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Friday 19th September 2008
Dead again . . .
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Well, that is, in my dreams. It was really disturbing. I was involved in a struggle with someone else over a syringe containing some kind of lethal poison. Unfortunately, this ended up in my arm with the contents successfully injected. So that was it - I was gonna die. At that point, I woke up (in the middle of the night) but the dream hadn't properly terminated (or else had carried through into the awake world). I stayed awake for ages with this stinging sensation in my arm, wondering how long it would take for the poison to take hold. After a while I figured it wasn't, so I fell back asleep, somehow not realising that the injection had taken place during a dream (it didn't seem like it, after all), but hey . . . hello?
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