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  1. On the morning of August 8th 2010 I woke from a bazaar dream. Awakened suddenly after a brief scene. A series of events. I recalled being in Vietnam with my family, mostly with my brother. In a hut on top of water. Outside there was a three person boat with two paddles to each side. That would take us to a café located outside Disney world.

    While being at Disney world I remembered being chased by Russian agents. We literally ran around the area. And they cornered me at gunpoint. I asked them if I could remove my belongings. As I set down my phone, wallet, etc. A Russian behind me injected a syringe. Into the back of my neck, it was a small needle. I immediately felt dizzy unaware of what I had been injected with. I immediately broke loose and ran recklessly to the nearest café.

    As I entered I screamed for help with my last few breaths. I told them to call emergency services and that I had been poisoned. I also kept telling them that I was CIA. They did call emergency, but no one came. I then found the will to survive and lived after a lady offered me a piece of pie. I was then stationed there.
    The Russian guys came back and looked for me at the café. I flanked them around corners, hid under the table and fought them off.

    We rode the boat back and forth constantly me being on the first seat.

    In a tent with three people I entered finding that my father was dying. He was smoking his last cigarette with a man beside him. I wanted to open the side so there could be light and the smoke could escape, but the man didn’t want that. I figured due to the cold weather outside compared to in the tent. I took a look at my father. His chest and belly sweating. His ribs and stomach are visible to the naked eye, in and out, in and out, it goes. As I left the tent, he passed away.

    At the entrance of Disney world my brother decided to go to Disney world. Upon entering I was to the side while my brother made a phone call. I saw a gate with a sign claiming ‘videotape and camera prohibited’. I peeked through noticing military men doing jumping jacks in a row and column formation.

    I pulled my camcorder out, started recording.
    And this literally very theatrical scene happened where everything zoomed out from my position from satellite view up into space.
    Then was when I woke immediately dazzled by this dream. Sweating.