I had one of the most violent dreams I've had in a long time this afternoon during my old-person nap. Apparently I was running a gauntlet of some kind, and in order to get something I needed--some weird balloon filled with fluid--I had to fight this guy. He was kind of gangly and skinny, with a cocky attitude. As soon as they said "Fight!" I ran
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The most disturbing dream I've ever had was one where all my friends stopped what they were doing and turned to stare at me, and I got the sudden certainty that nothing I was sensing was what it seemed to be, and then I woke up suddenly with that feeling just lingering on for hours afterward. Compared to that, dreaming of stabbing a guy to pulp was positively charming.
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