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Dream:
Tara, Rachael and I were seated at a small, round table.
Suddenly, it was clear that no one could be trusted, and Rachael pulled out a gun and pointed it at me. I begged with her not to shoot me and emphasised my loyalty to her.
This made Tara look uncertain and she raised her gun as well - if I was loyal to Rachael, could I be trusted to ( Read more... )
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