About a week after adopting my 3rd kumantong, I had a rather unusual dream. In the dream, I was covered by a red blanket. I can see my own head under the blanket. It is unusual because during the dream I can't remember a thing. My mind was blank. I don't know who I am, where I am, which year it was, why I am in this world, I can't think of anything. I was looking around at the blank space around me. I tried to think of something but I couldn't recall anything.
This went on for quite awhile until I started to panic. I am lost in the unknown.
Then suddenly this red blanket was removed by a boy. And my memory started flooding back to my mind.
An old man appeared telling me that the boy is my second kumantong.
The boy started moving his body and his hand in a dance-like movement.
The old man told me that the boy will dance in that way after successfully completing a mission.
The way the boy dance resemble a helicopter.
My second kumantong kid had saved me and was telling me that he likes the toy helicopter.
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The next day, when I was packing my kumantong pouches into my bag, I realized that my 3rd kumantong pouch is a red pouch, reminding me of the red blanket that had covered my head in that strange dream.
I tried to be optimistic. Maybe the 3rd kumantong was trying to purge out the toxic in my mind. But the 2nd kumantong noticed that I was in panic and suffering in the dream and thus had come to my rescue.
I reminded them that they are brothers and should try to live in harmony no matter what happened. Every member of the family should care for each other.
I laughed loudly and happily and told them that I am proud that each of them possessed great skills which are different. They can complement and strengthened each other with their different skills. At this moment, I was curious about what skill my 1st kumantong possesses.
By the way the old man in the dream is probably the Hoon Pa Yong or the bodyguard spirit.
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