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This is a real dream of my friend sent to me as a text message:
Hey, last night I dreamt you dropped by. To my dorm. I came out of the room and saw you sitting on the chair in end of the corridor. So I came up to you and we started talking, as usual. Then you suddenly took out a knife and cut off the upper part of your head. With a smile on your face. Then you placed something on top of it to stop the bleeding. Your head was halved. I clearly remember you sitting on that chair, bleeding and smiling. You kept quiet and looked chilled as if nothing had happened. I totally freaked out and ran back into my room. When I got back, you weren’t there any longer. I looked around, but I couldn’t find you. I felt it was surreal. Then I saw some guys, they told me somebody took you downstairs. In a plastic bag. So I ran there. They said you were alive. I was calling your name running downstairs when suddenly I got a text message from you with some dancing bugs in it. And a nice melody. I replied – “stay there, I am looking for you”. Few minutes later, all neighbors were looking for you all over the place but couldn’t find you. I even checked the trash bags by the dumpster on the ground floor. I ran upstairs again. I got scared. Freaking out. Totally. I was shouting. I woke up in tears… Fuck. Are you alright?
