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Place withheld · 2013-04-02 · from the DREAMVIEWS archive

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9/29/12 1. I am lucid and in a church filled with people. I go outside to walk home, and I summon a car. A girl DC comes running towards me saying something. "What is wrong? Zombies?" I say to her. "Yeah. And <PERSON>," she responds. I do not know what she means by this, but I think she meant golems. She gets in the car and warns me to throw all of the trash out of it and to just drive away from the Church. She gets in the front seat. We drive away, but she does not feel safe. She gets out of the car and many vehicles speed past her, intentionally hitting pedestrians. She runs to get back in for her safety, but a bus stops between us, cutting her off. I get out of the car to help her, and we agree to meet up at the next block. We run with the driverless cars trying to hit us, but I am scared a car will come up on the sidewalk. The road is hectic now, and I cannot see the DC. I lose lucidity. Many cars crash into each other in feud. I reach the corner with our car now long gone. I cannot find the girl. I am isolated, on the sidewalk, of the traffic jam. I see the DC, and she runs maniacally to try to get to the sidewalk, but the cars drive to her, flinging her into a parking lot, dead.

 

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