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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.
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