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Place withheld · 2016-02-04 · from the DREAMVIEWS archive

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In the first dream, I was walking down the street at night when I found a girl, who I offered to help escort home since it seemed like some guy was chasing her. She led me to a trailer where she lived and showed me inside, and I remember being introducted to her parents, and the whole trailer suddenly shaking. She explained that there was a curse upon her family that was summoning two different ghosts, one was the "Tricker" and one was the "Killer." She explained that when she let new people into her trailer, it summoned one of them at random. The ghost who identified himself as the "tricker" appeared and explained that he was harmless, but if I hung out with this girl for too long it would summon the "Killer" ghost. I remember feeling like this dream was some sort of movie, because it seemed to feel like it was following a plotline and I knew that it would probably have a conclusion. I remember trying to get more information about why she was cursed from her, but then suddenly the killer ghost, who took the appearance of an older woman appeared and I felt myself explaining to the girl that I understood that this ghost did not want to hurt us, and was cursed and forced to kill people. We managed to escape from her, but suddenly ran into the "tricker" ghost who also was suddently coming after us. As we opened a door to escape, the "killer" ghost was right there, and the tricker ghost explained that the killer ghost was too old and frail to catch us, and she needed his help to capture us. That is when I woke up. The next dream I was near a street I usually hang out at in real life, but it was now being turned into a mall and all the shops were being re- arranged. I went to a comic book store, and all the people I know from there were there and five random new people and we were about to start a session of Dungeons and Dragons, but that is when I woke up. In the last dream I was reading <PERSON>'s comics and that is all I did for like 5 minutes. I remember them not really having a plot, but just being <PERSON> doing things like riding a balloon that looked like a cat and spray painting on the chalk board.

 

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