whom James directed his anger to: Who was he? A Cultist of Silent Hill? What did I do to piss off someone like that? From clear indication. This guy didn't want to keep me alive. James was struggling to escape his position. Tied and handcuffed. He seemed to be thinking more clearly than myself. How badly was I beaten? Third Section: We're at Jack's Inn. Time lapse? We escaped? Was it all a dream? Confusion and disoriented. I found James sitting at the small desk writing down, perhaps recent series of events. It seemed like he was in his own thoughts. "You all right?" James breaking away from his writing, realizing I was conscious. Was it really all a nightmare? "You should rest." We were safe. So what's the deal? If what I experienced wasn't a nightmare? Did I almost drown? Was I almost murdered? "Crash" isn't saying anything. Should I be worried? I should observe Crash's face. That would have given me a more solid answer. What about our wrists? I could have examined his wrists or even mine. Markings. Anything. If any of this infact was true. That means James and I aren't alone in Silent Hill. If this is infact true: We aren't safe in Silent Hill. James. The dream/metaphysical experience I had while trying to process all this has been beyond my own comprehension. Whoever that man was whom perhaps used either of us as bait; it's unclear as of right now. What his motives were. It's a troubling thought either of us were being hunted. Regardless. Thank you. As I was being drown by that monster. I couldn't process my thoughts and yet even still I am in awe. I should out right say what's on my mind. Thank you for saving me. I couldn't fight back. Yet as you freed yourself; your immediate goal was to save me without a second thought. I don't know what else to say at this moment.

I was in my house looking out the back door. There was an amazing sight. I ran and grabbed my phone to take a photograph but it couldn't take a wide enough picture. So I recorded a film instead. There was a gathering storm to the west. And suddenly a couple of my right neighbor's trees caught on fire. It looked like the fire would spread to the garage. I called 911. An immigrant I couldn't understand answered. I couldn't understand what he said so I just told him to send a firetruck to my place. I hung up and yelled in anger. Then the rain arrived and it was super weird. It rained everywhere except our house. There was a clear barrier of rain. The tip of a pine tree next to the house didn't receive rain so there was a clear oval demarcation where the tree didn't receive rain. Then suddenly there was this sort of stable moving slowly toward the house. Like the ground was moving. My mom set fire to part of the garage before that.

I was standing outside in the dark at night, i looked into the sky and noticed their was no stars, eventually the stars started to flicker 1 by 1 like fireworks, it honestly looked beautiful but the next thing i noticed the moon started to fall down, then everything went white and i woke up (This was the first time i've had this dream but i've had a recurring dream for a long time thats very similar, where im in a field during theday i look up to see either an aeroplane or a nuclear bomb falling towards me, if its the aeroplane it misses and if its the bomb i try to catch it, then everything goes white and i wake up)

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