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Was in a giant building with jazz clubs inside. The walls were covered in red fabric drapes hanging on rod iron polls. Much of the becoming of this dream has been forgotten. I do remember that I was somewhat being fallowed by someone. I kept going from jazz club to jazz club, listening to music, switching seats, and looking back over my shoulder constantly to check to see if someone was getting closer. Finally I reach a coat closet and I hide I am aware that the stalker is getting closer. The light throughout this much of the dream had been very dim but I could still see out of the crack of the doorway. I stood there watching as women dressed like flappers walked by. The man fallowing me stood there for a bit but then he too walked passed me. When I felt the coast was clear I left the bathroom. I was stunned to see the man waiting for me in a large hallway. Someone shouted for me to run. I did here but it seemed very slow motion. I think a bullet flew past me. I open a door of a kindergarten classroom and lock the door behind me. I tell the children to hide in a lockdown style. I wait for a minute and then I realize that the man is suddenly chopping the door down with an axe. I SUDDENLY REALIZE THAT I AM DREAMING but I am not sure how to stop the man. I start telling myself loudly that this all a dream and I can make him stop but he was not stopping. I think I got extremely anxious here because everything goes black here. I am in a new dream now. I can remember the one from the before but I am not lucid yet. I was going back to highschool and apparently <PERSON> was going to go with me. I walked into class and saw <PERSON> and <PERSON>. I sat b <PERSON> and talked for a long while. Then the teacher passed out yearbooks to all of us. I realize that <PERSON> had left the classroom several minutes ago and that I did not feel like signing year books, so I would leave and try to find him. I walk out and find him immediately waiting for me. We decide to get inhis car. We realize that a car is fallowing us. I make <PERSON> turn right 4 times and the man fallowing us does the same. We suddenly are nolonger in my a car but now running from the man. I recognize the man as being the one from the previous dream. I then suddenly realize its a dream and that I can just fly away. I did not need to hop 3 times to catch air this time. I basically busted into the air like a fighter jet. This was by far the fastest I have flowen in a dream. I headed to the top of a massive hill with trees. I was doing loops and moving from side to side with perfect control. I did this for what felt like a long time before I landed at the top. <PERSON> had been slowly trailing me and asked me how I could do that so well in my dreams. I explained that some people are better at some things then others. Other lucid flyers were making their way to the top of this hill in the clearing. I stood there taking in the view before I woke up.