I was in a haunted house. It was a two storey building, or rather what was left of it after a fire. I was in a room upstairs, wandering around to find any weapons or ways out. Suddenly I heard footsteps coming from downstairs. The stairs were still intact, just slightly damaged. I looked there and saw a charred corpse coming in my direction. Then I turned into a wraith and flied around burnt rooms, looking for my prey. I found someone walking downstairs, it was a woman. She had dark hair and pale complexion. She tried to run away from me, but I was flying quicker. I finally caught her and strangled to death. Suddenly I found myself in my backyard, it was an evening. I was heading towards place behind barn. I was holding a big pig in my hands. There was a fireplace lit up, but it wasn't my destination. I went there with that pig and started dancing tango with it (and I have to say that the pig wasn't a bad dancer). When I finished, I thought "Ok, I've just danced with a pig. Now what?" Suddenly someone drove there with a car - it was mother with two of my sisters, they had some bags to which we started taking litter.
I'm reading a scientific news article. There's a video of a man with a fox, and the fox is crying - as in, shedding tears. Through the use of some frequency, the man is able to induce "conscience." Reading this, it's causing me to rethink the nature of violence in the wild and morality. Two extremely elegant women I'd been sitting with at a restaurant have gotten up to tango. I remain at our table, enjoying the view. They were the only two dancing at first, but a few other couples join in as the song goes on. The couple from the table just to my right gets up and goes to the dance floor, and they choose to place themselves directly between myself and the women I came with, blocking my view of my companions. I consider this rude.
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