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Dreamcatchers ACT 1
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    Time 3h 39m
Complete, First published Jul 28, 2021
Every person on earth has one thing in common with one another; wanting their lives to play out like a movie with a perfect ribbon at the end of it all. That's not how it is at all in our world. We harbor regrets, guilt, jealously, and pain in our minds with a wish to replay it. That way of thinking eats at us at night when the silence is our only friend, changing us as a person without even realizing it, but what if we could see these negative parts of ourselves. What if we could get rid of physical manifestations of our phobias, trauma, and repressed memories still affecting the mind?

London, whose clumsy pride makes him a target in high school, finds himself in an ever-evolving world within the minds of unfortunate victims whose lives need saving, learning more about himself and how the world may just be able to rest when the peace and quiet are interrupted. He isn't the only one either, whether those people come to share in his vision of justice or their own sense of what is right.
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