My dad and I were wrongfully accused of murder so we were on the run. I had to buy a new iPad and change my name so we couldn't be traced. (Strange so far) My dad ended up being caught but I escaped and this time I had my dog with me. Not sure how that happened. I then helped someone dig a grave and stayed with them to earn some money. I woke up after my dog and I started going down a trail next to a putt putt golf course to find a new home.
Any other migraineurs have crazy dreams when you're in migraine coma?
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