I was at some kind of barn. (Strangely it was located at my school field) A brown dog on leash greeted me. I felt something weird atmosphere going on in the barn. There was my friend...and I could not recognize the face of this man - he was the lover of my friend. Suddenly I noticed that he was making human meat, also dog meat in the barn and some of my friends died for it. My friends had tried to escape once in the barn but they were all caught. And I was the target. He was going to kill me soon. I had to escape. When he was doing other thing in the barn, I ran out of the barn as fast as I could. I ran, ran, ran, ran, ran, ran, ran, ran, ran, ran, . ran and ran. with the great fear coming out of my stomach. I do not know how much long I ran. I even thought of running out the town without any vehicle. I got exhausted.
Place withheld · 2012-08-08 · from the DREAMVIEWS archive
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