I was at work. The phone lines were acting up. I asked Ben what was going on and noticed that my phone was totally dead. I had to thread my phone jack through a hole and then I touched Teresa's computer. As I touched it I was getting an electric shock. I was scared. I was calling to Ben for help. As it turns out - I was saying "help" in real life. I woke up scared. I said help a few times and then when Dave woke up it freaked me out. It's really hard to actually make yourself talk in your dream, but I was trying my hardest to yell and I actually got a word out. Still scary.
Switch to: I don't remember this dream as well right now. I know there was an airplane involved, but the back end of the airplane was attached to the front end of a camper. It was a scary dream with death undertones. I don't know if it was a race or contest, but I think it might have had that feeling to it. There was a small crowd of people, and they were all people that I knew. I know it's disjointed now, but I remembered it so clearly this morning. I hate that.
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