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A dream I had earlier today. |
| I was trying to escape someone or something by taking the bus downtown. But, the bus downtown was unavailable, so I decided to take another bus into a dystopian underworld. When I got to the underworld, I ran through the well-lit tunnels. Then, this group of thugs started chasing me. They kept hitting the plastic bag I was carrying with me. I don't remember what was in it. Eventually, I ran into a daycare center to hide, but the daycare center was run by the thugs and the mafia. They held me there, against my will. Slowly, I began to fight back until I escaped. Then, I found the home of the ultimate leader of the mafia. I thought I was fighting him in his home, but it was really just an imagined action. I watched his home security system run through a test. The dashboard of his home security system was full of ads for alcoholic beverages. Later, I was in an underground caver, sitting on a bare mattress. The mattress was falling into a pit, but I couldn't get off because it was too slippery. It turned off that the only way to avoid falling into the pit was to let the mattress itself fall into the pit and then use that as a platform to step out. The second I got out of the pit, the whole room suddenly started falling into the pit. |
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