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I look down and see a black dog. My mind registers that this is my faithful companion. I then see myself as an older man wearing a beige trench coat and a beige top hat. I am standing in front of a machine. The environment resembles a dystopia, and there is a subtle darkness lingering. I look at the machine and press a button. A pill is dispensed and I immediately pop it into my mouth. I again look at the machine. The screen flickers and says, "WAIT FOR IT" with a hand that is signalling "hold".

This is when I felt myself convulse from the top of my head down. It was definitely real (or so I think). I recall myself feeling the tremors as I lay on my bed, unable to control them. I start massaging the top of my head and I'm back in the dream. I suddenly feel really, really good, and the effects of the drug are in full effect. In my state of intoxication I look back at my dog. He then begins to attack me and I do what I can to hold his jaws away from my body.

The scene changes. Now I'm a woman standing in the dark on an unlit street. There is a sense of panic within me and I start to walk faster. I hear footsteps behind me. I don't dare look back but hasten my pace from long, quick strides to a full-fledged sprint. I continue looking ahead and notice a light blue house in front of me. I run up the stairs and run in. There was no door. This was my final destination.

I realize now that this is my home. I continue running until I find myself in the bathroom, locking the door behind me. I can hear my son with his friend outside the door.
"Dude, your mom is in the bathroom!"

I knew that my son didn't want me there. Under what circumstance, I do not know. I look around the bathroom and see that it is in the shape of a pentagon. And instead of walls, they're mirrors. I take a good look at myself. I'm a tall, fair skinned woman with long black hair that curls down passed my chest. There is lace that is in the shape of a V going down my chest, and the lace is skin. It's a real tissue. I am frightened.

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