Dreamed I was in a school which also functioned as a secret location where MKULTRA-type experiments were held. I had been one of the victims, but could not remember exactly what happened to me. (Some children still remained; they were dead, sitting in their desks, perfectly preserved.) I also didn't remember why I had come back, or what I was looking for. So, I wandered off, and checked my mailbox, which was filled with letters from three different men who I did not know. They said that they knew me, but I didn't know them; they were begging me to write to them.
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