Deep Inside The Lucid Dreamer's Subconscious

Earlier yesterday I took a nap. I became aware that I was dreaming but I wasn't really in control. The scene in front of my was flickering. It turned into this weird structure like the one from Interstellar with the bookcases but instead of bookcases it was the blue sky and the clouds. It looked like the same sort of image or block of space was going off in a bunch of different directions around me. I felt very high but the dream collapsed.

I haven't had a nightmare that freaked me out in a long time until this morning. The dream was back at my house from when I was a kid and my parents were still married. There were things that happened earlier in the dream, but I started to remember when I was inside what looked like our garage. My father was narrating the dream. He was telling me about something that had happened in my past, something dark. I was myself now but watching my child self playing in the garage. There were these white strings that had bounced on the ground and were attached to something away from my view. My dad was explaining that I had discovered something, or something evil had discovered me. As he explains it, the object attached to the strings comes into view as my child self picks it up. I don't know the significance of it but it's this bell that looks similar to the liberty bell with a crack in it and a piece missing but it's small enough to hold in my hands. My child self becomes extremely terrified. I can hear my dad's voice get bitter. I'm freaking out now. The story is that two spirits took me that day up into the sky for hundreds of years. One spirit is a dead woman dressed in a gown whose colors are negative. I couldn't see the other spirit, but something was telling me the spirit I couldn't see was much powerful than the woman spirit and was controlling the entire situation. They took me up into the sky where there was an old floating house. It was weird because I could vaguely remember that I had been there before. My dad was so distraught telling me they took me up there for hundreds of years but for them it only lasted a blink of a second. I was just finding all of this out now.

I woke up in a false awakening in my dad's old house. I ran to the door with my mom on the phone, I was asking her if it was real. She couldn't answer which told me it had been real. The door was locked and I was frantically trying to open it because I could feel the spirit behind me. I burst through and ran downstairs to see my dad in the kitchen. I walked over to him crying and wrapped my arms around him.

I woke up in another false awakening, this time in my current room. Because my closet door was open, it made a tall giant dark figure in the corner of my eye. I was in sleep paralysis. At first, the shadow wasn't doing anything, but then I thought it might move and it became evil. The thing just flew at my face and was hovering there. I was stuck in a flinch terrified. This lasted a few moments before the evil thing made a lunge at my face and I woke up this time for real.

Eventually, I went back to bed and had this dream that Donald Trump was about to do something entertaining yet destructive to the entire world, like a giant show that would lead to some sort of bad thing happening. I was with another person, I think maybe my mom, living this story of two agents who were going to stop Trump. I had been caught by a secret agent who brought me into a room. Trump ordered me to get beat up or something. The agent had taken off his belt and had hit me and was planning to kill me. Trump all of the sudden flew at the agent and knocked him out. Turns out Trump was my mom in disguise. We get out of that room and sort of ninja jump over a pond away from bad guys.

I'm now in this pool surrounded by buildings with a few of my friends from college including lauren and there were a few kids I didn't recognize. Someone whispers for me to flip over a floating device she's on but she gets off. Moo tells us there's not a lot of time left for us to stop Trump and the only way to get there is through this amusement park. He tells us to jump on this roller coaster on the second to back left seat because there is this really strange robot that sits in the seat with you or something. Moo Owen and I jump into the station and get into the carts before other people can. They just seem to let it happen and get back in line. Most of us are in the back cart. I look up and see Moo's on the other side of the train next to this cowgirl robot and I realize that's where we were supposed to get in. The ride starts and we hang on. It starts to go up a hill as I ask Owen when we should be getting off. Moo yells that we need to get off at the next slow part. The train takes a few turns and then starts going up another hill. We jump onto another rollercoaster track which is made of what looks and feels like brushes for shoes or maybe horses. I'm struggling to get a grip and finally start gaining some traction. Someone yells that we need to get ready to surf. The rollercoaster takes a dip downwards and we start standing up surfing on this rollercoaster down a hill. In front of us is this wide alley with buildings on both sides that contain rides and rollercoasters coming out of the buildings. The idea is that we need to jump from ride to ride in order to get through and stop Trump's plan. The dream collapses.

The first dream was earlier in the morning. I was trying to get to work on time. I had woken up in my normal house and was trying to get in a shower but my sister had taken one of them. Sam was with me too. We were both trying to get there on time but we only had about 30 minutes to get there so we needed to leave very soon. We both run into a room and see there's only one shower that is clogged and has a bunch of stuff in it. We decide to say screw it and dip our heads in the water to wash our heads. I can hear my sister and my dad screaming at each other about something. They're pissed at each other, my sister is especially upset. I get out of the house around 8:31 and think I'm going to be a bit late.

Sam and I get to this rock climbing place. I'm not really sure what happened here. I definitely climbed some walls at some point. The walls didn't look normal though, they didn't have very many places you could grab hold and pull yourself up.

There was also a moment I was in a hospital with my father. There was a young woman with dark hair telling me about an asthma test I was going to take. I see there's a machine with certain tiny holes in patterns. I blow into a mask or device and girl tells me I have asthma and need to get an inhaler. I look at my dad and then back at her surprised. I say something like "you're telling me I just did a huge test a few weeks ago which came out negative and now you're saying I'm positive?" and she agrees.

In a later dream or possibly after the previous one, I'm traveling to work or somewhere and we're going through this abandoned place. It looks like an amusement park. It's extremely broken down and the colors are all faded, but the rides are actually still going. The rides I see up close are kiddie rides where you sit in a little cart and it pushes you along a single track in and out of some water. The water could've been there from it being so old though. It was weird because something seemed evil about this place. I'm not really sure but it's possible there was something trying to speak to us or tempt us. I think maybe this part ended with some sort of fortnite ambush.

I'm with abbie and my other sister's boyfriend. We're playing a game that looks a lot like mario. There's a yoshi character but he's got a lot of spikes all over his body. We're in this dark cave that has the outline of the yoshi character standing in some red ice. We jump into the body and are now in his level. In the level it's snowing. We're sliding down a slope and jumping over to this cliff side.

Over on the other side of the cliff is this place. The place is evil but I didn't recognize that at first. My dad is there. I walk over and realize the drop is extremely far down. My dad tells me this place is evil and takes control of people. There are these two islands floating off in the air from the cliff that are decorated with bright colorful things. It's hard to describe but they were covered in snow and had a building on them and then had these colorful decorations that made the island look interesting. As soon as I got near to one of the islands I felt like something was taking control. I had jumped to the island and the thing was trying to get me to jump off. I was fighting it. I had gone over the edge a few times but managed to grab hold of the building or a pole. After those times I jumped back to the mainland and fully realized this is where people go to get rid of people they know and don't like. I saw this dad with a wife and a daughter sitting on the edge. When I realized this the wife and daughter turned around and simply jumped off the cliff. The husband had a sigh of relief and walked away. I left this place freaked out.

I'm in some sort of bus driving in what looked like a safari. This part was extremely weird. There were humans specifically young people from those stupid cheesy horror movies that were naked in the grass. They were lined up in certain sex positions. They were dead. There were also either lions/tigers or people dressed in those costumes who were having sex with the dead bodies. It was bizarre. The bus pulls up to a castle place near the cliffside but in a warmer area. There was a person standing in a dark room looking at us. Their head was made of blue snakes. It was talking to us. Its head would disappear and then reappear.

Eventually, we got back to a neighborhood near my house. I was now somehow only 8 or so years old. There was now a car sitting in the street. An old lady about 80 or so years had gotten out and was chatting about how she was so excited to see her grandson and take him home, which was me. I looked at my teachers and started shaking my head no. I knew who this was. This was IT. It was disguised as an old lady in order to take me home and eat me. It had walked down to a trash can to throw something away. I saw It coming back covered in some muddy substance looking barely like an old lady anymore. I started walking down the street which was behind cool spring. It was walking looking back at my teacher asking if she could borrow a car. Then It asked if it could borrow a small loan to buy a car. It was visibly deteriorating very quickly. We get to the end of the street which now looks to be in a swamp or jungle. It says "I need to get back to avalon street. I saw the castle built millions of years ago, I didn't like the structure. I had to change it around a bit." It is now visibly this giant swamp monster who's skinny and dangles down with bad posture. I walk by down old wooden steps. My lanyard gets caught on something. I'm in a swamp overlooking some body of water and marsh in the background. It is behind me telling me something. Any second I expect to break free and get away but the dream ends there. I had never felt scared during this entire thing. In my mind I was outsmarting It and the ending was that I got away.

I'm at what I think is my river house. My friends are all with me and it seems like the weekend is ending or just beginning. It's dark outside, darker than normal nighttime in dreams. I know Kylie and Moo are there, as well as Bahar. Sam is there too. We are there at my river house, there are several houses there too, we're scattered. I'm trying to get us to leave. I'm not sure how to explain it, but there are times when a dream just feels evil, like something evil is there and it's a nightmare. Usually, I would enjoy being in this fun place with my friends, but the dream was dark. Outside is a maze made of tall green bushes. I run down a corridor and stop abruptly. Blocking the path is the evil in the dream. To me, it looked sort of like a small pink or white doll standing in my path. The dream comes to a climax and ending when I realize this is the evil in the dream. I have another realization. I wake up in my bed around 4am. This one thought keeps pinging in my mind. I believe that I had been possessed a long time ago at some point in my life by something. What scared me the most is that possession doesn't have to necessarily be dramatic with crazy actions. I was wondering if it was possible if possession can be subtle, at some point something takes over and you just never really realize it.

In my real life I had a similar situation. I was at my river house, but this time I was alone. I had gone there after traveling a great deal in order to relax and get away. The first thing I had noticed was the creepy noises my house made. Lying in bed on my first night, it sounded like a chainsaw was way in the distance but gradually getting closer. It also sounded as though someone was standing outside of the closed door trying to push it open without turning the knob. When I was hearing those noises, the look the pizza guy had given me earlier that night started to creep back into my mind.

The next day, I decided to buy some beer from the local gas station and chill out for the day. After catching one of the world cup soccer games, I decided to walk down to the river. We had a very small beach so I sat there in a beach chair reading a book. It started to get late so I packed up and headed back to the house, realizing I had my bag from a music festival I had just recently attended. In the bag was a brownie which I ate. For a while I was sitting in the living room waiting for something to happen.

The next morning, I woke up utterly confused in bed. The lights were on, I was fully clothed, and the door was locked. After thinking about the dream I had just woke up from, an eerie feeling fell over me. Something seemed very wrong. Another terrible feeling came upon me, and that was the realization that I was going to be stuck at least 30 minutes in this place cleaning up. I immediately got up and started packing my stuff. A friend of mine had texted me asking if everything was okay since I had called a few times that previous night. That feeling like something was wrong kept hitting me, so I rushed about the house cleaning up as fast as I could. I realized there was some stuff I needed to clean up outside so I bolted out into the front yard. As I was tidying up, it felt like something from inside the house was watching me.

Going back inside, I felt like I was really being watched. I kept my head down, going room to room cleaning up what was dirty or moved. Finally, everything was the way it was supposed to be. Pulling away, I started to think about what had occurred that previous night. A few things really stuck out to me.

First, the remote to the TV was next to my bed side when I had woken up. The TV is in living room where I had been. Second, I remember something being there with me. My family always thought it was possible that the river house was haunted, but I truly thought something was with me. Another thing I remember is that those evil things were trying to take the house over and ultimately they had succeeded. It's possible the reason I went into my room was because I had ran and hid from what I thought was there. Ultimately, there was thought or sight or experience that night that truly freaked me out but I can't precisely put my finger on it.