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Place withheld · 2014-07-16 · from the DREAMVIEWS archive

Screaming or howling

A large group of people, including me and my family, are going to battle. We are on a cliff, and far below us is a rapidly flowing river. Across the river on a cliff opposite us is the enemy. I have several wooden spears which I throw with all my might, but fall short of their destination and into the water. Frustrated, I pick up a bow and arrow. I have trouble loading the arrow, so I duck down for protection as sharp objects come showering down around me. Soon I am ready to shoot, but I never get the chance. A dark, strong man whose face I never get a good look at is on our side of the cliff, even though I know he is the enemy. He is asking around, and looking for certain people but I do not understand why. He finds <PERSON> (I was watching Heroes last night), and starts stabbing and slashing at him with his sword. <PERSON>'s terrified screams leave me paralyzed and unable to think. This happens to be a very inconvenient moment for my mind to go blank, because the man stands up and walks toward me. He stops right in front of me, and looks down. I realize I am the person he is looking for, but when I deny it he turns to my sister. He draws his sword, and when I realize what he is about to do, I rush over to her and beg the man to take me instead. I cannot let my sister get hurt; especially not because of me. His response to my begging is, "You will do." His words bring me relief, and then horror as I realize what is about to happen to me. He makes me lie on my stomach and then I feel the sword cutting through my arm. The feeling is not painful, but more of a cool, tingling, burning feeling. I decide that the knife must be so sharp I can barely feel it. It is still not a pleasant experience at all and I am relieved when the man leaves. I go into the bathroom and start speaking french. A lady is in there, and gives me a funny look. The bathroom is bright, neat and cheerful with walls that are painted red. I see a mirror in front of me, but I do not look into it because I do not want to see my injured arm. I worry that if I see the extent of the damage, then I will start to feel the pain that should come with it.

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