nitemare on recent contact slain

I dreamed we had a big meeting
on how to get the mold out of her Swede hiking boots
she left them here,on purpose
over and over ;she'd keep leaving her traces, so i will have something of proof
of her exsistance;
she was the nice one
she was so nice so humble
.... in spite of who kept hostile contacts in her place.
i guess some of these human traffick vicitms are psycho hostile with fear.
but i had a long nightmare....,on her....woke from it sick all over ,at 615am est this morning....
she remained nice thru out;THAT WAS VERY NOTICED.
she left a lot of evidence with me on purpose
(in real life )cause she signaled ,and she knew ;she was going to be snuffed;
I dreamed ;like she was alive, but, unable to speak ,and, I kept going over her hair and, how she was alive;
but ,she wouldn’t speak
and she had on her pink blouse ,and, couldn’t come back ;
had nothing to say;FLOATING;
I started getting so sick; all over me;
she was in the basement and in the winter ,over AT THE BED-HOUSE, REVEREBEACH AREA CLOSE TO ME AROUND THE CORNER....
and her feet all wet ,and ,frozen; full of snow.
I had the meeting ,with an assaultive nurse I know ,from a shelter;and a laughing deceitful elderly female ;who didn’t care ,and said:" ya you cant ever get that mold out ,so.... even though she’s gone ;you cant ever wear her boots ,or.... you will get foot-fungus and ,I said, but, I cant thro them out!
she’s coming back !,but ,she was in the background;floating there all the while-there -like a ghost ,but, not there.
she wanted to speak ;she was in her pink blouse;in tact,
and I kept seeing her newly chopped hair, but ,I got so sick like;physically; I am now,when I woke up ,from this nitemare,that now....
im sick to my stomach;
lump in my throat; wanting to cry;
afraid to loose important person/persons,not unlike former art teacher, or someone else now;
urgent ;I write email,to Pam the psychic detective ;I thot and I ask her,
because she wont go ,and wants to say something....
I cant take this;
something must be done;someone must do something;why does it always have to come to this,because of a completely ingnored case coverup.
I think the pimp ,aka james,from that rooming house,that made prior death threats;and even someone at a shelter somewhere,in boston,ma. where this assaultive nurse really is ;knows- who had her and ,killed her,too....brazil psycho boy here ;stalking me down and forcing himself as a room-mate,and his arabic thugs comes to mind of course...
I think she said:" Mary", over and over ,in my long meeting ,in this long-nightmare....,but ,her lips never moved ,and she kept fading out;
smiling;
floating;
the ends of her hair ;electric;sticking up ,on ends; static ;where it was chopped, just days , before her murder,
in reality:
the nightmare will continue.