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    1. Royal Manipulation

      by , 01-08-2011 at 02:56 PM (Hazel's Boiler Room)
      1/6/11

      1- Royal Manipulation
      I am the daughter of the White Queen and the Red King. My mother is preparing for some sort of event that we are hosting, and she's trying to help me pick out a dress. I hate dresses, I think to myself with annoyance, but I have to play the part of the "good little Princess." No one will ever suspect what I'm REALLY up to.

      After a lot of hassle, I manage to find a suitable dress for the event. My mother is wearing a dress so white that it practically hurts my eyes, and my father is wearing his usual red and black attire.

      There is a lapse in time; the event is over, and I am watching a live video feed from a hidden camera I have installed in my mother's private chambers. She is cheating on my father with another man. "Perfect," I mutter to myself, grinning evilly. I "accidentally" leave the video out for anyone to get ahold of.

      A bit later I find my mother walking down a hallway, and I quickly catch up to her. "Everyone knows what you've been doing," I say to her urgently. "If you don't come up with something quickly, you might have to abdicate the throne."

      "Don't worry," she assures me. "I've already set my plan into action."

      Her plan was a good one. She came up with a way to make my father look bad; bad enough to overshadow her infidelity. He is banished from the Kingdom and told never to return. I manage to locate him fairly quickly. "You've got to go into hiding," I tell him. "If they catch you back in the Kingdom, they'll kill you." I spend the rest of the dream leading him to the "perfect hiding place."


      ((Good grief. If this is what happened with Leroy and the Queen, it's no wonder they always try to kill me. ))
      Tags: family, royalty
      Categories
      non-lucid , memorable
    2. Independence vs. Companionship

      by , 01-05-2011 at 09:51 PM (Hazel's Boiler Room)
      1/5/11

      1- Getaway Car
      I am living in a mansion with my haughty mother who expects me to be perfect for the party we are throwing. However, I have learned that some unknown villain wishes me harm, so I spend the entire party sneaking around and spying on people. My pursuer is no one at the party, as I find out. He is a very powerful magic user. If it weren't for the help of Alice (from Resident Evil), I would never have made it out alive.

      I become separated from my rescuer and must now go solo. ((I end up going on this super long quest that I unfortunately only remember bits and pieces of.))

      *lapse in time*

      My point of view flashes to a man walking around in a greenhouse. He is examining some plants that have been psychicly altered and is contemplating eating them. Suddenly the man's face is torn off, by a friend who had been possessed by the evil magician after me.

      I flash back to myself. I have made a pit stop at my Aunt's house for supplies. For some reason I get in my car from the passenger's side, and am crawling through to the driver's side. Suddenly my Aunt hijacks the car and starts laughing like an evil maniac. I panic for an instant, believing that she has been possessed. Then she laughs normally and asks, "How could you possibly think I was evil? I'm hurt."

      "I don't have time for this!" I mutter, taking the driver's seat and shutting the door. "Goodbye." Suddenly, the evil magician walks up with a little boy. He hands the child a gun and tells him to point it at me and pull the trigger. Before I can get the car started, I have a bullet through my arm. It hurts, but not as bad as I would have expected. The boy tries to shoot me again, but the trigger jams. He looks down the barrel of the gun and experimentally pulls the trigger. His brains blow out the back of his head.

      I drive off as fast as I can, ducking low as more shots come.

      My pov flashes to this spider lady. She is facing the evil magician, who appears to be working for her. "Tell me," she says in a seductive voice, "Do you find me attractive in this form, or am I grotesque to you?" The man stammers incoherently. "Be honest," she murmurs.

      Back to myself as I stop at a cafe of some sort. I walk inside, ending up at a wall painted with strange creatures and odd phrases. Near the bottom of the wall was the phrase "Paper due. Sad day." Beside it was a picture of a hotdog with a face, sticking its tongue out. After examining the wall with some amusement, I turn the corner into a secluded area where Alice is waiting for me. "I thought I might find you here," I say, sitting down at one of the booths. Apparently we had met here sometime in the past.

      "Of course," she answers. "I couldn't leave without you."

      One of the waitresses (the one who "usually" waits on us) is sitting nearby. I examine the bullet wound on my arm--- it isn't as bad as I would have expected. Must have just grazed me. "What happened to your arm?" Alice asks me, her eyes intense.

      "I was shot."

      The waitress obviously thinks I'm joking. "Did you cut yourself with those long fingernails?"

      "I was shot," I say again, this time more forcefully, "by a two year old. Who then proceeded to shoot himself in the head."


      Much to my disappointment, I awaken at this point.

      Updated 01-13-2011 at 01:27 AM by 10998

      Categories
      non-lucid , memorable
    3. Pre-Apocalypse

      by , 01-04-2011 at 12:01 AM (Hazel's Boiler Room)
      Wow, last one, and the first one of this year. That went pretty quickly. (I didn't realize that I already had half of them typed up in various places.)

      1/1/11

      ((Note: Each time I woke up, I unintentionally re-entered the same dream.))

      1- Supernatural Part I
      Something strange is going on with aliens. They are having a weird effect on blond people, causing them to have superhuman powers and giving them visions of the future. My mind instantly goes to a certain blond, the blondist person I've ever seen... I worry what effect this must be having on her, but I don't have time to search. My cousins have been affected as well; I am busy trying to interpret their prophecies and writing a note about the crazyness to my friend.

      2- Supernatural Part II
      A violent storm breaks out, another result of the incoming alien-induced apocalypse. I run to the front door, where my mother is watching in horror as a thick black cloud begins spawning tornadoes left and right. Instantly becoming lucid, I assure her, "Don't worry, it's just a dream." I hold out my hand and dispel each tornado as it comes my way. Very draining...

      3- Supernatural Part IV
      I have a vision of my own (even though I'm not blond ). In the vision, I see an army of angels transform before my eyes into a legion of demons. A voice declares that the Christians are following a lie, that the Legions of God are demons damned for eternity, that a destroyer shall come and end the great deceit. It also mentions a child, saying "her actions will be the catalyst."
    4. Zombie Virus

      by , 01-03-2011 at 11:47 PM (Hazel's Boiler Room)
      12/27/10

      This is what I get for watching Resident Evil before going to bed.

      Zombie Virus

      The world has been infected with the dreaded T-virus; everyone around me, including the animals, are quickly becoming undead flesh eaters. School is no longer safe; I barely survive an encounter with a zombie third grader before high tailing it back home.

      Home isn't much safer. My poor little Sadie is long gone, leaving only my rats uninfected. However, the ferret ((which doesn't exist in real life)) is not acting right. I am desperately trying to keep it away from me and my rats, but it leaps in the cage and bites Luna. I jerk it out of the cage by it's tail and throw it on the floor. Poor Luna is still in it's vicious little jaws. I slam the cage down on top of them repeatedly, squashing them flat and sending blood splattering all over the floor. I look at Dusty, my sole surviving pet, and begin to cry. My mom walks into the room at this point. "I can't keep doing this!" I sob. "I don't want to see my pets die anymore!"

      My mom tells me to get a grip on myself, which I promply do. "I love you Luna," I whisper to the bloodied pulp of a rat lying on the floor. "I love you, Dusty."


      ((At that point, I wake up. Normally I like zombie dreams, but this is not one of them. The next one, however, was MUCH more pleasant. ^^ I don't mind killing zombies when I have Alice and Claire on my side!!!))
      Tags: animals, rats, zombie
      Categories
      non-lucid , nightmare
    5. In Night's Lair

      by , 01-03-2011 at 11:44 PM (Hazel's Boiler Room)
      12/19/10

      In Night's Lair
      I manage to get on the bad side of a dark King, and am suffering the consequences. Due to the influence of the King's creepy shadow creatures, my cat gets trampled by a mob of hysteric civilians. Fortunately, I manage to get them off of her with minimal damage.

      She is, however, injured. From the looks of the way she's limping, I think her hip is broken. I tell my dad that we should get her to the vet immediately. She disagrees. First she points out that it's only her paw, not her hip, and that she can wait until I am out of danger. (I do not find it a bit odd that she's speaking; I seem to think that it's quite normal.) I don't have time to object, as I'm suddenly whisked away to the Null Chamber. (Obviously I play too much zOMG.)

      A lot of people on my friend's list are there for some reason; one of them has screwed something up and gotten us all stuck. Somehow they all manage to teleport out, leaving me unable to do so. Hmph.

      I don't fancy being stuck in the Null Chamber for the rest of my life, so I begin looking for an alternate means back out. Finally I find a secret door, which leads me into the Realm of Shadows; a place I definitely do not need to be in.

      Sure enough, the King's shadow creatures are there, very aware of my presence. After a fairly short chase, they've got me cornered. I am perched atop some tall bookshelves, with nowhere to go. A very tall, very fat, very strong creepzoid approaches, smirking at me evilly. I had gotten him in trouble with the King towards the beginning of the dream; it is obvious he is about to get his revenge.

      Then, out of nowhere, I am grabbed by the wrist and jerked into another dimension. I see, much to my surprise, that my rescuer is the Queen. (Though not MY Queen...) We are running up a staircase, our haste tinged with desperation. I realize that we are in the Castle. Couldn't she have brought me to a safer place than this???

      She practically throws me into her private chambers and tells me that she'll be back as soon as she can. Then she shuts the door, and I am alone. I immediately begin searching for a hiding place. I see that she has a door to the Null Chamber in her closet; that will probably be my best bet if the King comes searching.

      As I am crawling around, looking for other suitable hiding places, I see that I am being watched by one of the maids. How did she get in here without me noticing!? "Please," I say, but I can see the hunger in her eyes. She knows she will be rewarded greatly for alerting the King to my whereabouts.

      She runs out of the room. I am now watching a cut scene of the Queen running frantically back to her room, trying to reach me before the King does. As I watch, I note true concern in her face and I wonder why she cares so much. I can hear the King's voice close behind her, saying that it's about time he got another queen.

      Everyone bursts into the room all at once. There is no point in hiding; I will stand and fight honorably, even though the odds are stacked against me.
      Categories
      non-lucid , memorable
    6. A New Level of Narcissism

      by , 01-03-2011 at 11:39 PM (Hazel's Boiler Room)
      11/30/10

      1- A New Level of Narcissism
      I seem to be a different person than my RL self, in an alternate life. A guy around my age is with me, an old friend who obviously wants to be more than "just friends." I am discussing a problem that has recently developed.

      About a week previous, I split into two separate people. There are now two halves of me, and we act exactly alike in every way except one: She seems to have inherited the devious side of me, while I contain the more inhibited side. I fear whatever evil she is planning. Although we have grown inappropriately fond of each other, I worry that she will eventually kill me in whatever endeavor she is pursuing.

      As I am discussing these concerns with my friend, I have a flashback of the day the split occurred. I see myself lying in bed, gripping my grandmother's severed head while tendrils of dark energy seep from my eyes and mouth. Once it recedes, I see myself and my friend go off into the woods to bury the head.

      At the end of the dream, my double is embracing me from behind. I have another brief flashback (but one that I choose not to share. ) I ask her if she intends to kill me. "Is that what you've been worried about?" she asks in a somewhat soothing voice. I realize that, while I don't trust her, she will most likely spare my life.


      Wow... That's a new one.
      Tags: alter ego, death
      Categories
      non-lucid , memorable
    7. 10/22/10

      by , 01-03-2011 at 11:32 PM (Hazel's Boiler Room)
      10/22/10

      1- Conspiracy
      I am walking around the karate place, which seems to have been expanded into a store. For some reason, headphones are blaring Within Temptation songs into my ears. I think it's rude to wear headphones in public, so I'm trying to figure out why I'm doing so. Suddenly a man taps me on the shoulders. I take the headphones off, but I still hear the music (I have it playing in real life.) I struggle to hear his question.

      "Can you show me where the flats are?" he asks. As if I work here... and what the heck are flats?

      I look to the front desk, where Anna (the receptionist/secretary) is standing. Pointing to her, I say, "Anna would know better than I would." He walks off.

      I see my Papa leading my brother into a long hallway with many doors. Curious, I secretly follow them. They stop in a room at the end of the hallway, but I can't get close enough to see without being noticed.

      When I leave the hallway, I am now in my house. I find a hole in the wall that allows me to see into the room where my brother is. He is in a room with a bunch of sickly old men, all of whom are sleeping in recliners. Weird...

      *lapse in memory, but I get knocked out somehow*

      "Waking up" in my bed, I am determined to find out what is going on. I had overheard Papa telling my brother something rather disturbing, but it hadn't made sense. Apparently I had been attacked... but I'm having problems recollecting the situation.

      I leave my room and ask my mom what's going on. She is evasive. My brother gives me a look and says, "I'll tell you later."

      My mom suddenly gets angry and says,"There is nothing secret in this house!"

      But there is. A winged bringer of death has been going around killing people, and I KNOW that it involves that secret hallway somehow.

      There is a cut scene of my dream father getting attacked by this thing. I fear he is dead, but when I reach him, he spits up water and sits up. Alive. We find out that the death-bringer is someone that we had trusted, who had clearly betrayed us.

      This man begins attacking us. Realizing I'm dreaming, I tell my dad to run. I can handle this.

      He is easy enough to fight, especially using my awesome karate moves. Maybe this will help me get better in real life... But he calls reinforcements: several zombies, a goat demon, and some other creatures. I run inside and use the screen door as both a shield and a weapon, ramming it into the zombies and then kicking them down the porch steps. After I beat the final zombie off the porch, the goat demon exclaims, "You killed her!"

      "Uh, she's a zombie."

      He breaks into the house, so I run out, taking my chances with the other creatures. I fight them for a few minutes, but then a strange man wearing a backpack says he's going to open his pack, revealing "the truth." One of my allies tells me to run, so I take the advice. I don't get very far, however, before I feel someone grab ahold of my back. "Let go!" I shout. Then I realize The Truth. No longer am I running; instead, I'm GROWING out of the strange man's back, and I suddenly have spider-like legs coming out of my body.

      I let out a bloodcurdling scream (even though I know I'm dreaming)
      and I end up having another false awakening.

      This time I'm in a hospital, and the strange backpack man is standing over me with a video camera. "How would you like to be in my new reality show?" he asks me playfully.

      I scowl at him. "I'd hate it. Almost as much as I hate you."

      "Now, now, I'm sure you don't mean that." I hear a threat in his words. If I don't do what he says, I'll be growing out of his back again... The thought is not pleasant.

      "Fine! What do you want me to do?"

      He makes a fool out of me, telling me to do all sorts of stupid and random things, like making silly faces at the camera. I am furious, but I have no choice but to comply.
    8. 10/10/10

      by , 01-03-2011 at 11:19 PM (Hazel's Boiler Room)
      10/10/10

      Staying in a hotel at Georgia... Great place to have some seriously disturbed dreams. :S

      1- Sacrifice
      I am performing a ritual that calls for the sacrifice of an animal. I buy a huge meat cleaver to get the job done, but then I can't go through with it. ((That's all I have written in my DJ, but it's definitely an abridged version. I remember accidentally killing a cat before I even got the knife, and some creepy person attacking me. I believe I used the meat cleaver to chop their hand off, but it's been several months, so the memory is very vague.))

      2- More Neo-Nazis
      I am stealing a book in a future where books are illegal, when the Nazis come to take me away. I quickly hide the book in my jacket.

      They ship me off, but after a huge ordeal ((which I stupidly didn't write down)) I make an escape on horseback.


      3- Torture
      A CREEPY preview for some movie comes on tv:

      A flash of a monster-woman, with a spider like face and arachnid jaws. A red-headed girl strapped to a table. "Just relax," the spider lady laughs. She drags her long, metallic claws down the girl's legs. Flashes of torture. The lady has huge garden shears that she uses to cut off the girl's fingers, one by one, while the girl cries over and over, "Mother forgive me, Mother forgive me, Mother forgive me!"

      The clip ends, showing the name of the movie. We all stare at the screen in disturbed silence.
      Categories
      non-lucid , nightmare , memorable
    9. 10/8/10

      by , 01-03-2011 at 11:06 PM (Hazel's Boiler Room)
      10/8/10

      1-Hidden
      I have the odd feeling that I am not alone; after a brief search, I find my friend Cheyenne hiding in my closet. She tells me that she's mad at someone in her family and doesn't want to go home. I decide to help her hide.

      This proves to be quite the task, considering she seems to be drunk and refuses to stay hidden.

      "How am I going to get you to school tomorrow without my mom finding out?"

      "We can just explain everything to her in the morning," she decides. She sits down on my bed. "Promise you'll let me keep a marriage proposal ring?"

      "Uh, sure... Who proposed to you?"

      "My brother."

      I am unable to hide my shock. "Um, I don't know about that..."

      "Please?" She takes out a small plastic ring that says "BEST FRIEND" and smiles sadly. "He's in Heaven now." I am left with the disturbing image of a fetus dying in the womb before I wake up.
      Categories
      memorable , non-lucid
    10. 9/19/10

      by , 01-03-2011 at 10:48 PM (Hazel's Boiler Room)
      9/19/10

      1- Evil Sophie
      ((First, an explanation. Sophie is another of my "alter ego" characters that I use for writing. No, I do not have dissociative identity disorder. ))

      Sophie turns evil and wishes to join an order of evil magicians that we had read about in a book. She signs us up for a summer camp so she can kill some people. "Not my problem," I think, but upon arrival I realize that I will be the one to pay for her actions since she's using MY body. I forcibly regain control of my body and cast her out. She becomes a small white cat.

      I pick her up and pet her, whispering things in her ear. "You look cute as a kitty," I giggle, and she bites my hand to express her annoyance. One of the camp girls asks if she can hold her. "No," I say, "this cat is rather unpleasant." As if to emphasize this, Sophie viciously bites my hand again.

      I was going to attempt to pretend to be Sophie while at camp, but she had put HER age down, and no one is going to believe that I am 13. Instead I signed in as a late arrival and ended up sharing a cabin with a girl named Natalie. While I am asleep, Sophie takes on her human form and kills my poor roommate. I wake up shortly afterward. "Not my problem," I think once again, and have a brief conversation with Sophie as she is removing Natalie's bones from her body. Some of the things she is saying make me slightly uncomfortable, so I leave the room to have an early breakfast.

      I am speaking to a boy named Roy (who Sophie intends to kill) about the language of the elves from Tolkien. Suddenly I realize that if I don't tell anyone that Sophie murdered Natalie, when I was clearly a witness, I will be considered and accomplice. Darn...

      I tell the headmistress of the camp about Sophie's deeds. (In her human form, Sophie was a known camper, since she DID sign up.) Th lady doesn't seem very concerned, even when I tell her of Sophie's plans to kill Roy.

      One of the other campers informs me that Sophie has put a "lunar microwave" (whatever that is) in the bathroom.


      ((Ahahaha! This dream is ironic, because Sophie is the LAST one of my characters I'd expect to turn evil. ))

      Updated 01-13-2011 at 01:37 AM by 10998

      Tags: alter ego
      Categories
      non-lucid , memorable
    11. 9/13/10

      by , 01-03-2011 at 10:31 PM (Hazel's Boiler Room)
      9/13/10

      1- The Split
      A strange lady is after my alter ego... I get the notion that she's not entirely evil (as we share a somewhat humorous banter while she stalks us) but all the same she wants Madison dead. Somehow the two of us (Madison and I) end up splitting into two separate yet identical entities. Rather than kill us both, the lady tries to figure out which one is which. Until she does, the danger is over.

      ((Not very long, but I really enjoyed this dream.))
      Tags: alter ego
      Categories
      non-lucid , memorable
    12. 9/2/10

      by , 01-03-2011 at 10:23 PM (Hazel's Boiler Room)
      9/2/10

      1- Staying Alive
      My brother and I have been sent out into the city to find information about some peculiar deities. In our quest, we stumble into a building with a sign labeled "Bountay Hunters." No time to be amused at their weird spelling, because they seem to want us dead.

      *time lapse*

      Later, I am walking through the forest when some angry tree nymphs begin chasing me. The trees themselves are walking, and each of their leaves is a sharp-toothed fairy creature. The ground trembles in their wake as I take great, bounding leaps away from them.

      Suddenly a hand is upon my shoulder, and I scream in surprise. Then I realize that it is a notoriously annoying reporter, who seems to be attempting to interview me. I yell at her that now is not the best time, and continue running. When I finally make it out of the forest, I find out by text message that I am on the news. Great...

      After that, there is a weird dialogue between me and someone I knew a lonng time ago about some of my friends.
      Categories
      non-lucid
    13. Back Again!

      by , 01-03-2011 at 10:08 PM (Hazel's Boiler Room)
      Wow... Five months. It really doesn't seem like it's been that long. But the worst of the issues have passed, and I finally feel free to resume this dream journal. Over the next few days (unless it takes less time than I expect) I will be filling in the most interesting dreams of those five months of inactivity.

      I've reeaally missed everyone, it feels so good to be back! :')
      Categories
      side notes
    14. Bunch of Fragments

      by , 08-15-2010 at 04:24 PM (Hazel's Boiler Room)
      School starts back tomorrow. The summer sure does fly by!

      Fragments:
      Kristen has gone sort of loopy. Saying that she is a clone and lost herself in another plane of existence. I think she has been brainwashed by some boot camp she has gone to, so I vow to rescue her.

      I get my ears pierced and spend the rest of the dream searching for earrings before the holes heal shut.

      Trying to pick up a squirming goldfish.

      Steven barges into my room and starts breaking things. I punch him in the face.
      Categories
      dream fragment
    15. More Blood and Gore

      by , 08-13-2010 at 10:54 PM (Hazel's Boiler Room)
      8/13/10

      1- Magical Prodigy
      I am the daughter of Melinda Gordon from Ghost Whisperer. We are attending some sort of party where a crazy ghost/demon lady is killing off the guests. Whoever goes upstairs suffers her horrible wrath: they are thrown from the banister to a bloody death. My mother cannot stop her; I seem to be the only hope. For some reason I am immune to the demon's power, and I leap at her, clawing at her face. She seems horrified.

      "What are you!?" she shrieks as I tear slices out of her skin.

      In a bloodied frenzy, I ignore her question. "Die, b*tch!," I scream at her, "And this time stay in Hell where you belong!"

      After she is dead, all the guests clap for me. I am more than slightly embarrassed...

      On the way home, Melinda and I jokingly talk about the creepy naked ghost that used to follow her around. Our conversation is cut short, however, when we spy her mother and several strange ladies stealing herbs from our garden. Ugh, that's the third time this month!

      My grandmother's friends run off when they see us approach, but before Melinda has a chance to say anything, the woman is drug off into the field behind our house by some unseen force. We give chase.

      It doesn't take long for us to find her, but we quickly realize that she is now the demon lady from earlier in disguise. This time she is not so easily subdued.

      Our battle carries over into some sort of warehouse, where my mother spots a bomb in the corner of the room. "Set up that bomb," she tells me, "and I'll hold of the demons."

      "No way! YOU set the bomb, and I"LL hold them off." She begrudgingly agrees.

      When I turn around, the demon and her cronies are all armed with chainsaws. Holy crap! For a split second, I fear that I may be in over my head, but bloodlust quickly takes control. I wrench a chainsaw out of the hands of the nearest woman and saw her in half. Blood splatters everywhere. Unphased, the demon lady comes at me. She proves to be more of a challenge, but once I disarm her (literally) she is as easy to kill as ever. She is in several pieces by the time I'm done with her.

      After I slaughter the rest of the white-robed women, I get a little carried away and accidentally almost slice my brother Alex in half. (The same Alex from two of my other dreams. Poor guy...) I have also injured my pet shark somewhere along the line.

      *time lapse*

      I am now Phoebe from Charmed, trying to call for Leo. Why isn't he showing up!? I end up having to track him down myself... some White Lighter he is. "What is it?" he asked, seeming annoyed.

      "I think we need to look this demon lady up in the Book of Shadows. I've already killed her twice, and she keeps coming back."

      He gives me a you're-so-stupid look and walks off. What the hell is his problem today?

      "Wait!" I yell, chasing after him. "Can you at leas heal my shark?" I hold out Pete, my pet shark, who is still bleeding profusely.

      Leo rolls his eyes and waves his hand over the shark. "There, he's healed." He hurries off.

      *time lapse*

      I am now Melinda's daughter again, approaching the demon's greenhouse. She is accusing my other brother, Peter, of using telekinesis to ruin her roses. He looks terrified, and is obviously not the culprit. I wonder if I did that unintentionally? Concentrating, I try to lift a garden hoe with my mind. It flies up and hits my mother in the face. Oops!

      I then use telekinesis on myself and sit in the rafters. (Rafters, in a greenhouse?) Alex, who is now a bloodied, severed foot, joins me. "Dude, maybe you should get Leo to heal you. It's sort of creepy with you just being a foot."

      "No way," the foot says to me. "I like it like this!"
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