Dreamt I was back at my parents' house and a force was rounding people up. I ran to the neighbors', behind a row of jagged boulders that really aren't there. I went down, deep between them, it was very dark. There was a little round table covered with a cloth, and I hid under it for sometime, but found myself ousted like a rabbit and lined up among others, who I don't know, against a large rock face. It was green with bushes beyond there, and I saw someone run. The girl with the dark hair, next to me motioned that I should do the same, and I did. Once again, I hid, only this time beneath some bushes where I woke.
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