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+---
+date:      2012-01-01
+title:     Soccer, injections and werewolves
+show_date: true
+---
+
+*I don't remember the real date for this dream, just that it happened in 2012.*
+
+I was at a gym.
+It was separated in two halves by a huge wall in the middle.
+It stretch all the way to the outer walls, so it was possible to access any side easily.
+In front of the wall there was a soccer goal.
+Overall, even though it looked quite different from the gym where I used to have PE, it did remind me of it.  
+My classmates were there as well and we were playing soccer together.
+
+The environment changed:
+I was still at the gym, but the wall in the middle and the goal was gone.
+Instead, there were many tables and the walls were plastered with scientific posters.
+The gym suddenly seemed larger than it had been before.  
+My biology teacher showed up and gave us a task:
+Form groups of two, create a mixture using some chemicals, and inject it into one of our eyes.
+So that's what I did -- until it was time for the injection.
+Understandably, I got scared at this point and refused to follow through.
+
+The situation changed again.
+I was sitting at a table with some of my classmates in a small tavern.
+It looked quite old-fashioned and I distinctly remember being surrounded by wooden furniture.  
+My legs felt strange, but it didn't bother me because I knew it was an effect of the mixture we had previously produced.
+During that time skip, I must've changed my mind on that injection.  
+I eventually did get curious about what was going on with my legs and decided to take a look.
+Instead of my feet, what I saw were black paws.
+My classmates apparently had noticed the changes as well and one of them said "Ah, so it has begun."
+
+This is when my memories get somewhat hazy.
+
+The changes kept progressing and when they had gotten very far -- my body was covered in fur, I had a muzzle, could barely walk on two legs, and so on -- I was talking to my teacher and asked: "How long will it take?"
+His answer was: "As long as you want, but you have to return."
+
+The last thing I remember was me standing in front of the tavern with four other people.
+The changes were complete and we had become werewolf-like creatures.
+We ran into the woods that surrounded us, and that's when my memories fade.
+All I know is that the dream didn't end there just yet.