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i dreamed i was a young boy in another country in a small town, with an interest in criminology and who had family on the force. there was a series of mysterious bad things happening in the area that were very vauge, like i didn't know for sure what they were, but the boy i was in did, and we were doing our own private investigation about it despite having a worried uncle on the force who was on the official case, and constantly told us to stay out of it and to leave things to the professionals. but we were a little shit so we didnt listen to him, and it worried out parents. but not too badly, because we were a kid, and p much everyone must have thought we were just goofing around. but we weren't just goofing around, every now and then we would find something and report it to our uncle, in hopes that it would help his case, and our parents got used to us staying out at strange hours with our obsessions. eventually one night we went to our uncles office, and told him that we thought we finally knew who was behind the series of bad things, and that it was someone on the police force, an inside job, and that maybe he had known them. we talked for a long while about what i knew, and my uncle seemed disturbed as he told me he would drive me back to my parents house because it was late. we went out to the parking lot with nobody around and as i sat in the back seat of his squad car he suddenly sprayed me with something in a flask and then lit a match right before closing the door on me. realizing that he had set me on fire and that i was trapped, he got into the backseat behind me and began to suffocate me with a plastic bag. as we grappled, he told me that it was him who had done those bad things, that he had warned me to stay away, and that he couldn't let me go knowing what i knew. so he had no choice. i blacked out, and honestly i thought that i (the young boy) had died. but we didn't. the next thing i knew we were standing with our uncle in the hallway of his apartment building, and i was down to my normal clothes and looking very somber. i had survived being lit on fire and strangled badly, and my uncle was telling me that since he couldnt kill me, he would just kidnap me, and keep me until he could decide what to do. he took me up to his apartment, a very run down place that looked almost abandoned, and he took me to the bedroom and told me to clean it. i started to make conversation, talking about a vacuum my parents owned that would fix the place right up, and he seemed interested in that. so he left me in the room while he went about the house as i cleaned. after a while he returned with food and sat down, telling me that he called an aunt of mine, and that she was on her way and would help him decide how to deal with me. the phone rang and i picked it up, i had thought of screaming in it for help, but since he was right there i handed it to him. he accepted with a semi-surprised thank you, and i said i would go to the bathroom. when i finished, my aunt arrived, said hi to me, and went into the room giving him another distraction. so i ran, at the entryway i grabbed a piece of mail and my uncles wallet, and escaped the building. i ran until i got to a fast food place, where i asked them to call the cops for me. that's where my dream ended.