Hospital/Field Horror

Date: 7/7/2016

I was in a hospital where we had to place a picc line in someone I use to take care of in the nursing home. However there was so many nurses and doctors sick and I'll it was hard to find anyone to complete tasks. Next, a old friend from grade school went into Cardiac Arrest in the loading dock so I ran to start CPR while crying. However somehow I have severely fractured and damaged my wedding band and finger. I asked the doctor (Brian) if I could go to ER and he grabbed my finger and I held in my scream of pain and he slammed a glove over it and said deal. After work I tried to go to ER but no one would listen. Next thing I know I'm at home playing with my nieces and nephews and Brian comes and drugs the boys. I run outside and men are lined up on the hill side while the girls are running around screaming and the boys are crawling away for safety. The wives are screaming at the men to not kill their babies. Shots are like cannons going off but fast. Shells hit my leg and my arm and burn horribly. I yell at them to stop and at Brian to stop and then he shot me. Over and over I felt the burn but couldn't speak or scream. I see and feel everything but I can't talk. They drag me to where they hid the bodies. A garage like opening into a massive tree where it leads to a very deep well. They throw all the bodies there except mine. They placed me in a spot and had me displayed as if I had shot the children. Next I am floating around the house. Brian freaks out and says he had killed me. I must have been a ghost cause only him and my best friend at work could see me. I tried to get authorities to the house to find the children but I couldn't. [i woke up for 10 minutes] I'm coming home from an event and my mom is in her room with my uncle. He starts to throw all my clothes into the trash and I yelled at him. He began pushing and cussing me and I did it back. My mom is in the background saying she knew this would happen. I kicked his ass out and told him to never come around again. My cousin who was morphed into a dog at the time was trying to come in the door and Windows. I locked up everything and smashed his hand in the process. Suddenly I looked at my finger and it was still bloody and broke. I looked confused and this is when real me started to wonder more WTF. Then the house caught fire from turkey and lights and I woke up from the burning.