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I had a dream last night... well I suppose it was more this morning, and I don't really know what to make of it. I remember that I was two different people that were best friends... one was dating a guy that did swim and the other was happily single. At some big festival or event thing... I remember what seemed like a medal ceremony of sorts and then being in a car (almost a smokey grey color... I'd guess that it was a for taurus) the two of me and the boyfriend. Headed someplace where single me was too dressed up for and stopped so the boyfriend could change and I could borrow his shorts. Was talking to him from the entrance to the public bathroom and he walked up to me from outside... found out I had no clue who I'd been talking to and got really freaked out. Grabbed his shorts and him and girlfriend me went to sit out in the car, talk and wait for single me. Single me headed into what looked like a mix of a little diner and a nurse's office. A couple cots with pull curtains to my left but booth style tables to my right, a little kid sitting at one halfway in playing a video game with headphones in (about 10yrs old maybe)... the very back being a more "private" hospitalish style room with a curtain for a door... actual hospital bed, a sink and a bit of space to move around. Just outside the doorway for the back room was a high desk with a lady sitting at it reading. She had dark dark hair and very well groomed jet black eyebrows just above boxy reading glasses over deep almost red-brown eyes... dressed very casually in a tshirt and capri sweats and some comfy shoes... just sitting there cross legged, reading. A random door across from her on the wall to my right. I went into the very back room for privacy to change. Put my purse and backpack on the hospital bed (these were actually my currently owned and used purse and backpack) and was about to change when the curtain was whisked away and a frantic girl came in with a wheelbarrow with a bunch of what looked like orange and red sludge in it and dumped it on the bed by the pillow. Quickly told the nurse lady that there had been an accident and that she'd be back. I realized that accompanying the sludge was some sort of whiteish rope and put with what the girl had said realized it was intestines in this sludge. Pants down and about to grab the shorts and in she runs again... another wheelbarrow full of the same sludge, a disturbing red-orange color and more of an odor this time as well as more "chunks". Some splashed onto my purse and I pulled both my bags away from the sickening mess.
I'd barely gotten changed and in she came again... even more frantic. This time the wheelbarrow was full with the mixture of sludge and chunks. Going on to the nurselady about what had happened, she had finally come down from her desk and was standing right next to the girl... seemingly unphased. The girl dumped this last wheelbarrow on the bed and it splashed everywhere. She screamed at me that I needed to get out... just leave my things and go... they had been splashed they had to stay!! And turned to leave when suddenly the nurse lady took her out! From the door across from her desk two sickly looking teenage boys emerged and helped grab the girl and the four of them disappeared into the door. Myself becoming frantic now, tried to rinse my purse in the sink next to me and then it clicked that they could come back out for me next... not knowing what was going on. So I tossed my purse over my shoulder and grabbed my backpack, splashed sludge and all and went running back through the diner/ nurse's office... the little boy still just sitting there playing his game and I was running as fast as I could. out through the door and back towards the car which seemed a million times farther than I remembered it being. Behind me what sounded like a balloon full of pudding being popped and a glob of orangeish sludge landing just to the side of the path I was running. I just kept running and running and running...

And then woke up laying on my stomach my heart pounding so fast and hard in my chest it felt like it was beating against my ribs. The vivid color still stuck in my mind and the smell still burning in my nose.

What in the hell do I make of this????

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