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Another weird as shit dream!
I had a dream that Germany turned Nazi again and that Whitney and I were sent to a concentration camp. Everything's modern too, everyone's cell phones were taken away and only a few people successfully hid their iPods. They gather a bunch of us for a meeting, and instead of gas chambers, there this new machine that releases just a little bit of gas, hanging from the ceiling. The Nazi make a game where you have to start of from behind the machine, and when the beeps goes off you have to run underneath it. The gas is released at random, so you don't know whether you'll make it past the machine or not. We had to watch a few people die, and then I was called up, and they told me to pull the trigger on the machine, which definitely released gas and would definitely die. I pulled it, but I didn't run, and they said "Jew girl, run now!" and I started to say "I'm not a Jew, I'm just Jew...ish" but they interrupted me and told me to run through again. I said "No, bite me, I'd rather get shot" but I'm terrified and I know it's all over my face that I'm scared to shit. But they don't shoot me and I return to my seat with Whitney. They let us out of the meeting hall, and once outside, Whitney and I break down and start crying about how much we love each other and how that was the scariest moment ever in our lives.
Now I feel all weird and stuff. Very sad.
I had a dream that Germany turned Nazi again and that Whitney and I were sent to a concentration camp. Everything's modern too, everyone's cell phones were taken away and only a few people successfully hid their iPods. They gather a bunch of us for a meeting, and instead of gas chambers, there this new machine that releases just a little bit of gas, hanging from the ceiling. The Nazi make a game where you have to start of from behind the machine, and when the beeps goes off you have to run underneath it. The gas is released at random, so you don't know whether you'll make it past the machine or not. We had to watch a few people die, and then I was called up, and they told me to pull the trigger on the machine, which definitely released gas and would definitely die. I pulled it, but I didn't run, and they said "Jew girl, run now!" and I started to say "I'm not a Jew, I'm just Jew...ish" but they interrupted me and told me to run through again. I said "No, bite me, I'd rather get shot" but I'm terrified and I know it's all over my face that I'm scared to shit. But they don't shoot me and I return to my seat with Whitney. They let us out of the meeting hall, and once outside, Whitney and I break down and start crying about how much we love each other and how that was the scariest moment ever in our lives.
Now I feel all weird and stuff. Very sad.