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walking along a path covered in snow, surrounded by trees which supported icicles and blankets of snowflakes. I don't know how it transitions, but then we're on a forest path walking near a fence. I look past the fence once (there's still trees past this fence, and I can just barely see through), and see some kid laying on these downward sloped rocks with black DC shoes waving in the air. Behind him is this gorgeous mountain range, complete with cliffs, and trees, and grass, and rivers, and canyons. We were at the very top of one of these mountains too (the path just happened to be at the peak of a very flat 8,000 foot mountain), and I could see everything.[/b]
Sounds very pretty. I want to go there.
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It's night time, and there's many floodlights on. We're outside, and everything is a complete mess. There's pools of black oil all over the cement; dripping grease from countersides and ceilings; and weird goo that looked like spit. The lighting throughout the entire dream was really weird, because the floodlights illuminated everything with an extremely yellow tinge awhile everything else was etched with shadow. Actually, come to think of it, there was only yellow and black throughout the entire dream (or shades of).[/b]
Ooooooo....Creepy.