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I'm always in some kind of a research facility, white everywhere, and huge observation windows in every room. I can seen machines and monitors on the other side of them and sometimes people with clipboards who write things down. They're dressed head to toe in white so that only their eyes are visible. As for me, I'm lying nude in an observation room, wires hooked up to me. I try to move but they keep injecting me with some kind of sedative.. I'm scared they would kill me, but they don't nor do they torture me. They don't listen if I try to talk to them and they don't acknowledge me as "her" or "she" but instead as "it", "creature", or "number" something.

The worst part is, this is an extremely lucid dream verging on the border of being an actual memory.....

(oh and did I mention I have a tail and ears)