Without losing time I will try to tackle my second dream goal, which is why I quickly look for DCs. Just in front of me is a street that is lit only by the lanterns and a small group of people walks there, so I start walking towards that. To my right is the front of a building, probably an industrial hall, and to my left is a wire fence with an empty field behind it.
As I leave the industrial hall behind me, a young man comes up to me, he is wearing boxing gloves, and I immediately point my finger at him to call abracadabra, which, in a mixture of hustle and bustle, comes quite stuttered. The man does not even look at me, but just laughs and walks past. Since I am not quite satisfied with this result, I go to the group I have seen before on the street, since I now know that I have basically already fulfilled the goal I can slow down a little. The street is full of cars. When a man moves past a white van, I point ath him again with my finger and shout out Abracadabra, then a second time this time in English and it seems now to have an effect. The man begins to vomit, and when I call a second time in English, he vomits a second time. There are some splashes on my face. A little annoyed about it, I turn around and now turn to the rest of the dream.
It seems like some kind of war or at least a great battle takes place with many fights going on. The world here sinks into chaos and it has a bit of a end of the world feeling.
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