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Dream date/time : Tues. 05.13.14. 830AM CDTContent:I am walking up to a modest home somewhere in the local area. I know it is associated w/ the area I currently am as I don't particularly like the entire region where I am in waking life..and I knew it was this area.As I am near the front of the house, a younger male joins me on the right (a new/future indicator). We continue to walk and he says he lives in this house w/ another young man both in early 30's by appearance/speech. He tells me he will introduce me to his friend inside. The 3 of us exchange small/talk greetings--the feeling of the exchange and the atmosphere is kind of icky and coarse- poverty or some kind of chaotic feeling to it. The #2 guy shows me he has a young dog- not a young puppy- but not yet 1yr old, either. It's a short-haired mutt-mix , white and tan and very friendly and animanted. I pet the dog and greet it- it is a female about 40-45 pounds , long legs and looks healthy. I notice no collar on her--but that is common in this nasty region where I am.Then I go on through the backyard and I am in an ally or dirt road w/ buildings arround it-same kind of "poverty" feeling to it. I meet a woman w dark hair in her late 50's whom I seem to have met before. This is their neighborhood- all 3 of them appear to know eachother. We are small-talking when the #2 guy comes up to us and he sticks his face into mine and I get a very clear image of his face- I can see his eyes VERY clearly. They are green/hazel, and he is nice-looking.All of the sudden, from the left, which is where I came from (past indicator), #1 guy appears and is carrying the dog by it's forepaws- as in she is dangling, her belly to me. She is limp and appaers to be unconscious , but I know she is not dead. She has been beaten. The 2 guys tell me that #2 beat her... and I am breathless with shock and horror over this sickening sight. Guy#1 lays her limp body down on her back. The dog is splayed out belly up , unconscious- the belly is reddish brown now - was pink before- , and her fur looks roughed up but I see no blood. I can't get my head around how these 2 "okay looking" men could do this to this dog and seemingly had no qualms- in fact were bragging about it by presenting her to me and the other lady.I become enraged- RAGE- runs through me , like massive adrenaline jolts. I want to physically harm guy#2 who is sticking his face again in mine- his face I coud pick out easily if I ever saw it in waking life. I consciously feel myself leave my body and my raging spirit is racing all around this man's head , and I hear in my mind " you must not react with violence- do not react, do no harm". And I feel so frustrated , but I do not harm him in anyway. I start to feel sick and I am crying for this viscious act on this poor creature. The senseless , sickening , extreme violence- seemingly for entertainment purposes on her. It was as if they thought it was just fine- and, even though there are now a few more anonymous people around us, no one really cared about what had just happened. In fact , it did appear that guy#2 was almost provoking me to violence in some way--as in daring me to do something to him.ENDWoke up- noticed that a tear fell when I sat up.