I have inherited a business and home from an uncle or something. Unwittingly by inheriting this I have stepped into a terrible intrigue. There is some kind of paranormal research going on, some kind of danger. I begin to see what is happening too late. We (My family and I) are turned handed over to some very angry men by a man we trusted and cared about. The men enter my home and kill each of us. First we are placed on top of a rope net, which breaks, we descend hundreds of feet and are shot at on the descent, we land on a series of other nets before falling into a vat of acid. Mom and I are preparing to go at the same time, she asks me what will happen and I tell her to just hope we die along the way...We do and suddenly I have reincarnated three generations prior to the beginning of all this insanity with the hope of ending it.
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My teacher is seated at a round table in a kitchen that seems enclosed but really extends into the world beyond where there are trees and also a small dirt path Winding to the left with a young girl walking on it. I am on the phone with my mom. I seem to be so preoccupied with a very superficial conversation that I am ignoring my teacher's presence. I am almost "acting" the part of a conversation, laughing loudly and appearing very interested in the nonsense I am talking about. When I hang up the phone I apologize for not noticing that she was waiting for me. The apology is too profuse, almost put on and overdone. My teacher says nothing but begins opening a white bag in which are small objects wrapped in white tissue. I am so preoccupied with my apology (which even to me sounds disingenuous) that I never see any of these gifts unwrapped. My teacher doesn't leave. She sits at the table. She isn't impatient nor irritated but I think ...
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