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Knight vs. Knight, Angel vs. Demon

I have a horrifying nightmare of someone holding my legs down as I sleep. Mom opens my door and asks if Skye is in the room with me, which halfway pulls me out of the dream.
Finally I manage to pull myself away enough to say “mommy”, and she comes into my room and sits in a chair beside my bed. She takes my hand and I tell her I had a bad dream. She’s incredibly understanding. I stand up and walk over to my door, looking at a little shelf on the wall that has a few small items on it. I think to myself as long as I can see these little trinkets I must not be dreaming because they’re real. No dream has this much detail, right? I pick up each rock on the shelf individually, touching the roughness and the crystals of the geodes. There’s a little wooden carved owl that is the last thing I touch. It’s slight rough wood, but carved smoothly and stained and polished to gloss. I set it back down. My eyes seem to adjust less and less. The eyes of the owl look more and more ominous the less I can see.
Now I’m at school, watching Brienne walk up in full armor to the front doors. She confronts Jaime, who has trapped everyone inside as hostages. She prepares to fight him, when suddenly an arrow goes through her chest. I whimper “no”. Jaime had gone inside and positioned himself just right inside one of the walls to shoot his crossbow through it, blindsiding her cowardly.
Then Dean and Castiel are fighting, angel against demon. The is one of the most important fights, like everything has built up to this moment. I am terrified. I don’t want to lose either one of them. Somehow, by a third person like Jaime or Metatron, Castiel’s throat gets gashed open and Dean’s neck gets snapped. My stomach drops because those are the only methods to really kill them, like a secret way to kill them that no one was supposed to know about.
They soar over the edge of the demolished road, into a chasm that way far down and lined with water. It almost looks like a bridge that has fallen into a river, but it’s just the road.
My mind is racing, my heart is stopped. No, no, no! They can’t die, please, don’t let them die!
I look down to the crumbled road down in this hole. I see that Dean landed on top of Castiel’s winged vessel. Everything is still for a moment, until Dean stirs. He snaps his neck back, correcting the bone that was sticking out in an ungodly fashion. He makes some remark about it “smarting a little”. He sits up off Castiel as Cas heals the arrows he took to the chest, and the slice on his throat. They stand up, no longer fighting themselves, but rather wanting to take out this third party. Enemy of thy enemy is thy friend, and all that. [End]

Relative to Real Life~
Night of August 13th, 2014
Notes: It’s kinda hard to tell, but when I describe my mom coming into my room and me waking up- that was all in my dream. I dreamt that I woke up and she soothed me. Just thought I’d clarify that.
Real-life characters: Mom, Skye, Brienne (Game of Thrones), Jaime (Game of Thrones), Dean (Supernatural), Castiel (Supernatural), Metatron (Supernatural).
Dream-created characters: Whatever held down my legs.
Real-life places: Bedroom, high school.
Dream-created places: Hole.
Different than real life: I don’t have a shelf hanging on my wall next to my door with rocks and geodes on it, there isn’t a chair next to my bed, I graduated in 2011 and haven’t been back to the high school since.
Reoccurring: No.
Precognitive: No experiences.

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