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My dream starts with me in my living room with a couple of people. We're approached by a ghost in a big hooded coat and we suddenly attack it. We kinda jump on it but the attack stops when he pulls out a spike and stabs me in the forehead, killing me. He then like..transports my spirit into the sky where i'm face to face with a man sat in a white chair on top of a cloud. He has white spikey hair, a white suit and a white beard. He starts talking to me about how God is constantly destroying and recreating the universe and how all of my memories are fake. He just implants them into my mind and makes me think that i've been alive all this time. Then he transports me back to my body and the hooded ghost heals my headwound and brings me back to life.
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