It was a dream of me having a vision and then the vision actually happening. I was wearing white in the dream. I was being trained by a good motorcycle gang how to ride. We ended up having to run from a bad gang. I fell behind because I saw one of the good guys needed help. I stopped to help him but then I was jumped by a bad guy in red. I was pushed into some water and two snakes were held to my arm and leg until they bit me. The whole time the guy I thought was good was standing there staring at me. He was in all black and had a very maniacal look on his face. When I woke up I had a sense of peace.
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