I was kidnapped

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In last night's dream. It started off at home. My family left with a warning to not answer the door for anyone. They promised to lock the door and reminded me of that morning's news about a spree of robberies being committed by a religious cult. Apparently this was a yearly occurrence. I agreed to stay inside and not answer the door and they left. A few minutes later I was thirsty and so headed to the kitchen for water. I looked out the kitchen window and spotted three similarly dressed men walking up my driveway. I sunk to the ground before they could spot me and army crawled out of the kitchen and through the living room. The doorbell rang and I let out a squeal as my heart thumped against my chest. I crawled faster and was just about to round the corner to the hall when the men opened the door. It wasn't locked. Two of the men gathered money that was laying on the dining room table and the third grabbed me by the elbow and pulled me against his chest. I fought against him and tried to scream as they led me out of the house and up the cul de sac to their SUV. One neighbor looked on as I struggled and I begged her with my eyes to help me. FFWD I woke up in a large bed. The sun peaked through cream colored curtains as a man with shaggy blonde hair walked into the bedroom. FFWD I was conditioned to be a good wife and mother. Time was irrelevant, but eventually they allowed me to leave the compound with one of the other men on errands. I had been told that I was no longer in NC, but I noticed most of the cars that passed us had NC license plates. Eventually I was rescued by friends who had been attempting to infiltrate the compound for months. Then I woke up.