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The whole dream was oriented around a Train.
Me and my dad were in a train station, and I knew I needed to take over the train because it was full of slaves (the slaves were like little goblin/oompa loompa things).
The train station was like a post apocalyptic settlement. (a bit like a Fallout 3 settlement, kinda reminded me of a lighter version of the Metro 2033 station)
We stole the train, but it was coming off the tracks like they weren't even there, it was like spinning and stuff.
We were then in another train by the slave train suddenly driving near where I live down a hill past tree's etc... we then jumped into the other train and started riding it down the hill, although, it was hard to stop.

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It was Halloween.
I think I was moving house?
Me, my Dad, and my sister where in the Merlo. (dad's old tractor)
Going to pick up what we thought was an old car, it was mum's current car for some reason.
Got there.
Tried to pick up the car in the Merlo.
Walked around the village.
Saw people from my school.
There was smoke everywhere. (It was like fog)
I was trying to scare people.
Went back to old car. (now looked like 30's era car)
It was on fire.
I tried to blow out the fires by blowing on them.
The fire started spreading more.
I tried to blow out all of the flames.
Pulled old photos, videos and cassettes out of the glove box.
There was suddenly a middle agedwoman watching.
She wasn't helping.
She said that she was scared because it was dark so she was just watching us, we all started laughing, she started drinking wine.
The tire melted on the car.
The whole car was ruined.

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I was sitting in some sort of 50s/Johnny Rockets style restaurant when a short haired older woman walked up to me with two or three children. She kept commenting on how nice my hair was and getting to me take my eyes off my Macbook Pro screen. She succeeded briefly and one of her kids bumped into me and apologized. By this time the woman and her children were out the door and I could see my laptop under her arm. I began shouting for security and screaming “she stole my laptop!” I ran out into the parking lot after her. It was dark outside and looked as if it had just rained, there were even still some puddles on the ground. Security followed behind me after a few seconds and the woman dropped the laptop to avoid getting caught and ran away (her children had already inexplicably disappeared). I ran up to the pile of broken laptop and noticed the name “Tyrell” on the side name tag. Thinking I had just ruined my friend’s laptop, I panic. Upon looking at the laptop a second time however, the label reads “Christopher.”

This immediately made me realize I was dreaming. I wanted to go to a club to take sexual advantage of this dream. I suppose I haven't had enough LDs to get that urge out of my system yet haha. Once said club appeared next door I lost a great deal of clarity. My visual sense was blurry and I really could only hear clearly. This persisted until I met a beautiful young woman of unknown ethnicity (something like an armenian/italian/something else mix) with carmel colored skin. We proceed to what seems to be the supply room (pretty large actually, and it even has a bed inside) and have many passionate sex sessions followed by questions--many of which I don’t remember. I do remember one though: our first time making out, when entering the supply room, I announce proudly “alright, the jig is up, I know you’re a part of my mind, what are you?” I either asked “what are you” or “what part are you,” either way the question went misconstrued and she answered “I guess it’s because you’re so a_____.” She said I was some word that started with an “a” that I don't remember. I did remember thinking it was a synonym for self-centered, but I could be wrong. We proceeded to do what we did after that as I described earlier. At the end she was crying so I wrapped my arms around her and asked what was wrong. She told me “You’re about to wake up, this is where you choose to stay here or go to the real world!” Sure enough, I woke up right after.