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I think this may have been inspired by the storm near my house last night, which was the same storm that had already been producing tornadoes. But here it is anyways, it's really odd.

I don't truly remember how this dream started, but I'll connect what I remember together.

I was with a group of people, I was the only female, and we were out laying in a corn field, hiding from something/someone.
The sky was beginning to grow dark, and it was starting to rain but we had to stay still because they were out, searching for us.
They're out yelling, and when their back is turned we quick make a run for the house and lock the door.
They're this little tent in the front room, and that's where we'll be staying. But first we're talking about our escape plan, we need to find it soon.
I start talking to this guy, he doesn't even really know my name. The one other girl of the group gets jealous, but he doesn't care. Later me and the guy will be involved.
Somebody emerges from the back room. He has this weird gun that blows little dart things at you. And they contain poison. You can tell where they went because they light up as they shoot across the room. He's coming after me. I know him. He was turned evil. And he wants to get rid of me. Like I'm the most important, the most dangerous person in the group.
I keep dodging the darts. This goes on for awhile, until the others get him out of the house. I ran upstairs so I didn't know what they did to him, but he's gone.
We go out searching again. To this room of archives. The lighting has a neon blue tint to it, something just feels eerie. We duck down as we pass the main desk in the hall, they can't see us or the whole mission is over. Nobody has seen us, we get up and start running. We make it to a room of books, the room we've been searching for, but it won't open.
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The room goes black, I wake up in a bed with the light pouring in my room, the guy is there smiling at me and holding my hand.
Whatever we needed, we didn't get. I can tell by the uneasiness of his face.
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Then I wake up.
Don't ask what we were searching for, because I don't know. I just remember it was something very important, and it seemed like I was the important one of the group or something because it seemed like everyone was after me.

Help, please?
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Old 05-31-2008, 02:36 AM
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The corn field could represent a harvest, a new beginning, or of planting new seeds (something new). Are you involved in a project of some kind? Or are you trying out new things, ideas, and individual tastes?

What I see in the rest of the dream is the searching for something but being chased or hounded by obstacles. That translates to wanting to be more your own person but having to content with authority figures---parents, teachers, supervisors...?
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