Dreamt my husband was the Devil. Feels like I either knew but was in denial or didn't know at some point and lost my memory. I was a witch like in bewitched where I could blink my eyes and take me anywhere I wanted to go. I'd grab my friends, blink and say take me to my husband. For some reason I was taking us to a beach that was problematicly high tides. Grabbed the last friend and said take me to my husband and it took me into the ocean. I freaked out, worrying my husband was dead. I kept repeating it. Still ocean. Finally I started realizing I'm dreaming and forced him to be somewhere else so that when I got to him I would see he was the devil.
I remember now before this. I was walking up to a house, starting with going to the garage. So my ex with his wife.
I think I dreamt that my real-life husband and I were divorced.
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