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The "School"
11-27-2002
I was in a school/college situation.

Someone told me the head guy wanted to see me.

I walked into a large room. There were rows and rows of tables and doctors. I watched one table. A girl was held in a machine... her back to me. The doc was tormenting her. "I could do this, or that...." reading from a chart. "I'll remove [something]." I don't remember what was to be removed. The doc grabbed a scalpul and started slicing open the girl's back. The girl screamed.

I felt sick. All the docs were doing torturous things with no anesthetic... and there I was, waiting for the head doc. I was terrified.

I waited for a while and he didn't come to get me.

I walked to the reception desk. "Where is Dr. [name]?"

"In his office." I gulped. I had kept him waiting!! What would he do to me?!

I knocked and then walked into his office. He looked like Anthony Hopkins. He had an evil gleam in his eyes. I apologized quickly for keeping him waiting. I was scared. He had my chart and was reading it over. "Take off your shoes."

I did so quickly. He sat down on a large sofa. "Have a seat." I did.

 

He spoke for a while, but I can't remember what he said... something about wanting to examine something. He paused. I didn't know what he wanted me to do. "Undress."

Suddenly, I remembered all those people in the other room. I had started to pull my arms out of my sleeves and I stopped... I couldn't do it. I didn't want to end up like those other students.

Blackout.

I was in a mansion. It was weird. Hallways would become steep ramps that you would have to crawl up and squeeze through. Rooms would have up to three exits.... It was... weird.

There was a woman with a kid... a little boy.

I was babysitting the kid.

The mother had just come home from working... she was crying. In a flash, the dream gave me the history of what was happening.

Some guys had killed her husband and took over the house. They controlled her completely.

I agreed to help her out by killing the guys that killed her husband.

The dream jumped back and forth here... I killed [though, I didn't see it happen] a couple of the guys... then killed some other guys instead... apparently, one of the guys was the father in disguise. Finally, the right combination of guys was killed and the husband was reunited with his wife.

Blackout.

I was back in the college scene. I was in the head doc's office, only, it had changed. There was no sofa, but a huge desk divided the [now] small office in half. The head doc sat behind the desk. I sat on th eother side and [Elka] was beside me in the other chair.

It was here that the dream let me know what was going on. The doc's superior was running an experiment at another campus. He had some guy over there that he wanted to breed. There were two girls at the Doc's "school" that he wanted to use in their experiment. This hadn't made the Doc very happy and he had wanted to get me disqualified from the experiment so I couldn't leave his campus by doing a simular proceedure that I had seen in the large room before.

I knew he couldn't do anything now... he had the transfer papers on his desk. I don't remember what was said, but I basically told him exactly what I thought of him. He was a monster.

Blackout.

I was outside the building. There was grass and a road that ran through the campus. There were a bunch of students around, as well as a bus or two. The Doc was leaving and me and [Elka] were watching him go. It was a good image.

Suddenly, the doc turned around and had a water hose. He sprayed it at me and it hit me full on. I was terrified of the spray. I ran behind [Elka] and yelled for him to hide me. He stood between the spray and me... and I crouched down... soaked. I also had a book in my hand that was getting ruined.

Faded out... my sis turned on the TV.

In the mansion scene, there were two ticks on the back outside left shoulder blade of my shirt... only you couldn't see them. They would bite me through the shirt and I'd have to grab my shirt and pull them off me. It hurt a lot. I couldn't get rid of them and they'd bite in again and again and each time I pulled them off, the skin at the spot would break, though they never bled.