"These dreams are starting to fuck with my head. It's a dream I've had in the past and it is coming back. In this dream I am walking around where I live and a man walks up and I can tell he wants to fight. I try to walk away and he follows me. this man can't catch me and darts for my house. So now I am CHASING him.(so I guess he really DID get me) And he's going into my house, after my family. But he's not entering the house through the door. He's just going into the house and I know I locked the door. I always do. As I go after him I crash down my front door because I don't have time to get my keys out and I see the damnedest thing. I see ME, looking at me and just staring. I look into a mirror which just so happens to be right next my face and I see what he...I mean, ME sees. A demon, not a devil, but certainly NOT human. And as I realize that it's ME. It's too late. I get 2 24in. long 4in. wide blades, surgical stainless scapel sharp shoved into my chest, BY ME!!! And as I begin to drift into death, this THING I see in the mirror begins to take form ON ME, the me killing me. You with me so far Doc? And as he is transforming I can see that HE, I mean ME, was the killer and before I die I hear me laugh at myself.And I wake up at 5 a.m. So am I nuts or what?"
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