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Just before I start posting my recent dreams in my DJ, I thought I'd post this one! Just a dream I found really amazing that I had a few months ago.

I was walking down a path in the woods with a boy who was slightly taller than I was and had black, shaggy hair. The boy and I were apart of a large group of people, and I knew that someone in the group was going to die. I believe I knew who they were, too.
We keep walking down the path until we stop to watch these people in our group taking photos of this river. I look arcoss and watch some mini dingo thing die next to a rock. I find it weird but really normal at the same time and I believe it was the death I was expecting to happen. After that, we keep walking until we reach a rest-area cabin. I decide I want to go inside, but just as I step in the doorway, shaggy-haired guy(who I was apparently dating) starts running off, and I grab his hand, or he grabs mine. He brings me to a spot back in the woods and tells me, "This is were me and my ex-girlfriend had our first kiss." I got a fleeting image of a girl, and her name was something like Rebbeba or Rebbeca. He also told me, while looking off into the woods, that she was going to come back, or something along those lines. I think it's total bull and go back to the cabin.

Once I'm in the cabin and stuff, it turns out to be some gift shop(think Cracker-Barrel) and everyone there is getting possessed by these demon-spirits. I'm kind of confused, so I look around and go over to the corner shop in the cabin that's freakishly similar to Himalayan shop I'm fond of. The owners of the shop weren't possessed and I assumed it was because of all of the crystals and deity statues in the shop.
I go up to the guy running the counter and ask him if he's got any ash. He gives me a dirty look and says, "Get out of my shop."
I leave and run into my mom on my way out of the shop. She's mad at me for some reason or another, I think it's because I asked the cashier for ash or something. I give her a weird look and she poofs away.

I go over to a wooden table and find a creme colored cardigan lying on it. The cardigan has alot of patches and paint platters on it, and looks fairly worn(no holes or anything like that, though). And then I hear a voice and get the name 'Missy'. She says to me "Find Cecila Hull, he'll help you." She starts drawing out directions for me on the back of the cardigan, like a map almost. I find my way to a back room where there are about six men, all cloaked in black robes with there faces hidden, sitting on the floor and playing some card game. I sit on the floor behind them all. "I'm looking for Ceclia Hull." I tell them. One of the men hops up excitedly and his hood falls all, showing that he has brown, curly hair and looks to be about in his late teens. He says he's Cecila Hull.
I stand and look down to see his journal has flipped open. In yellow ink is a paragraph about something, I didn't take the time to read it, and at the end of it is a signature of 'Matthew' and immediately figure that he is not Cecila. I look over and see a stack of journals belonging to all of the men. "If I don't find Cecila Hull right now I am going to read all of these journals." I threaten. A baby then stands up and his robes fall off of him. He has a knobby, woodtroll like face, fiery-cinnamon like red, curly short hair, and a white diaper. He appeared very strong on solid, and his presence simply told me that he was Cecila Hull.
All of the other guys, except one, were all eaten by a suitcase. The guy who wasn't eaten had his hand in the suitcase and seemed to be digging around for something.
And then I woke up.