8.12 am
I'm dreaming I'm shooting an assault rifle in full automatic mode. While my other colleagues are using single-shot, I put my rifle on full auto and shoot at the enemies in the trees in the open field. Then I stop shooting and walk to the left. I find myself in a school building, going upstairs, and suddenly realize I'm dreaming. I feel like I'm floating. I’m floating, clapping my hands, and rubbing my hands. It’s an old school building. It’s daytime. I’m inside—probably in one of the rooms—and through a large opening on the side, I can see the field outside. I float to the top and try to touch the ceiling of the classroom, then float down, wanting to continue, but the dream fades.
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