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agentmom said:
So, I started out this dream having no idea who I am.
But I realized I was a guy in the dream, even though I'm actually a girl. And it wasn't until someone called me "Doctor" that I realized who I was.
But I was the 7th Doctor. When I realized who I was I suddenly realized I was in a dire situation. I was trapped in an old theater with this pink stuff that was growing around and out from the theater. So, I started talking to this cube that had more sides to it than you could actually see. It made only squeaky noises, but I could understand what the squeaky noises said.
I could feel the hate coming from the cube and I could feel the entity that the squeaky noises came from hated me.
The squeaky noises said, "Ah, Doctor. It gratifies me to see you in such trouble."
But I answered, "Yes, but regardless of that, you don't love the penumbra any better than I do, so you will help me."
The last wasn't a request it was an order.
I could hear the defeat in the squeaky noises now, but the squeaky noises said, "Yes, I will help you."
Just then these mercenaries burst into the old theater.
They were screaming, "We're know you're here, Doctor! We're coming to kill you, Doctor. Come on, Doctor! Don't be afraid, we only want to kill you!"
With that, I sought to hide myself behind a curtain in the theater, but just as I did that, I turned back and realized I had left my question mark handled umbrella in plain view.
I was just paralyzed with terror realizing I had made such a blunder, and that's when my four year old woke me up.
I woke up screaming "NO! Don't wake me up, I'll never find out what happened!"
I told her about the dream and she said, "Wow, Mommy, I'm really sorry I woke you!"
But, it was no use. I never had a dream like that again and I never got to find out what happened and that was over 20 years ago.
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