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I was running after someone i couldn't recognize nor even had an idea what I was chasing him for. I kept on running and running, the fastest run my feet is capable of. I couldn't get near him no matter how I try, and what pissed me off was that he was just slowly pacing away from me.

It was like a jaguar chasing a snail, and yet the jaguar couldn't outrun it, or atleast get closer to it.

When I started calling him, I heard an PIG's cry. And then I realized that it was me making that stupid oinking. I tried to utter words, but I couldn't. All that keeps coming out from the mouth was an OINK. That made him look back, still an unrecognized face, and he stared at me like a freaking psycho ready to attack a helpless damsel.

The next thing I know, I was running the opposite direction and my speed was damn slower than a snail's. I turned my head and saw him running, chasing me this time, and all I know was that he's way faster than me.

I couldn't get the point of having a pig thing in that dream. A first time.