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    1. The Other Side : Part 4 - Dreams that supposed to happen in the future

      by , 03-23-2015 at 08:19 PM (GDreamer's spaghetti)
      I met with my friend in multiple dreams. [B]However when those dreams happened, I didn't even know him.
      What's even weirder than that is that he had these dreams from his own perspective around one year ago.
      I experienced these dreams 3 years ago.[/B]
      Before the super market . [B]Again[/B]
      Now it was daylight , the place was swarming with terrorists\guerillas
      So I was like "lets screw somebody up"
      I zoomed to the far away buildings' there was somebody walking
      I stretched my hands and started to shoot big fireballs
      Meanwhile : my friend just walks on the street around that particular building, when suddenly a fireball almost toasts off his head and was like "WTF are you doing?!?! stop! its me!"
      Ofc I didn't know who it is , doesnt even heard his sound. I far firing, people were shooting like mad,
      rpg etc flew. He jumps up after one of the buildings collapse and he still dont know what hit him.
      Then he starts to jump towards me ,actually he jumps very big and flies towards me , I don't care ,I just sending those majestic flames into his direction , I feel awesome, yeah.

      Then He arrives, He's just about to stop me , but he's woke up in that moment.
      I've seen something nearing me , and before I've seen it , he dissappeared. Nevermind.

      side note:Seriously most of these dreams were always before the supermarket or in it . damn.

      In the next dream I meet him
      I feel very easy and I say
      -"Whassup bitch. I started to think you won't be here, here , let me show you those cubes"
      Then I take out those cubes from a pack
      -"These called "lymnitrix" , these are training program , you get in , and get out. Touch it.
      He does so
      and now he's in a training level, there is floating plates he needs to jump through to the end point, while he does this he needs to fight with a swarm of giant insects.
      And so he does, he uses lightning , sword combat ,combines the two. He wokes up
      Meanwhile I jump into another program. Now I'm on top of a large building in my city . There's another one.
      And then theres those floating stones , Giant bees are coming so I get ready.
      I use fire , lightning, I kill many of em' , I throw my sword into one of em, then I tame a bee and continue fighting like that. at a point , the dream ends.


      In Another dream, I follow somebody, now , its the right side of the supermarket, I walk around.
      Its winter , everthing is in snow. I wanted to spy somebody , so I think about a plan.
      Then I got it .
      I hide on to the roof and watch from above if anyone comes, but must be at alert , so nobody sees me.
      A guy comes, a guard. I hide, and I watch , but I watched too long. I feel that he seen me.
      I fall back and after a moment, a big lightning bolt comes through , severing the wall and the roof, it got my head almost .
      I stand up , run out and warp down the ground. I shoot a lightning bolt , he shoots , Blocked it .
      after a moment I shoot quickly again , I killed the guard. He dissappears.
      "- What the hell was that, I supposed to spy somebody else, not this guy. Now I kicked him out of dream?
      what can I do now? " I thinked
      and stood here , confused till the dream collapsed.

      I'm not sure of when this dream happened but I'll leave this here.

      Another dream
      Me and my present friends were grouping at a house. we were sitting around a wooden table .
      Then I took a knife and stab the table , I had a glasses and I was in my rambo mood.
      -"Guys, we got to do ... something big."
      -"What do you mean?"
      "-Something big ..explosions , robbing ,beating ,anything..."
      At this point my memory is foggy, in the end we agree of doing something
      there is my drunkard friend to , he justs sits and do nothing more than drinking
      -"Give me that fucking wine , you drunken bastard"
      I take the wine , drink some.
      As we leave the friends mother throw a bottle which almost catches his head .
      Dream ends.

      Next will be the final chapter of "The Other Side" the dream where I had my final fight with a powerfull dc, probably another dreamer, but who knows....

      Updated 03-23-2015 at 08:35 PM by 72503

      Categories
      memorable , dream fragment , side notes , lucid , non-lucid
    2. Supernatural man, fragments

      by , 03-23-2015 at 05:44 PM (Keitorin's Dream Log)
      1. This dream played out like a movie, except instead of watching from the outside, I was a presence inside the girl’s head and I knew more about what was going on than her.

      The girl is standing with a man. He asks her if she needs something to read, and when she says yes, asks which kinds of books she had. She answers, ‘nature and werewolves’. Apparently something had happened to her copies. I was waiting for him to react to the latter term because I ‘knew’ he was one.

      He leaves, and she’s holding some kind of tablet of his. I think to snoop around in it but dismiss it. She puts it on the round table nearby.

      Gap.

      She’s in a room. It’s really blurry here, but she gets really sick and pukes. She tries to reassure the man that it must be because she only ate twice that day. But I wonder if the man will suspect that it’s because she’s turning into a vampire herself and can’t process food normally anymore.

      Meanwhile, I suddenly have this knowledge that the man is a vampire, and is looking for this sort of leader of the vampires, or at least his group, named Karen, and the girl could be her.

      I remember that the girl had dark, longer hair with some kind of braided hairstyle. She was around 17-20 in age.

      Inspiration: I’m wondering if the vampire thing naturally led to the girl being Elena from Vampire Diaries. IDK why I’m having so many werewolf dreams, they don’t even turn –into- werewolves in them!

      2. Blurry fragment. I’m at this machine sitting on a counter looking at the option for these black plastic cups. You could get a smaller sized amount or 14. We needed 15 but I have no choice but to get the 14. Something about food. Gap. Mom is there and says something about being thankful for an extra cup being left there by someone. She pressed a button and a bucket thing with the cups in it starts descending down into the counter.

      Inspiration: We have these sturdy plastic cups but there aren’t many left, and mom used some of them for something a couple of days ago and I was worried she was just going to throw them away after.

      3. I was looking at some website that made me nostalgic. A lot of people made pages dedicated to certain things like a series or character, and they’d post a bunch of stuff on them like fanart and they were really popular, but they started getting deleted (maybe even by the people themselves) and then it sort of fell into disuse.

      Inspiration: Gave me strong déjà vu, but I don’t recall a site like that. Maybe inspired by Tumblr+LJ, because I was thinking about it earlier.

      4. Something about mom telling me Jack was working.

      5. Grandma asks me about this cereal we have IWL, I answer back and she says that it’s going stale.

      Inspiration: Me wondering if people would finish the cereal in time.
    3. Make it rain inside

      by
      gab
      , 03-23-2015 at 05:21 PM (Turquoise Dreams)
      3.23.15

      Last night fel asleep on sofa at 8:30, moved to bed. WBTB 6:05-6:35. Woke up from lucids at 8:38

      I was very excited for april ToTMs. Tasks have not been voted on yet, but I picked some from the suggestions as my lucid goals. I really want to:

      - take a shower - I practiced this while falling asleep, telling myself I have only one t-shirt on and shorts, no underwear, because too many layers trip me up.

      - get blown away by wind - also practiced as I'm blown up to the orbit, maybe to ISS

      - make it rain inside of a room

      So as I'm WILDing, my cats leave me alone for at least 20 min. Then they start walking on me and sleeping, one by one. I sigh a sigh of relief, since I'm so used to WILDing with them, it's like a good luck charm.

      So when my boy seddles in and falls asleep on me, I keep listening to him purr, while I'm getting more and more relaxed. I kinds wish though he fell asleep already, stopped fidgeting and purring so loud, haha.

      *
      I see myself in a bed in a dormitory style large room. I think there is more beds, but I'm alone, except one other person I'm talking to. It maybe my cat or my mind, because my thoghts from falling asleep continue here.

      I can't wait to be lucid. I finally think I am and I stand up and walk away. I see my cat moved and I feel my "real" muscles moved, so I know I'm not asleep yet and return to bed to do it again. LOL. Only I was asleep and my dream body walked away and I got tricked that it was the physical one. : D

      So I'm 'trying to get relaxed again" haha, I notice my left leg is bent and I know I should make it straigt. This is all already in a dream, only I'm thinking it's not. I try to "levitate" and "up", and make my dream left arm move up to confirm that I'm asleep, but nothing happens. Danged, this is first time it happened.

      Ok, so I know a sure way to a lucid, haha. I push my head backwards and I feel like I'm pushing too hard (only I'm not, coz already asleep, hahaah). But I do transition finally and realize I'm dreaming.

      I feel like I did bunch of stuff, like 1-2 TOTMs by the time I end up in my mom's hallway and I remember what to do next. I want to make it rain inside. So I look up and...

      Oh yeah, this is what I did before: I flew up to the lamp in mom's hallway and wrote GAB in the dust on the lamp. I wanted to check in the morning. Too bad I live thousands of miles from my mom's place.

      Make it rain in the room. Ok, so I look up and say "rain". I start hearing some sounds from the outside. The hallway has no windows to the outside, because is surrounded by other rooms. So I listen and it sounds like raindrops are starting to fall on windows and the roof. I imagine a window and rain flowing down on it, just like I saw in the movie "castaway" last night (when at the end they were both sitting in a car outside of her house). Rain hitting the roof is now loud. I'm thinking it's not gonna rain inside, when I feel a wet drop on my right hand. I look at it and I'm thinking maybe I just spit on it as I was talking. But there is another one, and another one. It start to really pour now, it's raining cats and dogs, haha. There are some opening higher on the wall, and suddenly water comes gushing from there. I'm up to my ankles now. I'm thinking I better get out before the whole room gets filled.

      I tried to get myself blown by the wind, but I didn't work, and I didn't stay to try longer.
      I think I totally forgot about the shower TOTM, unless that happened in the first part which I don't remember at all.

      Dreaming ended by me getting into some underground rooms that belonged to some resistance. I was the leader ofc. I tried to get out of there. Opened a door but it was a closet, tried again, and same closet.

      Somehow I got out and I'm on the street, trying to put some paper or plastic sheets on my feet as I didn't have any shoes. I see a police car (asian police car, white with blue and red stripe, from the movie Bourne legacy I watched that day). And I'm like hell, now they got me. But they were there for something else. But now I'm sure they noticed me and they are coming to me next.
      Tags: totm rain
      Categories
      lucid
    4. Playing Blood, SD card

      by , 03-23-2015 at 05:05 PM (Snehk's Dreamlands)
      First dream fragment

      I was playing Blood. I was standing on the shore, and I was holding sawed-off shotgun. It was raining.

      Second dream fragment

      I was in the school, in a classroom. It was really warm and sunny afternoon. Sunshine was giving everything strong glow. I looked back, and saw one of the classmates. He had dark hair, brown eyes and was wearing casual clothes. A white t-shirt with grey stripes. He put his hand into a pocket, and took an SD card out. He said:

      - I have an SD card!
    5. That's not Manei

      by , 03-23-2015 at 04:47 PM (Lucid Time!)
      The night before last I had no recall whatsoever. There is some stress involved in my life rite now since I've been really busy, but it shouldn't be to the point of impacting me this badly. It's been frustrating these last two nights since what little time I've had to myself has been committed to lucid dreaming practice and that has been utterly fruitless.

      This morning I preformed two WBTBs.

      I recalled nothing when I woke up from this session.

      -5:50am WBTB- (Hahaha! Perfect 90-minute sleep cycle there.)

      I had some vauge fragments after falling back to sleep. Should have wrote them down...

      -7:20 WBTB-

      Something to do with this police lineup. The police had rounded up all of these people in the central park of a major city. I think some of the police were the robots from the movie Chappie. They had rounded up all of these people into a big crowd and were trying to return them to their families.

      At some point I was one of the robots and I was helping to capture the people by chasing them through the park and shooting them with taser bullets.

      Two of the police robots approached me. They said that they wanted to return Manei to me. They made this random girl step forward who looked nothing like her at all.
      I became semi-lucid.

      She wasn't wearing any top, only pants, and was extremely skinny. She had a dark blue tattoo pattern all over the left side of her body and had dark green eyes and shoulder-length black hair. I tried to explain that this wasn't Manei. The girl was saying that she had never seen me before either, but the police were convinced that we were a dreamer-guide pair.


      ...

      I was one of the robots again. I was at the hardware store trying to buy supplies so that I could repair myself.

      Updated 03-24-2015 at 03:24 AM by 53527

      Categories
      non-lucid , dream fragment
    6. Running Away From Bombs

      by , 03-23-2015 at 11:59 AM (One Up Seeker)
      1. I was outside of my friend Patrick's house. It was daytime and the sky was clear and blue. Me, Joseph, Trey, Dylan, and Pat, were all standing around talking to each other. Suddenly a car pulls into a house that has been for sale for a while. "I'm going to hit up that girl in there guys", Pat tells us. I look over and see an Indian family get out of the car and go inside of the house. My curiosity heightens. Joseph, being the outgoing guy that he is, decided that it would be fun to go over there and tease the girl somehow. Since we had nothing else to do, we go with Joseph over to this girl's house.
      Once we get over there, we walk inside. We don't knock on the door or ring the doorbell, we just walk in. As we do so, we find nobody in the house except for Joseph's younger brother and his little sister. We all decide to chill and sit down for a bit. I sit down at a desk that has a computer on it and I look up random stuff. Dylan comes over to the desk and I start showing him pairs of high-tops that look fresh. I remember showing him a white pair of Supra TK Society II's and a few other Supra's. Suddenly, Joseph's brother and sister come over to where me and Dylan are and start watching. I start talking to his sister, trying to entertain her since she's only 8 or 9.
      Eventually I get up away from the computer, and after talking to Joseph's brother for a little bit I walk outside. Everyone else comes out with me. As we get outside, we all start walking back to Patrick's house. As we are all walking back and talking at the same time, Joseph starts to walk slow and falls behind from the group. I look back and see him walking pretty far away from us. Suddenly, he teleports to where we all are like it is nothing and we continue talking. Once we get to Pat's driveway, we all stop and chill. Joseph later says that we should mess with another person's house that lives down past Trey's house.
      I look back at the newly occupied house, and now I see the father of the new family come out the door. He is wearing a towel on his head and the outfit he is wearing is fully Arabian. He starts to yell at us and I can see that he has a handful of grenades. He then starts sprinting in our direction while yelling in some unknown language. We start running away from him. I remember feeling the adrenaline when I realized that this guy could kill us. We eventually all made some distance between ourselves and this arabian guy. Me and Joseph specifically run to a col-de-sac down the street and we hide in the backyard of one of the houses there.
      We quickly jumped one of the house's fences. After we did so, Joseph and I noticed that the backyard we entered, was full of shrubs of many sorts and also some trees. We both thought the same thing: to hide behind one of the bushes. I tried as quietly as I could to get behind one of the bushes without making any noise. While doing so, I could clearly hear the loud rustling of leaves under my feet. I was losing time; the Arabian guy was close and I could hear him now. I finally got behind the bush. Seconds later, the Arabian guy cleared the fence like it was nothing. Me and Joseph got out of the bushes and jumped the fence that was going away from him. With that, we started heading back to Pat's house.
      On the way there, we both saw Dylan's dad, Mr. Ed. He was in his front yard managing his plants. He asked us what Dylan was doing and I told him that he was doing nothing. As we continued running back to Pat's house, I look back and see that Joseph can't keep up. Suddenly he teleports and is now right behind me, all caught up.

      2. I was in school and class had just ended. Everything looked a bit different. The tiles on the ground looked clean and new, but they were still an off-white color. As I headed to the center of the school, I saw my friend Joseph. I ran to catch up with him because he was about to walk up a flight of stairs. Walking next to Joseph already, was Paige, a girl that he is currently talking to. As I get to his side I ask, "Joseph, what's going on man?". He motions me off with his hand because he is talking to Paige. I am slightly pissed at this, but at the same time I respect Joseph's request since he hasn't talked to Paige in over 4 months.
      I turn around and walk down the flight of steps that Joseph and Paige just started to walk up. I realize that I am wearing my batman snapback in school and a gray jacket. I never wear either of these things in school. A random guy comes up to me and I recognize him as a friend even though I have no idea who he is.

      Updated 03-24-2015 at 03:18 AM by 65076

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      Uncategorized
    7. Math Tests and Talking to Ghosts

      by , 03-23-2015 at 09:23 AM
      Morning of March 23, 2015. Monday.



      My wife Zsuzsanna and I are in a car in an unknown metropolitan region, though it could be Brisbane. I believe she is driving though the scene is not rendered that fully or clearly - it is more like we are moving along within a light mist that is only implying travel by car. She is relating to me how a (unknown) younger female was caught sending stolen precious gems in the mail (diamonds, emeralds, amethysts, and rubies - which I become aware makes the acronym “dear”). Apparently, my wife is required to sit with other people and take some sort of government-related tests. The location and the building is all unfamiliar.

      There are perhaps a dozen people in the large room sparsely seated at several tables. Although the scene does not really have that much of a scholastic setting or mood, I become aware that the people are working on one-page third grade math tests for the most part. This has to do with some sort of government-related assessment to see the potential of certain individuals in society. It seems that each test for each person is slightly different (possibly so that people cannot copy another person’s answer). Mostly, there are one to two-digit addition problems and a few multiplication problems. Most of the people are over thirty and seem to be quite challenged by (seemingly at first) third grade math. Every now and then I notice something different, such as something that resembles a “Wishing Well” newspaper feature. I am not involved in any testing - I am only there for my wife due to complete distrust of mainstream authority.

      At one point, I notice that Zsuzsanna is sleeping on a table on her side due to the stressful environment. I walk to the other side of the room and talk with an older wealthy-looking lady working on a test. She seems over fifty. I tell her that I know that it is (generic) third grade math because of my long-term experience with teaching K12 mathematics (though mostly based on combined international standards). At this point, however, I do see a long division problem on her page where the divisor is three numbers. However, I notice that the dividend area is not a complete number and to the right of the digits that are visible is a long black bar filling out the rest of the area under the long division symbol. I tell the older lady that this is not “real” mathematics and that some additional seemingly simple equations cannot resolve to decimal values (even though they are implied to), suspecting that something is “wrong”, yet I do not become lucid at these impossible math tasks though which still can apparently be answered “correctly” (that is, without the “no solution” option). I get the impression that some test questions may be in octal, by which such as four plus four would then correctly equal ten. I contemplate that the government could easily trick people by not stating what base system is being used - thus playing on the general public’s ignorance of higher mathematics and thus no one would pass, which irritates me somewhat (even though the tests really did seem to be at primary level earlier on). (Looking back at this entry and including additional pertinent notes, I consider that it may vaguely have been inspired by a similar scene from “The Flintstones” from 1994, concerning the whole math test scenario.)

      From here, I walk across the room and see Zsuzsanna sitting in an armchair and another (unknown) female is on her right and other females are standing. It seems to be a smaller open room off the main room. At first I think she may be ill and I see “blood” she may have coughed up, but it turns out that she has a bowl of tomato soup on her lap and the other female has a different type of soup, possibly celery.

      On the other side of the main room, I start talking to someone (also in an armchair) who turns out to be a very young version of Don Knotts (deceased February 24, 2006). Another male on his left is also seated and seems to be a young Jack Gilford (deceased June 4, 1990). I am only slightly aware that they may be ghosts. Our conversation is very cheerful and friendly and with respect. I notice that other people are looking at me oddly as they apparently cannot see the two males I am conversing with, which I confirm by directly asking them if they see either of the two other males and their general response implies that they do not. In fact, Jack plays a prank on one unknown girl by somehow pulling her belt off so that her pants fall down. However, this seems ambiguous because she is immediately wearing different clothes. (The scene was likely due to a brief association with Simon Hunt, also known as Pauline Pantsdown, an Australian satirist). Later, I notice that a large television is on (to the right and against the wall from where we are). Jack makes some sort of comment regarding how he cannot understand what people are saying in movies anymore. There is something about Harvey Keitel being in the (unknown) movie. Earlier, there had been the sighting of a Barbara Mandrell album (odd, because I know very little about her and have not seen anything about her in over twenty years that I recall). There is some sort of confusion about the name in it being more like “(Barbara) Mandel” which shifts to “Harvey Mandel” (an American guitarist) in confusion with Harvey Keitel. “Mandel” may actually be a subtle play on “Mandelbrot” here.

      Updated 10-22-2015 at 01:08 PM by 1390

      Tags: math, tests
      Categories
      non-lucid
    8. 22.03.2015 - Short DILD - interrupted

      by , 03-23-2015 at 08:09 AM
      Slept 00:15, WBTB 05:30. Around 07:00 I was dreaming of being in my grandma's home viewing a projection, then went to bed and noticed a bug on my head. I threw it away but another one much bigger was on my head - then it came or me: am I dreaming? Did a finger-through-palm RC: + ! I was happy! I stood up (my feet got caught in the sheets but I freed them) and opened the balcony door, went outside and jumped down - no flight, just a slow fall. It's early night with street lights and I am between old, middle-class houses. I try to stabilize by rubbing my hands but I suddenly feel a strong itch on my nosethat brings me back to bed - to scratch it..
      Oh! Such a miss....
      Categories
      lucid
    9. #81 - Fishing and D&D, also a conclusion on Mugwort Tea

      by , 03-23-2015 at 06:13 AM (The Oneironaut's Odyssey)
      Black: Non-dream
      Blue: Non-lucid
      Red: Lucid

      Dream - Fishing and D&D
      I was in a river and I was a fish, I had to eat more fish to become a big fish, except at some point I become just a normal person and I find a really big fish. On either side of the river is dense NZ trees and bush that I find as quite a common occurrence in my dreams. The river was also quite shallow and very clear. I think the dream progresses on, as I seem to wander off with some people who are friends. I stop as I see something, almost like some has stored their belongings underneath some bushes (it felt like it was underneath a bed)... I stoop to see what's been left and I find D&D rule books, pathfinder rule books, heaps of cRPG computer disks in their cases and some other stuff. I immediately go hard-nerd mode and scoop them all up to take them with me, thinking how awesome it was to find such cool stuff . Must be related to the release of that new Pillars of Eternity game in 3 days and how I've been playing BG2 to fill the time

      During my WBTB I had some Mugwort tea, once again nothing really happened except being unable to recall dreams as well I as I usually would (hence only 1 dream). I feel it's caused by a drowsiness effect the tea seems to have... This kind of conflicts with another night where I had slightly more exotic dreams, like "The Wild" where I saw all sorts of crazy cool creatures... So I think there's a minor increase in vividness and exotic imaginings but it's pretty useless if you can't recall your dreams in the end :/. I can only surmise I don't have the right strain of Mugwort, since this contradicts the insane accounts of crazy vivid and strong dreams...
      Tags: d&d, fishing, forest, river
      Categories
      non-lucid
    10. Freaky Nightmare

      by , 03-23-2015 at 02:01 AM (. - ~ = * [ |{(Welcome to my Weird Dream World)}| ] * = ~ - .)
      Mehh, another nightmare, that was another creepy ass sleep.

      Well just came home from work kind of tired etc, got home, helped mom abit
      ate something, watched a movie, felt asleep with the movie on, then my bro knocked the door and woke me up
      to print him sum stuff, then i was too tired, went online for around 5 minutes, turned off completely the PC,lights,door,window, jumped in Bed, turned iphone on watched few adviceable random videos, and felt asleep...

      First i had some nice dream or lets say normal then it started gettin worse..... and worse and now ill explain you the worse point lol.

      There, i choose to play a Movie in a dream.. and i chose somethin about a woman, idk who which etc, but i played it, i wasnt home, this happened i guess in my work (since i worked alot this week) its normal that i'd dream of my workplace (in a different way ofcourse)
      so that woman or whoever was.. while i watching the film, i started hearing stuff etc, making me scary u know the feeling?
      woke up several times like 5-6.. tried to clear my head out but fk it i went back again and again so the dream continued..
      i always tried to go closely to the dream and find out what the stupid movie was about (i meant i had an image of the movie playing) lol.

      So .. i went around and i went into the frozen fridge and saw that woman and scared, i went back and asked my collegaues to help etc, but then no one could do anytihng or somethin.. (forgot my self what happened) woke up again i guess after few mins,) and cus im muslim there are sayings to slightly spit at the left 3x and sleep cs it makes the ''devil or lets say bad spirits'' go away'' and say 33x times god is the greatest, praise to god, etc.'' although i tried.. i fall asleep 3x times.. i prolly did it in my sleep paralysis or somethin..

      at the end of the dream i was really boom exhausted, couldnt anymore.. i mean in m room full silence, i actually had the windows little bit opened, so fresh air was comin on..., and went back to sleep.. then it was gettin very worse, i mean i could hear it even more.. and i asked mmore people around.. and nothin helped so what i did .. with my crazy brain mind, went on the side of the whole dream.. like lets say its A Theater and i go on the right side where are the walk way, and i am like.. skippin the movie (its like a movie player lol)
      but couldnt see the freakin end i skipped on the nd and it was done, i rewinded back, and i saw the credits..
      then i woke up.. finally... turn lights on, go take a piss, eat some fruit, and relax on pc right now =D writin ths weirded dream.

      peace
    11. Breaking Out of Jail

      by , 03-23-2015 at 12:38 AM (One Up Seeker)
      1. I was inside of a prison cell and there was a Mexican dude a little bit older than me that was standing next to me. Suddenly my point of view is changed to that of a 3rd person story. I see an old Mexican man, maybe in his 40's or 50's. The voice of a narrator speaks, "This man is going to the prison right now, to break a young man out of prison, but the police have no idea about this yet". The man then walks into the prison through the entrance and goes to the back where me and the other mexican guy are. Once the man gets to our cell, he opens it up by pressing a button. The alarm sounds for the entire prison and I am now brought into 1st person perspective. I follow the man and the mexican dude out of the cell and we run out of the prison through a set of doors.
      While doing so, I hear a loud voice say, "But no one knows that this man has only set this young mexican teenager free so he can molest him". WTF? That's gross. I can hear police sirens going off, and now every other inmate in the prison is in an outrage. The police are getting closer, but we are still running. At one point, the police actually intercept us. This is where I break ties with the Man and the Mexican teenager and I go my own way. I take notice of the sky which is dark and blue. I run around one of the corner's of the prison, and the police loose track of me. I start climbing/parkouring buildings that are near me. As I do so I think to myself, "I never knew that I had this ability". Suddenly I go back in time to the point where I had just lost the police and turned the corner of the prison.
      I make a note of how odd this is, but nonetheless I keep running from the police.
      Suddenly time skips forward and I find myself in my friend Patrick's garage. My friends Joseph, Trey, Patrick, Alex, and Dylan are all here. I go up to Joseph and Trey and start telling them about what happened.

      2. I am inside of a huge building. The interior is really nice. The floor is made of red carpet and red curtains cover many of the walls. The part of this building that I am in resembles an auditorium. There are people all around me, carrying on with their business as though everything is normal. A little earlier before this, I had been talking to a really cute blonde girl named Cathy. She was about 5'4 in height, had blue eyes, and was wearing a gray jacket with short shorts. Her jacket was big though to where it covered her short shorts and made it look like she wasn't wearing anything but a jacket and some shoes.
      Now, We were both together and I was looking for the fitting rooms to try on some clothes. I walk across the auditorium and I see many women walking in and out of an area. I suspect this to be the fitting rooms. I walk over to this area and on my way in I see two fully naked blonde babes. "Wow, where am I right now?" I ask myself, "This isn't making much sense". I then hear Cathy from behind me, "Cory what are you doing?". "Is this the women's fitting rooms only?" I ask. "Yes, go to the men's fitting rooms" she giggles. I then turn around and quite honestly I feel embarrassed. I then make my way back across the auditorium to search for the men's fitting rooms. I suspect them to be on the opposite side from the women's, so that's where I go to look.
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