Dear RM Agents and Readers,

This is last nights dream; and I speculate that the first of the dream is mine and am pretty sure that the second part of the dream came from the electromagnetic energies, grid around our world. Sometimes things can feel a person with such horror that it causes them to imprint (think it happens with everything); but somethings don't rest or cause an energy flux until the truth is told as as in the time we now exist in this world.

I've also considered technologies of the elites directed; which sounds a bit paranoid but I find that I am a bit that; perhaps it is what I've been through? Not crazy just overly cautious.

The dream is below my name and I post this with the caveat; keep your guns as history has proved over and over again that once they are taken many lives will be lost!

Many Blessings,
CrystalRiver
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First I'm attempting to get the dogs in and they are on a street; we get them in my moms home and she is there and laughing at them playing. There was a wolf in the street that almost got them and at first she thinks they are safe.

I see something on the back of the dogs and it looks like a gremlin and I grab it by the back of the neck and throw it out the window.

Then 'I'm' in the big building in the dark and scared and very alone. I find myself opening up a storage unit inside a big building and attempting to get it closed before some thugs got to me. There was a line like fishing line but not and it wouldn't allow me to close the door and I run and find myself at a desk looking at a business

card and it said, Bradley, Golding and Hastings. I not only looked at it but repeated it several times.

I figured it out (not sure what) and told Hastings he wasn't going to get away with it and then he shot me and I as I repeated he won't get away with this; he shot me again (once perhaps twice) very painful and not sure. As I'm going down I see an accelerant that Hastings is pouring out onto the carpet.(but not a lot). I also see another man behind him with a gun that proves to be my final moments; it was an automatic or semi automatic; seemed smaller but not like the hand gun first used on me.

The guy with the fast gun finished me off and Hastings started the fire.

Woke up with a scream at 12:08 Dream ends