8:54 p.m. A couple nights ago I had a truly disturbing dream that scared me awake. I had dreamt that one of my friends, which I can't actually remember who it was, died of this weird freak accident. When I went to see his body this kind of scar where he had been hit, cursed, or possed with whatever killed him, was very visable, and gave me this clue as to where to go and figure out what had happened to my friend. Well, I do remember having a really similar dream to this one time. I remember that when my friend it left me a clue, and I had to go find this room in some sort of house, and this room would be the answer to all of these problems and my friend would somehow or another come back to life. Well, I finally found which house it was in, but I couldn't go in, because whatever killed my friend was waiting for me inside of this house, and was going to kill me as well. So, I ran away from the house and was running to a park to get away from when this bear comes out of nowhere and eats me whole, and then somehow or another I was turned into a clown where I was more or less like a blow up doll clown, who made hot dogs, and the thing that did that to me was the thing that was inside of the house. Well, I don't really remember much after that, other than I was able to finally get inside of the house and my friend took a few breaths a came back to life. But than, I fell asleep at a different time, and immediately into my dreams did I dream that the thing was chasing after me, when I suddenly was woken up. I haven't had anymore parts of this dream, which I am quite thankful for, because this dream has really scared me, and I have absolutely no idea of what to make from it. -Clark King