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it was set in this really gray, miserable suburban area, not a slum but a city that suffered from urban decay ala. winnipeg
i was watching a teenaged dude walk home from high school when he was approached by a super cheerful girl who seemed excited to talk to him\\
it was painfully cheery and the dude noticed it and went along\\
the girl left but looked at him weirdly\\
he walks home, his friend greeted him part way down the sidewalk, a diminutive, brown-haired guy, he was kind of a teasing jerk but still fairly kind\\
he said all the girls he knows have been talking about the dude and that he wishes people would come after him like that\\
the dude chuckles nervously, talks for a bit more, then turns to open his back fence and enter his home through the back door\\
he comes into his house, and is about to go upstairs to the rest of his house from the back entrance when he notices he didn't lock the back door\\
he goes and locks it, feeling unsafe, and when he does he hears someone try to open the door, pounding on it briefly before walking away\\
he gets a flash in his mind like a half-remembered dream, something about making girls go crazy for him\\
he begins to lock and seal everything down in preparation for that night\\
my dream ended there but another one started\\
this one was about me\\
i was in a concrete stairwell, warm sunlight filtered in through the windows, i went down the stairs, past a conrete landing with two doors, and to the bottom of the stairwell, with an unusually narrow and short door more meant for crawling and crouching than walking through\\
i passed through it and ended up in a concrete hallway, with a few short pieces of stairs as it descended, it curved to the left in front of me\\
i went down it and saw another hallway, to the right after two meters was a wall with a window letting light filter in, and a door on the wall to the right of the window's wall\\
directly ahead of me was a door leading to a large rectangular room with a stairwell going down, to the left of that door near the roof, however, was a little passage/vent thing to the same room\\
to my left was a long hallway leading to aother rectangular room with a stairwell\\
i meander about a bit, before finding something written down talking about spores resting in books, rendering people subject to latent infections\\
a woman rushes by me and i follow her, trying to tell her she's okay and there's no pathogens here, but she wouldn't hear me
i manage to catch up to her by the narrow crawlspace door, where she turns and seemingly smiles to me, before i hear this sickening groan and crashing sound behind me\\
i run to check on it, and i see a vague outline of something in the doorway to the rectangualr stair room\\
i climb into the little passage to look from the safety of there\\
and i see a truly disgusting, hulking fascimile of a person, with flesh fused and unfused binding its face like a plastic bag, bloody, raw flesh straining around its deformed bones, its teeth gnashing in agony\\
it begins to thunder around, trying to find and kill anything it can\\
i spend the rest of the dream hiding from it, in the passageway, on top of doors, and so on


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[[folder:Fury]]

i did not write these, i am saving them here for easy access

Amber, rapture of wilderness, chaos of maelstroms, bone-breaking laughter, \\
rider of the Vortex's edge, open to the heart of thy lowly servant.\\
To the righteous will of the seeker of thine guidance, heed.\\
Meet blood with blood, taboo breaker. Bind! Crushing flesh, twisting mind, constrict!\\
Feed your thirst, bury him underhill, kill!

Formidable Azure, approaching storm, bringer of Death, searing whip, \\
executioner's blade, open to the heart of thy lowly servant.\\
To the one approaching as storm, cutting as axe, rising as Death, to me praying to thee, answer. \\
My foe to the depths of pain, into the Vortex of suffering, throw.\\
While you Torture tear him from within, be slow.\\
When he cries out to thee, his voice begging mercy, be silent.

Crimson, furious, color of avengers and prophets, banner of the righteous, \\
essence of blood, grant power to thy warrior messenger.\\
Me, thy faithful warrior messenger, recall.\\
Sharpen my blade, my strike with thy destructive might, provide.\\
Blood and nerve from my foes' sinews, yield.\\
Guide the edge of my sword, my target - slay.

Emerald, heavy and viscous as tar, enveloping canopy, invulnerable shield, \\
arbiter of scales, bestow thy power to this venerable warrior.\\
To me, who raised the vengeful hammer, listen.\\
Fiendish plot of the heretic, who dares resist, twist.\\
His treacherous soul, chaotic and insane, banish.

Cold-blooded Argent, unbendable backbone, treasury of the forsaken kingdom,\\
patron of the takers, strenghten thy servant.\\
The one who listens to thee, searches for thee, and is blindly obedient, shall be answered.\\
The skin of the Keeper, his tendons, ligaments, and muscles, shall be hardened.\\
His heart, open to Lympha of all colors, shall be warmed.\\
Wasters of all colors who dare to give, shall be tortured.


Violet, vibrant chameleon of colors, mysterious tale,\\
lair of the Arcane, come to my core, aid in my vengeance,\\
battling a hideous, wicked, unfamiliar foe, help me.\\
By lies and deceit, the one who challenges my righteousness, shall die.\\
The one who watched me, in hope of exposing my weakness, be blind.\\
His color shall fail, his hammer shall fall, his voice - shall quiver.

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i did not write these, woke up in a small, rectangular, sleek metal room with some blue circle lights in the walls, with a single window filtering in sunlight near the roof, it was flooded somewhat, and the floor was irregular and mechanical\\
i am saving them here for easy access

Amber, rapture of wilderness, chaos of maelstroms, bone-breaking laughter, \\
rider
got up and woozily made my way out through the door, noticing the view thick vines in that room, and emerged into a concrete corridor covered in vegetation and vines, with the way to my left leading to a basement and to my right leading to a more open, sunlit plaza area\\
i went to the plaza, and the floor plan was interesting\\
it was three stories, with the top storey being the roof. it was shaped like a square with doors along the perimeter walls and a corridor or door to the outside at each
of the Vortex's edge, cardinal directions. the ceiling of each floor was mostly open to the heart sky in a square shape, so you'd have the perimeter with a paved walkway and then on the ground floor most of thy lowly servant.the plaza was a garden open to the sun.\\
To on the righteous will of second floor there was a guard rail over the seeker hole, same as the third floor\\
on the first floor, it was more poorly lit and just covered in strange plants and large, closed flowers\\
i was drunkenly stumbling my way around before people from the floor above began to shout down, scared, telling me to come up quick but to be very careful\\
i stumble up the stairs and there's a couple dozen people on the second floor and a couple dozen more on the third floor
this is some kind
of thine guidance, heed.\\
Meet blood
tropical resort area where everything went bad, i can see huge resort buildings in the faint distance abutting mountains and jungle, a jungle which surrounds this whole building\\
everyone is dirty and seem to have something wrong
with blood, taboo breaker. Bind! Crushing flesh, twisting mind, constrict!\\
Feed your thirst, bury him underhill, kill!

Formidable Azure, approaching storm, bringer
them\
they run me through what the situation is\\
apparently the plants on the floor below (and which curl and grow slightly on the upper floors) are all the same entity, some kind
of Death, searing whip, \\
executioner's blade, open
invasive, undiscovered plant species that infested the resort\\
it kills and infects humans with some pathogen contained in its spores, but can only aerisolize spores when the flowers bloom\\
it's not supposed to be able to bloom in sunlight, but since it grew during the night it's on the verge of blooming, and apparently excessive vibrations could cause a flower to begin to bloom and produce spores and kill people\\
which is why they don't let people go down to that floor\\
they're trapped in the resort since the flowers have overgrown the doors on the first floor\\
i spent a while exploring the top two floors before deciding the only way we were going to survive was to do something in the basement or on the first floor\
and i called everyone to listen to me propose a plan before i was struck with a vivid memory there of me having done this exact thing before and getting their support, as if i'd been there since the start for seemed like months\\
and then the words in the original speech changed, screaming "yuu'koth" in some alien tongue over and over again in unison, as if the flowers had entered my memoies and changed it\\
i got a party to go down
to the heart of thy lowly servant.\\
To
first floor and the one approaching as storm, cutting as axe, rising as Death, to me praying to thee, answer. \\
My foe to the depths of pain, into the Vortex of suffering, throw.\\
While you Torture tear him from within, be slow.\\
When he cries out to thee, his voice begging mercy, be silent.

Crimson, furious, color of avengers and prophets, banner of the righteous, \\
essence of blood, grant power to thy warrior messenger.\\
Me, thy faithful warrior messenger, recall.\\
Sharpen my blade, my strike with thy destructive might, provide.\\
Blood and nerve from my foes' sinews, yield.\\
Guide the edge of my sword, my target - slay.

Emerald, heavy and viscous as tar, enveloping canopy, invulnerable shield, \\
arbiter of scales, bestow thy power to this venerable warrior.\\
To me, who raised the vengeful hammer, listen.\\
Fiendish plot of the heretic, who dares resist, twist.\\
His treacherous soul, chaotic and insane, banish.

Cold-blooded Argent, unbendable backbone, treasury of the forsaken kingdom,\\
patron of the takers, strenghten thy servant.\\
The one who listens to thee, searches for thee, and is blindly obedient, shall be answered.\\
The skin of the Keeper, his tendons, ligaments, and muscles, shall be hardened.\\
His heart, open to Lympha of all colors, shall be warmed.\\
Wasters of all colors who dare to give, shall be tortured.


Violet, vibrant chameleon of colors, mysterious tale,\\
lair of the Arcane, come to my core, aid in my vengeance,\\
battling a hideous, wicked, unfamiliar foe, help me.\\
By lies and deceit, the one who challenges my righteousness, shall die.\\
The one who watched me, in hope of exposing my weakness, be blind.\\
His color shall fail, his hammer shall fall, his voice - shall quiver.
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it was nominally like supposed to be a video game\\
and it had a strange title\\
it opens, it's first person, there's a very minimalistic level select that's formatted akin to like a real paper spreadsheet\\
the first level opens with you standing in this mountainous, craggy landscape\\
very quiet, except there's a big, dark lake ahead of you with some lit docks heading into it\\
the second you walk five steps forwards, extremely loud, shrieking music starts to play and behind you is a vaguely humanoid shadow that begins walking after you very quickly\\
if you run into the water it drags you under\\
you have to walk onto the dock to the very end and then it catches you and you hear laughter\\
back to level select\\
second level\\
it's this very strange oil rig platform in the middle of the ocean\\
you start out in like this elevated room/crow's nest\\
your goal is to stop It from lighting the little pyres scattered about and not let it get you\\
this time, you, the player, who is revealed to be an eccentric scientist with an obsession with ufos, have some equipment\\
you have the ability of limited flight dueto like quantum instability\\
you're armed with like a spray can that It doesn't like\\
so you head down the ladder and flip to the other side of it and wait\\
very quickly the shadow thing starts climbing it and whispring\\
you spray it between the bars and it falls\\
it's been stunned\\
but only for like five seconds\\
after which it gets back up\\
it moves faster than you\\
so basically the rest of the dream is on this pitch black oil rig playing keepaway from this shadow thing

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it was set in this very large, very nice house\\
it was pitch black night outside\\
the house was filled with all kinds of monsters and horrible shit\\
at some point a person/animal just collapsed and turned into this\\
it was vaguely a quadraped\\
but it was like a rolling mound of like viscera? it was entirely red and slimey and covered in tentacles probably made from intestines and it didn't really have a stable form\\
it would stalk around the first floor of the house, looking for someone to kill\\
i remember in this house i could slide through special holes the circumference of a grapefruit\\
and i slid into one which put me in a little cave section\\
and then another which put me in a small room\\
i through this place was a saferoom but somehow the thing spotted me through the holes\\
but i thought i was safe since it was too big\\
then i saw it squeeze, like an octopus, its whole mass through the hole\\
it was like\\
1.75 times large than a human\\
and it did it again after a while to get in the little room i was in\\
i had a little "flesh sack" that i tried to wrrap it up and bind it in\\
and it seemed to work for a bit\\
i was under the impression i'd done this before and was pleased\\
before it burst out and started lashing at me\\
i was on a ledge above it and i don't think it could jump\\
but it could lash at me\\
so i jumped off and tried to slide through the whole\\
but it just enveloped me in its sack and i died\\
it was sort of like a video game though in that i just restarted\\
and i tried multiple times to try to find the correct way out of this situation\\
studying its patrols\\
hiding on ledges with doors partially closed\\
watching its shadows flick through halls to let me know if i was in danger\\
it was pretty slow\\
i managed to make a break for it (quietly) and ran to the basement\\
this house i don't think was euclidian\\
since the landing by the front door was normal\\
and then when i get down the stairs\\
there are openings all over the 'ceiling' where the floor would have been\\
just to that the thing could have seen me\\
i just kept running down two sets of stairs into increasingly geometric stucco designs\\
like something you'd see in mexico\\
before i reached a super super cozy, spacious basement area\\
with at least a dozen doorways in its large first room\\
i walked through it, feeling a lot of terror, i'd been expecting to see someone friendly down here\\
i go to the far end of the room and grab a kitchen knife

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i was watching a film in a theater and the movie was interesting\\
it opened up with this big monologue, talking about how the old world was forever changed by this big catastrophe and the rise of the new order\\
where they kidnap children and force them to labour away in their creepy castles and forts and shit but apparently help maintain society with magic\\
their regional deputy for italy (where this dream was set) was a frosty, cruel woman, she ran the show\\
she had a major enforcer/deputy who ran the groups who searched for runaway kids, a grizzled older man in a heavy black overcoat. his name was like crowley or something\\
another major figure in this regime, quite possibly higher than the lady on the totem pole, was a mysterious figure known as Mr. Gumball, who had been instrumental in setting things up\\
mr gumball, in this order, ran a huge chain of like candy-themed amusement parks that children could earn an allotted time for by giving up candy rations and indenturing themselves for greater spans of time to the order\\
the dream opens in one of these parks, filled with uniformed children playing around with the occasional blue-suited, brass-buttoned guard watching\\
the girl has a very serious expression on and is scooping with a bucket in a pond full of candy lily pads and candy fish\\
overhead a giant screen with an older man's face on it has him spiritedly yelling about how they've made the best society possible from the ashes\\
as she's scooping a guard comes up, kind of a willowy guy, unintimidating\\
he says in a mildly thick accent, lower-cass brit\\
"I myself always avoided the Pollywoggles. But I notice you've had your time here, eh? Twice over. You're scooping up the minnows in your bucket."\\
the girl was essentially trading in candy fish illegally to give herself more rations to sell so she didn't have to go back to work\\
she looked at him and he took out his baton\\
"We'll be taking you back, now. With penalties."\\
"Unless you'd like to run?"\\
she nodded and started hurrying off\\
he called her a fool and said she was giving away seven years for that\\
and she was off, jumping down a ledge to get to the lower park, which was enclosed by large, european-style buildings\\
he summoned, from his mind, several miniature orangutans to chase her down, each costing 20 years from the collective store of lives\\
she fled into the city, making like fucking crazy jumps and then gliding in the air with magical wind drafts to avoid the lil apes\\
the guard gave chase as the apes sprouted horrible fangs and developed blood red eyes\\
he flew as well on the back of a winged ape that turned into horse-like creature\\
the apes grew larger at the expense of ten years each and became full sized, leaping through the air\\
she was flying over the buildings of the city, which were warm and brown and made of brick and soapstone all felt very warm as well as a bit ramshackle\\
she ended up flying into a giant tree next to the tallest building in that part of rome\\
she could see the Colosseum in the distance\\
apes flew into the tree and there were magic guarding hornets too, who started to sting the fuck out of her\\
the guard was on the ground now, watching her smugly from below\\
she, however, tricked an ape into knocking over the big propaganda billboard, which fell on him and crushed him\\
all his magic creatures vanished\\
she then started flying off over the city, looking at all the propaganda over it\\
which was vaguely religious in tone\\
"Can you aid in the Great Reconstruction?"\\
"Help Us FIGHT the Great Poison!"\\
"Mr. Gumball Is Always Watching!"

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3d third person video game\\
starts in a dingy prison cell like dark souls\\
the protagonist is a modern day woman with a ponytail and leather jacket\\
she seems confused\\
leaves her room and steps onto the muddy groun\\d
she's in some little maze/complex with no ceilings and decrepit stone walls\\
she sees ahead of her a little archway and approaches it as wooden wheels turn over her head and such\\
suddenly a shambling knight, falling apart at the seems, runs at her to bludgeon her with a club\\
she manages to get away from him and continues are her quest through this place, with its sickly yellow skies and burton-esque malicious trees\\
it was all very gothic\\
through her quest she is continuously pursued by a strange red thing\\
she can't let it grab her once or she will die\\
eventually this culminates in her at the end of her path, with a key like a modern housekey and approaching a cozy little area with a wood path leading to a wood door, flanked by mud and scaffolds\\
she trips, and then looks behind her to see the red thing (vaguely feminine)\\
she starts hurriedly crawling to the door as the red thing follows, robes not touching the ground\\
the guardian of the door is just a bystander and observes her, hoping calmly that she can do it\\
she fumbles with the key as it comes closer before she opens it\\
as she opens the door, the red thing stops and vanishes\\
the woman is now free to leave the labyrinth\\
the decisions she made her, the other victims who she chose to save or not to save, will impact her future\\
the game seemed to run on a permadeath mechanic\\
except you kept your items when you died

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it was this weird video game\\
it was set on this tropical island with gray skies\\
in it i was travelling around with my family, trying to make it from the peak of a small inland mountain to the really beautiful beach we could see\\
we had to walk over all kinds of broken trees and logs and forestry and such\\
and we ventured past some abandoned and ruinous little shacks and houses\\
we eventually made it to the beach, with a little cabana and shops and stuff\\
people were milling around\\
it was nice but dreary due to the skies\\
i went off for a walk as my grandmother sat down\\
i came to a cabin and slept in it\\
when i woke up, i was in a dark corridor\\
it was nicely carpeted and felt like somewhere in a palace, being decorated like a modest wing of mansion\\
paintings and scrolls lined the walls with the faces of people i knew and hundreds of names\\
the lights n the ceiling burned faintly\\
it was very comfortable\\
i walked forward\\
each chamber was about three meters long and separated from the other chambers by two doors, being a long chain of rooms\\
intermittently in the dream i would wake up and find myself in a moonlit home\\
i felt an odd terror during those periods, but did go out onto the sunlit beach town to do my business\\
when i went back to sleep one night, after doing some thinking i realized that this realm of the dreams was heaven\\
and that in the final chamber i would know and see who i loved most\\
i opened the door and walked in\\
there was a small shrine, decorated with picture frames and candles\\
names that were listed were: my parents, my grandfather, and some others that i can't quite recall\\
i felt an extreme sense of contentment after this\\
i felt like i knew something more about myself\\
i left the room\\
i found myself waking in the moonlit room again, struggling to breathe\\
i managed to sort my lungs out and fell back to sleep\\
i was in heaven again\\
i felt that terror again\\
i started moving quickly, trying to re-enter the love room\\
but then i turned around and right right right behind me was a floating gray head, with a long, rectangular slit where its eyes should have been\\
it screamed at me in unrecognizable and incomprehensible tones, the language of the angels\\
it meant something like "you should not be here"\\
i woke up in the moonlit room and couldn't breathe\\
i could see something in the shadows\\
at this point the format quickly shifted gears into me watching a let's play of my dream\\
the player did a cut to black and said "yeah sorry guys, i had a power outage and when i loaded it back up i got this:"\\
the game gave you a message saying that since you didn't sort your breathing out, you died\\
since it was a symptom of 'them' who are the 'gray ones; working to 'assimilate you', since it became easy to do that after you went to heaven\\
and the doctors diagnosed your death the final day as being due to a collapsed lung\\
and you'd have to start the whole game over again, which had been 48 percent completed

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one involved me and charlie the pug going on a scary adventure\\
it was through a vast shifting land, we ended up in a forest and were being hounded by a very muscular tiger and a horrifying hyena thing\\
all i had to defend us was a weird polearm thing\\
i managed to fend them off and kill them by keeping them away from me while charlie distracted them\\
i then found out from the sinister suburban house whose backyard abutted the forest that these were the "hounds" of a very evil man
who would pursue whoever wronged him\\
i logically went 'oh shit' and fled, covering my tracks\\
i fled past a barrier of plastic film into this really trashy backyard of a big suburban home full of rednecks hanging out\\
i put on a fake southern accent and greeted the major ones, saying i moved in down the street\\
the owner was a redneck in a wheelchair, fat, stubble, had a bloody colostomy bag and catheter hooked up to him\\
it cut off there\\
my next dream had me as bill from it\\
i was helping organize files on pennywise from WW2??\\
we were in a comfortable room but pennywise kept laughing at the door\\
and kept trying to come in\\
bev held the door shut but he broke through and i ran to force him out\\
and there was a long pants-shitting fight were i clung on for dear life and beat his head while he kept trying to rip me apart\\
eventually i used my weight to force him out the door, but he was about to brake in again before i cut a deal with him\\
i told him i knew how the novel ended and he left

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i had a dream i must write it down\\
took place in small town near a city, quaint suburban place\\
the protagonists were the teens and young people of the town\\
essentially weird supernatural happenings were going on in this place, such as weird demon fellows, like an ancient magical knight or enraged muscle freak in the sewers\\
and they were all empowered by magic very similar to personas\\
eventually the bad guys discovered that they could merge and combine their abilities\\
and these things had ranks and names depending\\
little red markers that you could see\\
so three groups merged themselves\\
the evil knight and muscle man merged, forming a shambling, colossal monster known as the Carnage Knight, with a power level of "apocalyptic" rank\\
then like a hive-mind group of even children who were having a birthday merged into a flying squid monster with a similar rank\\
then a third monster formed out of similarly bizarre sources and was of similar power\\
each of these creatures could end humanity due to their power and cunning\\
so the protagonists, a motley crew of about a dozen and a half gathered in a backyard during the late hours of the night and debated action\\
their ages varied from 13-30, with the average being like 17\\
they agreed eventually that they'd all have to fuse into their ultimate form, even the non-magic people might have to join in on this one\\
their ultimate form was named like Rejazzum or something like that, it had the word jazz in it

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a space station, that was large and full of narrow off-shoot corridors\\
there was the protagonist of the dream running through them\\
and encircling the corridor from outside as a tentacled mess\\
one end there was a great leviathan creature flying through space towards them\\
on the other end the corridor was being devoured by a giant, rounder sort of head-shaped thing with a giant, toothed maw

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there was a cult massing in a catholic school's auditorium\\
it was all dark, the cult leaders were all in white with the symbol of a red hand\\
they ran a mass, using students as altar severs\\
they had them stand in a circle and receive red hands for sacraments\\
sent some of the students to stand near black cabinets and beg for favour, where they would hear 'free voices'\\
one of the cabinets flew forward and to the ground when begged

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three, weird, miscellaneous people\\
one of them might have been a skeletal nazi i don't remember\\
they were trying to get across a vast land of plains and rolling hills to get to california for some mysterious and important reason\\
and they had all stopped in the middle of some hills as they talked about how they wished they had a horse to do this on, rather than going on foot\\
they saw a horse rush by\\
and then another one, which was very tall and oddly coloured, like a rotting human corpse\\
they said it wasn't a horse, rather a creature native to the americas that the natives used as horses before the europeans came\\
two of the men were eager to fuck around with it and ride it, but the third was very afraid, as it was a very sinister creature and he just wanted to move on and get out of here before night fell\\
eventually the three men
walked from
the Middle of Nowhere\\
into what seemed like a reasonably developed city park\\
they saw people pushing baby strollers around\\
all of that kind of stuff\\
and there were also
all kinds of animals and beasts, including a large, black wolf
who seemed very keen to menace the three of them\\
they had a small child with them now, and the wolf came close to it and seemed to be on the verge of eating the kid
they shoo'd it off\\
eventually they continued along the same course, walking onto a bit of the grass with many animals and strange people on it, an academy for psychics/magical people\\
the wolf and another animal begin snarling at each other, turning to the three men and snarling at them\\
one of the men, not the nazi, but a living person, sees his hand is skeletal and puts it near the wolf's mouth, who nearly rips it off\\
the wolf is about to tear him and the other, white, wolf apart when white owls come and begin clawing at it, making it stop\\
the owls serve as a ruling class of enforcers in this sort of thing, as the wolf and the owls were both speaking english, the wolf threatening people in a refined baritone and the owls speaking like scottish schoolmistresses

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set in this dingy, disgusting like\\
grotto\\
full of water\\
only way to gross it was a rickety dock\\
with a little kiosk floating next to it\\
this was some kind of like\\
hike-attraction thing for the park\\
a mountain grotto lead somewhere else\\
and it was pitch black out, only things lighting the grotto were some scant, sickly green lamps\\
we were supposed to be going ahead, the reason no one went this way was because there was a restaurant a while back and to get the one on this path one would have to go by\\
the Fungi (probably from Yuggoth)\\
that had infested the path ahead in the shadow\\
we waited around the kiosk for a while, debating what to do\\
the water was totally placid and black and ice cold\\
the kiosk was empty\\
had been for a long time

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i dreamt that kylo ren and rey both died on some vast snowy plain on an ice planet, enveloped by smoke, and i cannibalized their corpses, which tasted like ashes\\
i then saw a squad of imperial stormtroopers run away down a snowy slope, screaming as a colossal worm emerged from beneath it with eight eyes and a fanged mouth and a somewhat human facial structure, and it ended up chasing an officer who strayed off to save himself into an extremely narrow passage he had to struggle to fit through, and the worm collapsed its girth and became super flattered and kept going through at its rapid pace and caught him

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it was a about a jason vorhees-esque serial killer and basically\\
he had been going around this suburban town butchering people in their homes and had been killing parents but sparing their kids, inviting the to follow him to somewhere mysterious, which they always did because he was like the pied piper\\
so eventually he actually
spares an investigating teen\\
tells them in his silent way to go to his house\\
the kid and some adults and such arrive there to figure this out and save the kids\\
adults and everyone but the teen hide\\
they go in\\
house is all ruined and disused and just a real shithole\\
no sign of the children\\
eventually police pull up to the back door, looking into it, but get caught up talking\\
the killer pulls up to the front in a stolen car\\
limps in\\
he's badly wounded\\
gaping hole in the chest\\
wheezing\\
the teen takes pity on him and tries to help patch it up\\
the killer lets him and then eventually shrugs him away, taking out the stitches and healing it with a satanic ritual\\
so that half relates to TH half\\
where the third heaven investigation team are running into a shadowy, massive tower in the real world\\
it's pouring with rain and lighting and they're all bolting through its chambers and stairs\\
the tower looks like a mishmash of suburban and urban environments\\
and they're being chased by the killer from earlier\\
they rush up through a house, and their next foe in the tower is called 'Mr. Cancer, MD"\\
so they're going up to fight him, when the stairs lead out of the tower and along its exterior side\\
the faceless one climbs like a spider/ape along the safety railing of the stairs, along with another faceless one who looks like forrest\\
and steph is the first person to reach the top of the stairs to the roof and see Mr. Cancer, MD\\
she's so horrified she actually stumbles off of the stairs, as there was a small patch at the top with no safety railing\\
the forrest faceless one saves her by grabbing her hand\\
and the real faceless one actually falls to her death because she saw Mr. Cancer, MD and no one saved her in time

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