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#dreamjournal Had a dream last night that I was standing on a coast lined with large, sloping rock formations, similar to the beaches in Esperance. People were sparsely scattered about me, exploring the rocks and yelling their small talk over the wind. Below me, I saw two men pulling a long trolley that appeared to be filled with small shark carcasses (about the length of the men themselves). The people around me made comments to the effect of implying that they had caught these fishing. As they moved into the sandy distance, I noticed a shark roll off of the pile, seemingly unnoticed by the men. It hoisted itself up onto the tips of its fins and stared directly at us.

The next thing I remember, we (the group) were walking through a large building-complex. We were being hunted by something. In an overgrown courtyard we found several pipes, emerging from what appeared to be an old boiler. Each pipe was covered with a crawling plant. A boomer man pointed out that there were several pipes missing, yet the vines that had covered it, stiffly remained - as if the pipe had not yet loaded in. A younger woman pointed out another pipe which had a cut running down halfway down its length. I said it looked like someone had "been at it with an oxy torch." Suddenly, from the end of the veranda of the building across from us, a woman in a purple outfit appeared, holding that exact device, with two tanks strapped to her back. She charged at us, and an exact clone of her followed from behind her. I remember feeling an immense disappointment at the sight of the identical "enemy type" as a realised this was just a video game. With a gun that I didn't possess before this moment, I shot them both in the chest.

Suddenly I was in an apartment building. The door to the balcony was open and a stone floated in. I caught it, and then placed it on a table and went to look at the balcony. Before I reached the door, I noticed a silhouette of a man behind the blinds to the left of the door outside. He warned me to never let the stones out of my sight or grasp- or else they will disappear. I turned around to the table, and indeed the stone was gone. Another stone floated through the open door and I grasped it once again. Upon closer examination I noticed there was metal inlaid into the stone that said the name of something (I forgot what the name was but it was legible) - I looked up the name and found a video of an Irish pub owner explaining that the CEO of Hasbro had asked him if he could put the name of his pub on the stones in the 90s and that he had had random visitors asking about it ever since. I woke up shortly thereafter.

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