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I had a dream last night that was less than pleasant. It had a very video game-like air to it at first with a lot of people in an area where treasure chests were scattered and hidden. The treasure inside would regenerate after a while of being taken, but it was randomized. I found a chest with little daggers and such, but it was someone else's stuff, they were keeping it in the chest for safe keeping and they were not far away. I told them I just wanted the dagger and I pulled a pine tree shaped cream dagger out of the chest, they looked at me weird because this was one of their more useless items one they had many of. I said yes and they let me have it, I walked off to continue my search. I came upon a group near another chest which was also empty, this group was gathered around a table. They spoke to me so I showed them the dagger, they liked it and were very friendly. I smiled and chit chatted with this frosty haired boy for a while before leaving.

The dream fades into a more...serious and um, morbid dream. I was unhappy and I knew why. A figure I can not remember the appearence of had told me 'Ever 150th person must die' he showed me a blue electric grid of names as he explained. Every 150th person must be killed because they make life difficult and such....pretty much to restore order, every 150th person on this name grid would be killed.
Obviously someone I knew and cared about was killed so I wasn't the happiest person and I sorta just went about my time keeping my heartache inside. A child stayed with me in the broken building I had taken resedince. I was a grump, seeming like I was constantly annoyed and tired of this kid's antics, I never smiled... and at the end...a flower with six shaped centers, I jumped through. I ran and the child's parent, was to be killed next. I knew this. The child did not, but he followed and witnessed it. Poor thing shouldn't have seen that, I was about to comfort him when I woke up.