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Alive or Dead? Dream or Real?

In my dream, I suddenly broke out of character. I asked my deceased father when he had to go back. He kind of smiled because he knew that now I knew. So he mumbled something about 3:15. I went over to my mother, and asked if she heard what dad had said and she replied yes. After that I woke up. I lay in bed thinking for a few minutes and then I rolled over and looked at the clock. It was 3:15 a.m..

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