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I was about 16 years old. I dreamt that I was in an old stone wine cellar, with lots of rooms. I went into one room and The Mummy was lying there on a stone slab against the wall, all wrapped in white bandages.
I decided to leave, and a little girl appeared...VERY scary looking. Her skin was metallic gold, her hair was blonde, she was dressed in a metallic green tunic, her teeth had been sharpened into points, and she was holding a long knife.
I ran. In front of me flights of stairs appeared, painted white, and I ran and ran up the stairs, and the little girl chased me until I got to the top.
I was standing on a landing at the top of the stairs, which was so high I could not look down, and I looked out, and I saw...about 10 feet away, a long, long hall...separated from me by the air.
I looked into the hall and I could see that there were people there...dressed in clothing from every era...people dressed in black like puritans and there were Romans in togas.
RIGHT in front of the hall, there was a very handsome Egyptian male, bare chested, holding a spear. I KNEW him. He had been my love in another life. I could see an empty stone slab, behind him, a bed such as one sees in museums, with a metal headrest such as the ladies of Egypt would use while sleeping so as not to disturb their elaborate hair arrangements.
I was SO afraid...the evil little golden girl was somewhere behind me on the stairs, and my love was [i]right there[/i] ! I wanted to jump...to join him in that endless hall...but he brandished his spear....even as his eyes told me that he loved me, also, but that I could NOT enter that hall.
And then I woke up.
I decided to leave, and a little girl appeared...VERY scary looking. Her skin was metallic gold, her hair was blonde, she was dressed in a metallic green tunic, her teeth had been sharpened into points, and she was holding a long knife.
I ran. In front of me flights of stairs appeared, painted white, and I ran and ran up the stairs, and the little girl chased me until I got to the top.
I was standing on a landing at the top of the stairs, which was so high I could not look down, and I looked out, and I saw...about 10 feet away, a long, long hall...separated from me by the air.
I looked into the hall and I could see that there were people there...dressed in clothing from every era...people dressed in black like puritans and there were Romans in togas.
RIGHT in front of the hall, there was a very handsome Egyptian male, bare chested, holding a spear. I KNEW him. He had been my love in another life. I could see an empty stone slab, behind him, a bed such as one sees in museums, with a metal headrest such as the ladies of Egypt would use while sleeping so as not to disturb their elaborate hair arrangements.
I was SO afraid...the evil little golden girl was somewhere behind me on the stairs, and my love was [i]right there[/i] ! I wanted to jump...to join him in that endless hall...but he brandished his spear....even as his eyes told me that he loved me, also, but that I could NOT enter that hall.
And then I woke up.