I dreamt that I was working in gaza and I went with three friends to the market to pick up some fresh fruits and vegetables to keep in the clinic, but then the elders in the market said that I shouldn't go further because there was strife which would swallow us. So I stopped and waited but then eventually my friends and I got separated as we wandered in the mouth of the market.
Suddenly I realized that I was in the bowels and surrounded by men leering, and an old man came running after me and hustled me away telling me to not be so trustful. As we scurried out of the vicissitudes of the market, another man came running towards us pulling my friend who was bloodied from the top of her head all the way to her chest. I tried to stem the bleeding by the old man wouldn't let us stop moving and I realized that I was wearing my favourite white gold dove star of david necklace.
The moment I noticed what I was wearing, he noticed the same and reached to grab it off my neck as we ran, saying how unwise it was to wear. I dodged his reach and continued to run and half carry my friend to safety thinking it was the faith in my necklace that was protecting us. I wouldn't be forced to take it off.
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