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Dreaming; Night of
November 25, 1984 |
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6:06 |
2A partner and I were chasing down some kind of turkey. We were on assignment to capture it. Another man, who at first we believed to be helping us, turned out to be a bad guy with the power of shapeshifting who had killed the good guy and taken his form. We left, giving him the impression that we were giving up. Then, out on a huge lake, we saw the turkey in a cage. We went out to get him. Suddenly—surprise! The turkey shapeshifted into a huge, birdlike monster. The bad guy had flown over in the form of a crow and watched. We struggled against the monster, although it seemed hopeless. My partner was killed, but I managed, in a panic-driven effort, to kill the monster, first by tearing out his eyes with my bare hands and then by tearing out its life-sacs on its forehead. Then, as it died, my alarm went off. (G) |
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