I had this dream last week. Most of what came before and after what I'm about to explain is more or less irrelevant. The moment I wish to speak of took place in my basement. My mother, the enemy character of my dream, and myself were all there. I was being held at knife point by the enemy character of who, for reasons I cannot recall, was pretty
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