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Hey Dreamers.

Last night I dreamed as was going to a performance Of Phantom of the opera. I could see everything clearly. Props on the stage, the audience. Even cracks in the walls. It was a small room, and I was at the very back. The first act past without incident. At intermission, my friend who I've known a long time races up to me and says we have just enough time for a bath.

She brings into the next room, which looks just like my own bathroom and we begin to wash up. Barely 30 seconds later, the lights in the room dim. I know this means act 2 is starting. Act 2 starts, and a minute in two guys in white bring in this kid. He sits next to me. He starts really acting up.....yelling, pulling my hair, tipping over chairs. I grab him and put him in like a sleeper hold After he's out like a light, the two men in come back in and carry him off. One says thank you.

The dream changes now. I'm looking through a peephole in a door. I see an old woman. I'm an assassin and my job is to kill this woman. I don't know why. I walk in the room and pull out some wire. I notice she's humming Leonard Cohen's Hallelujah. I wrap the wire around her neck and say great song......no hard feelings. Just then a younger woman enters and says leave my mom alone. It's to late though the old woman is dead.

I turn to the younger woman kick her in the gut and spin her around. I take out a syringe. I say sorry love, and inject her. She falls to the ground convulsing and vomiting, her skin melting off.

I wake up.

I must say the first part was amusing. The second part creeped out

Mick