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<PERSON> and I are walking fast out of an apartment complex. He is holding my hand and we hurry to the parking lot. We walk up to a light blue, 50's-looking car. The doors are open and it looks like it was broken into. <PERSON> tells me to get in and I do. He starts the car and we speed away. We end up in my old house on Almond Drive, but the inside is my <PERSON>'s house. My dad is there. I walk up to him and punch him really hard in the face. I then leave the house and start running down the street. Someone, a man, is chasing me. I cannot see his face and he is right behind me. I finally stop and fall to the ground in front of a group of people. I recognize some of them. I turn around and the man is right in my face. I close my eyes. When I open them again a few seconds later, <PERSON> and I are in the Almond Drive house kitchen, staring at a fish tank. We are watching a beautiful white cat with blue eyes. He is swimming and looking at us. I know that the cat is still too young. But as soon as he is old enough, I will take him from the tank and keep him. <PERSON> agrees. And then we are back at the apartment complex. We are leaving in a hurry again. <PERSON> is holding my hand tighter and we are walking faster. I look behind me and there is a woman staring at us from a balcony. It makes me horribly uneasy. <PERSON> notices her too and hurriedly pulls me into the same old car. We speed away.