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  • This dream started off in an "End of the world" type of setting. People were separated into three groups: the good (who were trying to get to modular homes that God created at the top of Mayan pyramid for them), the bad (who were like the rage zombies from 28 Days Later), and those who could go either way and their actions during these end events would either make them contract the evil, rage zombie style sickness or would make them eligible to go up the Mayan pyramid (which the bad zombies were somehow prevented from going). At the beginning of the dream, I was on of those people in the middle. I was with a group of people that included my best friend and his family, my own family, and other dream characters and real people. A first It seemed as I was acting sketchy of the whole thing but then decided I would help the group get to the pyramid. Since the bad rage type zombie evil people went to kill the good people on site but those of us "inbetween" could move around somewhat safer, though still often attacked, I went out to 'scout' the safest path to the pyramid. During the scouting, I ran into some bad dudes and found myself in a movie like situation being chased by evil people who wanted to rip me to shreds! I also came upon other inbetweeners (no not the teen from the tv show) most of which were finding ways to screw people over so they could get ahead. At first, I chickened out. I became a coward. I ran with my tail between my legs. Then I happened upon a girl who was an inbetweener and all she wanted was to be safe but didn't know what to do. And I felt compassion for her, empathy, I realized I wanted the same thing and was hurting not just my own chance at safety but risking the safety of my friends and family by running away like a coward. So I led the girl, and others who we found on the way back, to the rest of the group. During the processes of getting back to the group it was somehow acknowledged that when the new people (girl and others who I found) and I reached the rest of the group, we 'turned' for lack of a better word, into the "good" people. Our actions made us worthy I guess. So I led the whole group out into a city on fire and people murdering and killing people everywhere and took them the way that I discovered was the safest path. Near the end as we were all running up the pyramid to reach the modular homes God had prepared for us on top, the evil rage people were chasing us in hordes. Then a massive typhoon/tidal wave came down and washed them all away once we all hit the top. I was thanked as we all settled our nerves and looked upon the world of water below, the second Great Flood upon humanity, realizing that we were all saved. And then I woke up.... NOTE: i am not a christian nor affiliated with any religion.
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