Wake Up To The Cult

This is going to be a really short blog post, but I just need to tell someone about a fucked up dream I had a few nights ago.

So the dream was of an Unholy War between Earth and Hell itself (I guess I play too much Doom), I guess that it got to a point where Earth was loosing the war, so what happened was that I was in an old hall thing where people were lining up to get an injection that would kill them, but the thing was that thease people won't being forced at all to do so, in fact they were doing it with freewill.

I was one of the very few who decided not to have the injection. There were probably only four others with me, one of them was almost a hippy like man who was all in white, who told the group to stand around in a circle, hold hands, and pray. We were next to the start of the line. I don't know where the dead would go, I'd guess my brain would come up with something like they were just all dying all randomly in places.

One of the people in the group was this one girl I knew at secondary school who was really into art. I know she doesn't know me anymore.

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