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I have to share this because it is too weird to be believed.

My dream:

First of all, I'm me, and I see most of the dream from inside me, so I don't really know what I look like. You know those dreams where you know you are yourself, but you look completely different? Well, it wasn't one of those.

Anyway, I'm with someone (I have no idea who, but I know I know them) and we're outside, it's nice out, and we're in a rural area (kind of looked like something out of Deliverance), possibly near a general store, waiting in a group of cars and trucks and other people. We are waiting because something is blocking the train tracks that we want (for some reason) to cross.

Okay, now we cut to a forest, where I am trying to pick spinach out of my teeth. There is one green piece on each side of my mouth, and I can't get them out. Then there are zombies in the forest, and they start to eat people. However, it is not too "Ahhhh! Run for your lives!" It's more: "Oh. There are some cannibalistic zombies here, we'd best try to stay out of their way and/or leave the forest." The zombies are dark green like the spinach (or their hair is, at least) and they are human. The weirdest thing is that the bites the zombies are taking out of people are all perfectly HEART SHAPED. Then there was this really weird scene in my dream where I see this from a low-angle shot (basically, me down below, looking up). In this scene, I am seeing this, and yet I am seeing me. I see the zombie take one heart-shaped bite out of my ear, I think, or some place on my head (oh yeah, they were taking exactly 2 bites out of everyone - weird), and then I don't see the zombie take the second bite. The strange thing is that I was watching me being eaten, so it WAS me being eaten, yet, I was watching it, so since I was watching it, I was still alive, and it COULDN'T have been me being eaten ... if that makes sense. Anyway, then cut to me watching the zombie eating a perfectly heart-shaped piece of flesh of me - almost like the consistency of a jello-jiggler, but it looked like ... chicken or something, with pieces of spinach draped all over it (I think this was the zombies hair or drippings or something). Freakish.

The next part of the dream continues when I am suddenly not in the forest any longer, but somewhere else - I have no idea where. I am shown a gold ring with many many smallish diamonds in a large cluster on top of it and am told that this is my grandmother's heirloom ring. Now, I am totally NOT a jewelry person, and this was the kind of ring that I would usually go: "Eww, that's really ugly." However, in the dream, I was like: "Okay, I know what that is now, and I have to have it/get it/keep it safe," not because of the way it looked or it's monetary value, but because it was grandma's heirloom ring and grandma is dead. I just instinctively KNEW that. So, after the person shows the ring to me, it kind of disappears, and I know I have to figure out some puzzle or something to get it. I'm playing with these almost butterfly-shaped, small, wooden boxes that kind of slide in and out of each other like 3-D jigsaw puzzles, trying to put them together so they will open or something. Then there is this rotating jewelry rack that rotates not in a circle horizontally, but in a circle vertically - like a Ferris wheel. However, the thing was like ... if you took the rotating vertical rack (if you can picture that) and put it inside a thing like a roll-top desk, so that only the very TOP of the rack would be visible, and there is a cover that you can pull down over the rack. It's really hard to describe. Anyway, I'm playing with these puzzle boxes, and there's this rotating rack. Suddenly, there is only one box, and it's HEART SHAPED (like the bites the zombies were taking - weird) and I somehow know I have to put it on the rotating rack. So I open the rack, put it on there (there are other things on there), and close the cover. Then I open the cover, and when I do, this weird, God-like voice says one word (I forget the word) and I look at the rack, and lo and behold, the box has joined together with some of the other things on the rack (like a puzzle putting itself together)! So I close the cover again, and open it again, and the same thing happens. I do this a few more times, and finally "the puzzle" is complete, and it is like a stack of little wooden round, and butterfly-shaped, and heart-shaped boxes, and then on top is this white, almost glowing, oval, metal box, and I know that in there is my grandmother's heirloom ring!

So what do I do now that I've completed the puzzle? Like an idiot, I close the cover, and when I open it again, the white box is gone, and I'm like: "Oh shit." So someone (I don't know who) tells me that in order to get the ring back, I need to go through all the boxes on the rack, and that it's going to keep giving me boxes and I have to choose some and open them because it's going to appear suddenly or some such crap. So I open a few, and there is jewelry in all of them, but I get crosses (yeah, crosses), but they're like, broken or something, or I can't really get them out of the boxes properly (like, if it's a pin, the top layer comes out, but the bottom one won't, or if there are earrings, only the backings come out). So I'm like: "screw this," and I just start taking all the boxes out of the rack. So to do this, I just lift a whole bunch out, and sure enough, more pop up in their place. But the ones that pop up keep getting bigger and bigger - and they are colorful, too! Like, light purplish gray, etc. I'm not even opening them, just taking them all out. Finally, I kind of give up, and close the cover. When I open it, it looks like it did when I opened it and found the white box, but this time there is no white box, just a see-through plastic baggie with the ring and a photograph in it. The photograph is turned around so I can't see it, but now it's like I don't even care about the ring, I just want to see the photograph.

The next part of the dream starts when I take the photograph out of the baggie, and see that it's a picture of you-all-know-who. However, he looks really different. He has REALLY long hair, and it's tied back in a ponytail. Also, he's dressed in this white robe with blue piping - a costume. He's on the right side of the photo (when I'm looking at it), and he's smiling, and he's standing next to some guy. I can't tell you what the guy looks like, but somehow I know it's his "mentor," and he's dressed exactly the same way. Now, suddenly, there are TWO pictures, and in one of them, everything is just like I've described, but in the other, there are, like, two horizontal lines of distortion running across the photo, and one of them makes his TEETH look blurry and big and really weird, and the other one is across ... his midsection or lower, I didn't even think about that until right now ... it was actually probably you-know where. Okay, so on the right (with me looking down at the pictures) we have the normal picture, and on the left, the distorted picture. Now, somehow I know they are dressed up for a movie premiere, or a convention or something, and this picture was taken years ago, and it was like a Harry Potter thing.

Now, it's like I'm either transported into the world of the picture at that time, or the picture expands and starts moving, so I see what happened then. There was a whole group of them, all dressed exactly the same. Somehow I know they are dressed up as Sauramon (I can't spell, so shoot me) (Christopher Lee), from Lord of the Rings, and I start thinking of Scaramango in The Man With the Golden Gun (Christopher Lee played him too). Anyway, there is a group of five or six or seven of them, and they are all dressed like him, and although it's a character from Lord of the Rings, they are at a Harry Potter premiere or convention, and it all makes perfect sense. Now I'm starting to wake up, and it's like I can hear us talking, and I'm saying to him stuff like: "Oh, I didn't know you did stuff like that." I don't see him (in the present) or anything, though, even though the conversation I hear is in the present. Now the dream shows me that there are ALL these groups of people dressed exactly the same (most of the groups are larger than his - his is the smallest, least popular character, I guess?) in a huge outdoor auditorium, at Disney World, which makes sense, because this was where the last Harry Potter convention took place. As I start to wake up, I hear him and I talking in the present, and the last thing I remember is me asking him if he's coming to The Witching Hour.

That was one F-ED UP dream, no?

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