In the middle of the night in a campground (a fairly familiar setting to my dreams), I was leading a big group of people. The most interesting thing I can remember about the dream is that it felt very movie-like, almost as if it were scripted (though I did not know what was going to happen next). I find it odd that I can remember the feelings I had during the dream, and not the content.
The only other things I can remember are somebody dressing up as a ghost and a lot of spiders crawling around.
Sorry.
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