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Dream 5:

Its beginning to fade now, but i'll tell what i can remember before I forget it. We were outside the fence of a park of some sort, some people we'd met before but never spent much time with, the sort that were distant aquaintances were there, inside the fence was a year round children's carnival of sorts, they even had a carosel of unicorns, for a moment i wish ed i was still a child. I'd left my car at my grandmothers house a block or two away and we were walking aimlessy when we met our aquaintances, they invited us to a game of chance, rows of lockers lined an outdoor wall, each colored grey save for one that was black, it was a game of chance, the dealer, a man that reminded me of a teacher gave us each a key to the lockers, I ended up getting the black one, when opened they housed an intricate board of grooves and knobs and different colored stones, most one color, one that was off, usually red, though mine was black, the goal was to set the balls into motion in the grooves, when they piled at the end of the board, if your colored ball was standing alone, your wish, whatever it might be would come true. apparently my board would grant me my wish, though i hadn't made one. The person next to me cheated on thiers but was not caught. we were ushered around a post and next thing I knew it was dark out, torches lit stone balls and there was muddy ground beneath us and soldiers marching in the dark, it was midevil times i think in some alternate universe. we didn't wish to be caught by the soldeiers but were, and made captive by them with others, we went down a narrow alley, turned a corner and marched into the gloom, i said something, a rhyme, a chant, and we, the captives were suddently catapulted forward into my own time. I don't think this was the first time this had happened, for there were others staying with us in my home, perhaps now 8-12 in all of people from different places, different times. they all greeted each other, one of them was late to meet us, a tall man, perhaps 6 foot, (I was much shorter) with lavender hair cut long in the banks and short and ruffled in teh back, her had water colored eyes, nearly silver in thier transparency and he smiled at me, I think I had a bit of a crush on him though we were good freinds. For some reason then, perhaps the chanting had exauhsted me,, perhaps all the excitment was too much to handle, but I fainted, hitting my head hard on the floor. I could feel the impact, hear the sharp crack. Next thing i remember was leaning against a wall, my hand in front of me against it, an iv in my hand and the sounds of those familiar people around me. Then I awoke.