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First dream I was a doom marine, wandering around the dark UAC station. With double barrelled shotgun I cleared my way through corridors, tearing through demons. The corridors seemed endless and empty, but I have not felt lonely. I was full of energy and rapidly cleared my way. Attempted WBTB, failed Second dream It was a western, wild west. Known outlaw <PERSON> was terrorising a few bigger cities, in most of which he had his dark business running. He corrupted sheriffs of these cities to have no troubles, except for sheriff of city in which he had main base, as that man was no threat to anyone. I was a dozen of years older. With my wife and son we were just going to move into the city of <PERSON>, unaware of that. As we approached town gates, we were ambushed by his thugs. They wounded me and killed my wife and son, I escaped to city's sewers and lived there for a dozen of years. One day when I was sitting and reading a book in my hut, which I made in a small cavern joining with city's sewers, a vice sheriff of the city appeared. She was a tall blonde woman, quite pretty. She asked me what I have been doing there for all these years. I replied that I was dealing with rats. She asked how many I have killed, and I said that none. At the same time, the sheriff of the city climbed up a neon on a bar, in which <PERSON> had his base. All townspeople have gathered to see this. Sheriff shouted to them to climb up the roof, help him get upper and that they would deal with bandits next. But nobody wanted to deal with them, people went back to their houses to watch tv. Then I appeared in front of the bar with vice sheriff. With strong kicks we busted doors to bar open. A huge group of thugs appeared to deal with us. No one used gun, it was a fistfight. Together we kicked their asses, not getting hurt even slightly. We entered one of side rooms and found women and children tied up. <PERSON> was about to sell them at the black market and get really big money. We freed them and showe them the way out, but then I noticed that someone was taking some tied women for himself. The vice kept freeing people while I ran after that man - it was my friend's sworn enemy. I chased him into the bar room, barkeep have not cared about him. The man said something to me, but I was angry and did not listened. I grabbed his head and smashed it against a bar counter, then still holding his head, I gave him a strong kick in teeth. He have fallen on the floor, unconscious. Then the barkeep seemed suspicious, so I kept an eye on him. He weirdly leaned over a wall. I asked him what he is doing, and he said "I inform". I shouted "Informant!" then <PERSON> appeared behind the counter and said "Calm down, everything would be fine." Third dream I was in my house, it was a dark night. We had visitors who have just left, the house was tidied so that nobody could find anything. I wanted to brush my teeth, but could not find my toothbrush. I asked mother and she said that grandma have hidden all teethbrushes. I searched around the bathroom and house, then I asked grandma and she showed me where the teethbrushes are. I took mine and went to bathroom.