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I was Laura, and my friend was Shelly, from the Twin Peaks movie. We're apparently living together in a house, and have plenty of money. We're trying to fix the flue in a fireplace, and I realise that there's a breeze -- not only is there nothing wrong with the flue, but the front door is open, letting the cats out. I run outside to make sure the animals are still inside, which they were, and to close and lock the several iron gates leading up to the front door. Several men are sitting on a bend on the street corner, waiting for the bus. One of them notices me, and walks my way, but I'm scared and hurry to close the locks and get inside. He catches up with me at the gate, but he's on the outside and I'm in. He says he won't hurt me, he just wants to use the phone and he can get out of there. I refuse and run inside and close the door, and lock it. there's a time lapse, I don't know how much time passed, and the guy is now on the front porch, and the gates are all open. I have no choice but to go out and talk to him. He attacks me, tries to kiss me, and wants to have sex. I refuse, punch him, hold his arm behind his back and hold him there, and scream for Shelly to come help me. She walks outside on the porch, but she doesn't help. She's wearing nothing but a nightshirt, and is talking on the phone to her husband about his job as a stock broker. She has her hand under her shirt and is masturbating. I scream at her some more to stop and to help me, but she doesn't, she keeps going, and has an orgasm. The guy I'm holding goes wild, and tells Shelly to bring herself up to him so he can taste it. suddenly Shelly is riding his shoulders, between him and I, still on the phone, and he has to try to turn his head around all the way to get at what he wants, but he can't reach. an older man appears that looks like Regis Philben, talking into a cellphone, and leading two dobermans on leashes. He's Shelly's husband. They're still talking on the phone even though she's now standing right beside him. They're giving me dirty looks, and then the guy I'm struggling with is facing me, forcing me to make out with him, and I'm screaming. Regis comes up behind me and shoots me with a pistol.

at this point I jumped and woke up.
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