Freaky Dream

Last night I had the freakiest dream ever. Makes my chest hurts just thinking about it...

The lights were all dim in my living room and there were several people there. There was also a girl (probably 15) lying on the fireplace (not in it, we have this weird tile shelf running around ours) and she was breathing really hard and she was from a book I was reading (Wolf's Head, Wolf's heart). Her name was Elise and she was in this long gentle yellow dress. But anyway I had one of our silver serated kitchen knives (it was sort of longer than usual) and I went up to her and suddenly there was no dress to hinder me (not that I really comprehended she was undressed in my dream mode, that came after). And I just strated cutting, someone was leaning over the coach arm behind me (they were a mix between my mother and grandmother) and they were sort of advising me. It was me "chance" or "turn apparently" and I felt weird about it but I did it anyway. I thiink I was a vampire. It was so weird, the person was sort of anatomicaly incorrect, I never ran into any ribs or lungs as I cut a line deep into her chest.

Once I slipped and the knife slightly poked out of her side near her arm. Both me and Elise drew in a breath (Yeah thats right , she was freaking awake while I was doing this!) but the woman behind me just warned "careful", like it was no big deal. I took out the knife, which wasn't that bloody (nothing really was, I mean her chest cavity was obviously full of blood but it wasn't completely gorey or anything) and dug both my hands into the smooth crevice I'd created. I PULLED OUT HER HEART! I held a warm, beating, heart of a girl only a couple years older than me IN MY HANDS! Somone handed me our kitchen scissors and I FELT Elise nod. THen after a slight pause, I cut two thick -things- and the heart came free. THere was one loud beat, and then silence. Elise was dead and I was holding her heart in my hands. I felt my "mentor" nod approvingly and some time was skipped. I slid the heart into this delicate glass jar on our kitchen counter and my mentor took it and put it near the window in the living room. IT was gray and dark and raining softly outside. "Why are you doing that?" I asked, my voice was quiet and innocent. "She wanted to be near water" the woman told me quietly, her voice was solemn. MOre time skipped and I wass somehow in our playroom, but half the room was gone and there was dirt. I had buried Elise there and there was this clear cover over her grave and for some bizarre reason there was an empty apple juice container on top of it. I felt like the heart was really close.

Then Monique tried to come in the closed door and I was holding it closed against her but somehow she got in "She told me not to tell you!" I said to her as she sort of stared at the grave. Then my mentor was putting on this shawl and holding a walking stick and she was all "alright lets go" and we were all suited up for traveling and there was me, her, Monique and osme other person there. I was holding the heart in its container, even though I really wanted it to be in my hands because it was still warm. We went up this ube steep, muddy, tree covered hill for some reason and we were goign to visit someone, then the dream ended.
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It was kind of cool and I feel like it may mean something but i don't know what it could mean. THere was another tiny dream segment seperatet from that but I'll type that later, I'm running out of time in this class.
Bye!