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In this dream I was in my basement in my Southgate, Michigan house. It looked I was in what was a area where children were forced to work non-stop in horrible conditions. All of a sudden a bunch of people with black gas masks on, something covering the rest of there head, black bullet proof vests on, with something written on it, green clothing underneath it, green pants, black boots, and automatic guns. They started gathering up all of the children. I thought about where I could hide. I ran and hid behind a bar table. I saw from a small opening one of them looking around. They found me and started walking my to the staircase by my arm. As I got near the staircase I saw a very bright light. I woke up after this.