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I had a very strange and vivid dream last night. One of those that was so real that I wasn't in control in the dream and even lashed out physically. But I can only remember bits and pieces.
I think I was some kind of small town cop or something. Not sure. I know I came across two women. One I'm pretty sure was Gillian Anderson. But her hair wasn't red like in X-Files. More dark brownish. And she wasn't physically exactly like Gillian Anderson. Maybe with an extra 10-20 pounds. Which was really strange. Another woman was similar to Jennifer Lawrence. I'm not sure.
For some reason, they were on a road trip looking for something. I know I came across them leaving an old house in a dark, kind of swampy area and observed them killing some kind of demon with a shovel. I think it was Jennifer Lawrence. She split the demon's head in two. Then tossed the shovel in a trunk of their car. It was an older four door car. I can't remember the type. I was in character and never thought that this is strange.
I followed them over a hilly road along the coast to what must have been their house. It was night time. I don't know if I broke into the house or was let in. This is where it gets weird. I went to the fireplace in the house looking for stuff. Evidence? I don't know. I found a secret panel with three boxes. In the boxes were red combined with yellow crystals. Two were palm sized another fairly long like the length of my hand maybe 6-7 inches. But when I looked at the small crystals in the fire. I could swear they said "CHINA." I think this is one of those strange dream moments where people say you can't read or write in dreams. I put the crystals back.
Now, it gets really odd. I don't know what happened. But I came across the two women again, I don't know if they were watching me of they jumped me. But somehow they got me down. I was told I had to have intercourse with the lady that looked like Jennifer Lawrence. This is when I started to realize something's wrong. Because I usually have a thing for Gillian Anderson and was thinking I don't want this to happen. Then fear actually happened. I was held down by what I believe was The Devil. I was on my back and he had his claws tearing into my shoulders. I didn't want to look at him. It was very hot in the room and dark with just the glow of the fire and The Devil's red body. I was actually scared. Reluctantly, I let things happen but in the last moments I lashed out. I remember punching at The Devil. I did this in the dream and physically from my bed. This was also when I woke up.
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