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It was like a frat, it was in a different realm, murder the guy. I was learning about the frat, some very hot girls, and some very ugly girls, a lot of the girls said that they would hook up with me, but all the ones that said they would hook up with me weren’t that hot. One of the games was like baseball. We got free stuff, but when the owner was around we had to stop lounging and sit upright. I remember the owner driving a military type truck over a bridge and straitening up.They liked the way that I shot my laser gun and said I would do fine. It was a huge place with a lot of people, I had a lot of conversations, one of the conversations was with a redhead and I was very interested in her but she disappeared just like that. I was being followed by who the person that follows Jason Bourne in the Bourn identity, they jacked up my engine to my car. I was walking somewhere outside, but there was carpet. I noticed a guy following me, so I started to run. Once I realized it was just me and him I easily mounted him and he pulled out a knife, he was telling me “this is how you do it” and had the knife directly at his neck. When I stole that knife he faked that he was dead, but instantly got another knife out of his mouth and jumped up and I grabbed his wrist. I thought I killed him, later on I realized that I did kill him cus I saw his leg stil laying on the carpet. I was explaining to my frat buddies what happened contemplating on whether to call the cops or not, but I was scared because I killed a man. I found out that he lived there at the frat. Some old guy just kept handing me money anywhere from 1 to 20 dollar bills, to buy upgrades for my gun and stuff. It is dark and not much is happening at night there, it didn’t seem that clean but it was nice to be there with everyone, I did not recognize one face, other than the the guy from the bourne identity, I caught him and he planted something in the dvr box like a recorder, I felt like certain people wanted me gone because of what I was doing for this frat. I made a facebook status, and 160 something poeple liked it. It was kind of like they were here to offer support in any way that they could, even if it was as little as liking a facebook status. I searched for the redhead, and never found her. When I tried to go home I wasn’t seeing the view from my driver seat the whole time, I was seeing on top of my car, I saw a map, this is how I noticed my car looked a lot different. I kept looking behind me to see if I was getting followed by somebody but I wasn’t I don’t think. I thought I was getting followed but it ended up being my own car I just didn’t recognize it. The landscapes around me on the ride home were a lot different. Like tellytubby land. Before I knew it I was at Wisconsin, but I could see a sign saying welcome to ohio for drivers coming the opposite way. I tried turning around but the car was so hard to control that I did something and everything snapped back to normal, and I was like how cool was that man. Then I woke up, the craziest thing about this is I had a Feeling before I fell asleep that I was about to embark on a journey and this is gunna be a weird sleep, and it sure was. My dream recall is by far the best I have ever had. The three knives and all the blood was gone when I went to the place I killed the guy at. The baseball game involved 3 people, one was on a platform, the person had to put there feet on a vibrating thin rock thing, it made it look like it was going to cut off ur feet. Kids really loved this game. We were like a little battalion. My gun was triggered with my right finger, and aimed with my left hand. Kind of like a wii remote. Another thing I remember about the activities was the girls pulling something over their backs and running around an enclosed ccircle track, and when they hit the end they just kind of piled up. When the guy handed me the money, I was in the corner of a sunroom kind of thing. If I would have been lucid dreaming I would have railed the hell out of that redhead after murdering a man, it does not get much better than that.