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I dreamt that I had moved into a boarding house and I walked out into the main room to see where the bar was in town. (in my dreams I still drink sometimes) I was surprised to see a bar right there. So I ordered a shot of Vodka which I don’t really like because it was my addiction. I immediately felt like I couldn’t control my body. The bartender looked annoyed. They said last call so I ordered a pitcher. He said- “how are you going to drink an entire pitcher yourself?” Now he was really annoyed. I looked around for someone to share it with but didn’t like most of the people. Just when I decided to leave it and go back to my room a young man walked in the bar and he was holding a knife. He was chasing me and people were screaming and hiding. I think I knew subconsciously that he represented alcoholism but I only remembered this later after I woke up. I beat him up and I cut him into pieces but he kept coming for me until he was nothing but an angry head. He was a zombie. I woke up when my alarm clock went off and none of the alarmclocks in my dream would go off.