In the dream, I'm in New York, maybe Staten Island. Out on the edge of the water, all the buildings have been leveled, and a massive ziggurat, or stepped pyramid, stands so high I can barely see the top. I don't by who or what, but all the people of all the world are being led up, panicking and sobbing, and blood is cascading down the steps. I get closer and closer, and begin to slip in the blood, and then I wake up. this is the third night in a row.
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