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      I had two dreams (non-lucid) with very realistic graphics. Altough they were two dreams in a way, they were the same, with a slightly different plot. So I thought I would post them.

      Version One

      I was with my dad and grandfather in the woods, at a cabin. I knew I had murdered a rival of me, altough it did not happen in the dream. My dad and grandfather helped me to get rid of evidence - the murder weapon. The weapon was a piece of wood, which I had used to impale the rival with. We drove with a snowmobile out into the forest, along a river, altough it was summer and no snow at all. We tried to find a spot to dump it, but after a while my dad dropped it into the river, which I thought was a bad idea, as the piece of wood was floating.

      I expected to not live in freedom for long if no action was taken, as the police would perhaps find the murder weapon coming along the river, and even if they did not, they would probably be able to connect me to the crime scene somehow. So I started planning what to do next, and I decided I would escape to Russia through the large woods of Northern Sweden, where I live, and Finland. I figured that the risk of being handed over to Sweden's government would be lower in Russia and the Eastern states, than in the West.

      After the planning, I was in the middle of the woods in a cabin, together with a sister of mine, aswell as both of my parents. A random civilian came knocking on the door, but my sister grabbed a shotgun, went out and killed him, as we wanted no witnesses to tell the police where I was at.

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      Version Two

      It started in a house. I could hear gunshots and noise, as if it was a small gangwar occuring. I found a person I disliked there, and we started fighting. I quickly beat him down, and when he was lying on the floor, I was hitting him with a empty plastic soda bottle, which was also burning a slight bit, until he died of it, looking like this: http://www.vasabryggeri.nu/produkter...r/portello.jpg
      There was a plastic bag in the house. I filled it with the soda bottle as it was the murder weapon after all, along with some other objects.

      As in version one, I went through the woods to escape to Russia. I was wandering for some time, and as I came to a river I found a drunk fisherman. The fisherman was drinking vodka, and he had a small boat full of alcohol. At first when I came, he decided he would let the boat float along the river, then stay sober. But as he drank some more vodka out of his bottle, he changed his mind and kept it. He also had lots of stuff I thought could be useful in the woods. The alcohol did not interest me, as I'm not a drinker. I was talking to him for a short time, and then he turned his back at me. I saw a knife on the ground, picked it up. I thought at first I would stab him in the head, take some of his equipment, then leave. But I felt pity for him, as he was a alcoholic, changed my mind and left without taking anything.

      After encountering the fisherman, I was now walking along a river through the woods with my dad and four relatives, of which all were males. They were going to help me reach Russia, and they were armed with hunting rifles, but I was unarmed. We spotted another group of men, also armed with hunting rifles, on the other side. We opened fire and a short firefight began. It was over quick and we kept walking, and fortunately no one of my relatives were injured.

      Now we had a short break in the woods, in which we ate some berries and drank water from the river. Shortly after, I woke up.

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      For a casual killer, not a professional one, killing and ascaping after it is a normal sequence of events.

      Maybe you want to escape from, or forget, something from the past, but you're unsure of what possible consequences of it future might bring.

      I see it as an attempt to resolve a problem that is lingering in reality, but in the dream you bump into a drunkard who offers you only more confusion (vodka) that, of course, is not gonna to help you.

      Forest and running, alcohol, shots, turning round and round, unsuccesful weapon (a bottle, a wood)...
      Unresolved problem.

      I'm tired being sorry.

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