The dream started with me walking through the mall. It reminded me of the hall in the Provo Towne Centre that leads to the parking garage. Suddenly, several girls started exiting a store that looked like the gender/ultrasound place. They all looked exactly like Christina Ricci (Or was it Winona Ryder? I always get those two confused).
They started violently attacking people and killing several of them. I grabed some kind of sharp object, and I decapitated some of them. It was kind of gross. The way they were coming out of the store, it was like bad guys in a video game.
The next thing I remember was being in a house, and it was filled with children. Several of the kids were evil, like they were possessed with something. I knew it had something to do with the multiple Christinas at the mall, but I didn't know how. The kids that weren't evil were being chased through the house by the evil ones, who were planning to do something to them to convert them. I helped some of the good ones escape by pretending to be on the bad side. When they thought I was one of them, the bad ones stopped supervising me and I escaped. I ran across the street to small house. (The street reminded me of Aunt Vicki's street.) I knocked on the outer door of the sunporch, which was in front. The woman who lived there opened the door of the house, but wouldn't come out onto the sunporch. After a while of my pleading and realizing that the street was empty, she let me in.
We tried to figure out a way to deal with the kids, her husband showed up and got freaked out that I was there. We convinced him that there was a problem with the kids, and then we decided on a plan. Suddenly, the woman turned into Greg Grunberg (although, it *may* have been the character Weiss from Alias), and we realized that she was in on it with the kids. The husband and I fled, and then I woke up.
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