| My sister
heard a noise from inside my parent's room. We
opened the door to find a skinless, half-eaten
wild pig on the floor. I was thoroughly
disgusted. My sister said there were claws stuck
into the underside. I said something like,
"Yeah, that can happen if prey struggles too
wildly." Then she said, "No... all
the claws." I turned the pig over so I
could see and, sure enough, five claws [and some
of the paw] were still clinging onto the carcus.
There was matted yellow fur on the paw and I
suddenly knew it was from a lion.
In another beat, I knew it had been ME as a
lion.
Recently, I had cut my fingernail too short
and it has been very sore. In the dream, I was to
understand that, the reason it had actually been
hurting was because it had been pulled off by the
pig.
Suddenly, I sensed something... small and
dangerous in the room. A smallish [about a foot
long] white furry... thing... scurried along the
wall and under the bed. Adrenaline rushed as I
poked under the bed half-heartedly...
...and my alarm went off.
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