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HANG ON I KIND OF REMEMBER ONE OF THEM
I was drawing Shadow the Hedgehog from memory in one of them. It was honestly a really good pencil drawing, but I had forgotten a LOT of details lol. There was someone watching me silently. Not sure what they were thinking.

One dream I had, which I thought was possibly real for a moment because of how realistic it was, I was out in the hallway at night again, but this time I was talking to my dad as he got ready for bed. For some reason I was talking to him about the coorelation between the use of Tylenol and parents who are autistic (people with autism are more likely to use painkillers since they can be more sensitive to pain.) I told him autism is genetic (which it is,) so if someone who is autistic has a kid, there's a good chance that kid will have autism. (If you're reading this in the far future, which I somewhat doubt, then please note that there was a false claim about pregnant people using Tylenol causing autism based on a flawed study.)
As I spoke in the dream, I ended up going into the room and sitting down on my mom's side of the bed. This is part of how I knew this wasn't a real memeory, since I wouldn't dare enter the room at that time of night since our dog is laying in the doorway, and she gets a bit more protective of my parents at night.

In another dream, there were two red foxes out in the backyard. Eventually they started to approach me as I watched them. I tried to wave something at them to spook them away, but it didn't work. Turns out, they could actually talk, and began to speak with me (and eachother.) I don't remember anything they said, but the dream switched to them working on some busted up old car. There was apparently something wrong with the engine. The car could still run, but not well. One of the two ended up getting frustrated with the other, and took the car and left for a couple minutes before realising she didn't want to leave the other there. She came back, and the two began to work on the engine again.

In the last dream I remember, I was in Minecraft. I was in some kind of stone hallway dungeon-like place. It kind of reminded me of The Outerlands from Thaumcraft 4, but a LOT lighter. There were a few other people there with me that were talking and reading some things off. I was making spells Ars Magica 2 style. I made one called "black mold" which was supposed to only hurt enemies that had already taken some kind of damage. Well, as I was making the spell, this one guy read off that there was also a passive version of it that was always kind of around. If you stood in one place too long just doing nothing, the area around you would get the black mold effect and would damage you if you had taken damage. Well, the floor around one of the others there had turned a weird color, and then got a specled textured thing on top. Turns out that's exactly what happened to that pther guy, though they weren't damaged so they didn't get hurt from it.
I ended up breaking the mold, which didn't drop anything. I tried using a harvesting spell to make it go faster, but it wasn't applicable, so I just had to break it normally. The ground's color began to turn back to normal and eventually it was all cleaned up.

I partially remmeber. It was some weird and oddly long dream about me getting banned from several different online things (not sure if they were forums or game servers, but I was able to physically be in a room with all the members of whatever groups they were?) I talked to the mods face-to-face about why I got banned and why I think I should be unbanned. I did get unbanned I think from two, but got rebanned from one. I think I had to write a note the second time, but just kinda gave up.

Keeping in theme with Danganronpa, I had a dream where an alternate version of THH came out where the catalyst for the main change seemed to be Sayaka not dying. The screen I remember seeing was of a bedroom (the dorm layout was different.) Sayaka was awake, sitting up in bed, and Leon was on the floor (looked like he got shoved) with a scared look on his face. I think the decoratve sword was laying on the ground next to the bed. Not sure what exactly happened, but murder is not it.

In another dream of mine, I was at some big indoor entertainment center or something. I remember there being an area that had a bunch of slides, I think, that went up several stories. There were some doors that lead to staircases you could go up (and I did) that lead to different sections of the slide you could ride down on. I don't remember much from that dream, but it had a really off feeling to it. I was in a group and there was a tour guide who I think was actually the owner and his vibes were just not the greatest.

It's 2am and I JUST remembered another dream I had.
In one of my dreams I was at some store that was having a huge sale on EVERYTHING (for the most part.) I was looking down an aisle that had anime merch and I stumbled across a Madoka Magica section. I looked through what they had and found a pair of Homura-themed earrings (mainly designed after her soulgem) which where dangles that had dainty gold chains with little charms at the ends. The pair was normally $100, but I didn't know if they were on clearence or not. I debated whether or not I truely wanted them as I inspected them in their packaging. There was another pair based on another character (I think Kyoko?) but I didn't look at them aside from a brief glance.

In some other dream I was also in a store, though this one was more like a mall. I ended up going into some little shop and glancing around. I found a shelved cart that had some magic wands on it, and I began to look through them (hoping that none of them were Harry Potter themed.) I ended up finding other items as well, like some jewelry. There was an opal pendant that was only $10, but I didn't like the pattern on the opal, so I left it.
As I searched, this one employee (some tall thin dude) came up to me and started talking to me like I was a regular or something. He told me the "squeak" in my voice was kind of annoying to him, and I was like, "What?" because I hadn't spoken until I just responded to him in that moment. He talked about how I would thank them for their service, and I said "I didn't say anything." He looked kinda embarassed, and left me alone.
As I looked through the small items, I ended up finding a really old-looking "pendant" that spelled "Nickelodeon" and was horribly tarnished green (possibly brass?) I looked at the tag on it and I think it said it was worth approximately $26 MILLION dollars. I looked around a bit to make sure no one saw what I was holdin and slipped it into my pocket. I kept looking at what was around, but the dream faded soon after.

I also remember having a dream where I went outside to take a picture of a moonflower and a morning glory that were both open at the same time. Outside was really overcast and still. It was quiet. Kind of eerie in a way, but oddly peaceful.

There was also either another oart of that dream, or a different dream later on where I saw Sun in the ruined Pizzaplex. He looked like a slightly less damager version of his ruined counterpart; his face completely fine, but everything else with some damage (rays included.) He had only his colors though, none of Moon's. He was also about to be himself even in the dark.
I remember he was really upset about something, and I wanted to hug him, but couldn't because I was on the other side of a screen watching him.

I also remember a small bit of another dream where I found that some clovers were growing out my my bedroom floor by where I kept my plants. I had some clover in a pot in the dream.

I barely remember one dream I had where Steel Wool was showing off some teasers/short trailers for a new FNaF game. There were two I remembered that had Moon in the daycare; one with the lights on, and one with them off. He seemed pretty chill in both of them, talking to the player directly. I don't remember what about, though. Pretty sure one thing was a question. The player character didn't seem worried.

In a different dream, I remember somehow being in my house and seeing things that happened in the past. One thing was me taking an empty wrapping paper tube, putting one end over my dad's ear, and yelling something through the other end. The present him asked why I did it, and I told him I didn't know that it would be so loud when I was a kid.

I'm not sure if this part happened before or in-between the first half and last half of the dream, but I was walking around the mansion, which was now my Minecraft base. It was pretty big and had a bunch of halls and small rooms with no specific purpose. The world was modded with some of my favorite magic mods. I ended up finding an Eldritch Guardian from Thaumcraft 4 who ended up spawning in a kind of weird spot, despite having the appearance and animations of one that should be by an obelisk. I kinda talked to it a bit, joking about how it wasn't where it should be, before either walking away or one-shotting it with a pretty powerful sword.
As I went on my way, I noticed more Eldritch Guardians spawning in random places, both outside and inside my base. I assumed it was because of one of the new add-ons I had, and realized that it seemed like they were spawning close to anything that was magic related (crucible, infusion alter, etc.) I began working on splitting one large room into a first and second floor because the upper part had my crucible in it, but the Eldritch Guardians were spawning in any part of the room. At some point I ended up just switching into peaceful mode to get rid of them all because they were making me nervous (despite being in creative.)

Back to the original premise, I ended up at home where I was worrying a little about whether or not I'd end up getting caught. I knew that mansion had a lot of people visit it, so there would definitely be a lot of DNA and fingerprints around. I also didn't know if they'd even find that guy's body, or know he was dead for a while. I think a few days passed before I was eventually taken in for questioning. At first I was talking to the detective who was driving me to where the interrogation would be. We somehow ended up on the topic of crystals and spiritualism surrounding them. He seemed to be much more knowledgeable on the topic than me, so I mainly just listened while I shaved down part of a block of wood in the backseat with a tiny planer and some sandpaper.
Eventually we reached the place, which was the mansion (though it looked a bit different.) As we went inside, he pulled out a blacklight and was looking at the walls and floor. One wall, that had a set of double-doors, had a LOT of splatters that lit up blue under the blacklight, though I couldn't see any markings without the light. I wondered if it was blood. If it was, I knew it wasn't from the guy I killed. It must have been from someone else.
The detective then took me, as well as several other people, down into the basement and began to question us, though I think each person was in a different little spot with different people. I don't really remember what the questions were, but at one point he (and a female assistant) placed some crystals carved into seashells down on the table in front of me and asked me about them. I mentioned how they reminded me of these fancy seashell-shaped hazelnut chocolates I liked. Though, I knew that three of them (which were kind of pale grey-ish-blue in color) contained some of the remains of that guy I killed. At some point the detective mentioned something about the crystals taking a "long time" to be made. I agreed, and mentioned that it probably took someone a while to carve each one.
After that, he ended up talking to the whole group. He told us that we'd be brought back later one-at-a-time to speak with spirits using the crystals. There were now a few that weren't shell-shaped. One was a pale blue stone cut in a marquise. I had a feeling that one was going to be the one I was supposed to use.
Me and the others got sent back upstairs while a group of young kids were sent to the basement next to be questioned about something else (I forget what, but I knew it wasn't child-appropriate via dream knowledge for something that doesn't really exist irl.) I found one of my friends who was up there for some other reason, and we spoke a bit. I could feel a dull pain from sitting in a hard plastic chair during the first half of the interrogation, so I ended up laying on the floor. Not long after, I woke up.

Sorry detective, but you're never gonna find the culprit. I'm long outta there now!

The other dream I had was all over the place and I don't really care to write it down. Not emotional, just kinda unnoteworthy :P