So this morning, in order to help me remember my little baby fragments, I gave them all one word titles when I was in the shower. Now I'm at work and I can jot these down. Luggage - I was in a hotel room, and I remember luggage, but I don't know if I was packing or unpacking. There were clothes and toiletries in the room and the bathroom. Shower - I think I'm still in the hotel room, now in the bathroom. There are three shower stalls, all in glass. The last one is about as big as a bedroom. There's a shower head on the one wall, and when I open the glass door to get into the shower, I notice that there are 2 giant triangle sized sections of tile missing from the floor. I see someone I know, Jo, walking past the shower, and I yell at her, "Brandon, what's going on with the floor?" (Brandon is her last name.) Gallery - I'm in a room/ studio with my ex girlfriend Lauren. All along the all are paintings hung up. They're very colorful. There are like 3 or 4 rows of them, some are different sizes, but mostly bigger than 11x14. Dirtbike - I am maybe at a vacation resort. There's some people walking around like a wooden framework of stairs and walkways connecting the hotel (or apartments) to the ocean (or lake). I think I was thinking of fireworks, maybe setting them off, and then somehow I'm looking for a bike. I get on it, then off it, then someone else gets on it and takes it up a flight of stairs, then on the way down the stairs, they turn the motor on. I was shocked that I didn't know that it was a dirtbike.
I am an assassin, like one from Hitman. I have coworkers with me, and we have killed an old, caucasian man who looks somewhat like Colonel Sanders, in a dark khaki suit. We put his body in our car and drive. We discuss how to prevent his body from being found, and we decide that we will put him in a wooden coffin and put him in the Morgue, and then spread news to those who might be looking for his body as evidence that his body is elsewhere. My dream transitions to me playing a videogame, the graphics and feel is like Deus Ex. I have never played Deus Ex, only its more modern prequel, Deus Ex: Human Revolution. In the game, I have an SMG, and the police is converging on me and I fight them. I recall vague memories of being on a road trip.
+ I'm inside a building with my head laid sideways on the floor and I'm closely inspecting the wallboard. Two guys are talking off-stage about the expensive wood they're using. I see the wallboard is expertly sculpted and curved, a very fine bit of wood word, and follow the wallboard from the hallway into a room. In the room I see a section of wall tiled with very colorful luxurious marble/granite stone, and I point out sections of the stone that have the exact same blue color as my own blue stone in my place that I remember [FALSE], I point this out to the guys sitting in the room. +(f) blank signs made from lawn signs? + talking about the (calculator program) that all the developers use. I start thinking about all the functions I'd like it to have: binary conversion, quick/fast modes for various functions. Then transition into a classroom where the teacher is talking about the COS and SIN functions, about how the value for 14 is the same for 4 and 13 is the same for 3, and I ask is that some fundamental truth of math, the students (laugh?) the teacher says no it has simply to do with rounding. + lying on bedroom floor of (friend's?) house, sleepover, two young boys (I'm present age?), I notice the area of the floor which has a large insignia on it in deep bright blue, I think there used to be a floor covering like a rug there, I can't think why the pattern would be left there. The kids use some bad words and when the parent/mother looks in I disavow having said it and point with my two thumbs in opposite directions indicating the boys are the ones responsible. It comes time for bed and I take a quick drink of water from a sports bottle, lean over to my right side, reach up and flick off the light switch, and lie down and close my eyes. I see through my eyelids the lights are still partially on, though, and I wait for the mother to turn them off. A mother? comes (who looks like my wife?) and kneels down and starts animatedly talking about her night out. I notice her shoulder-length curled-at-the-end black hair. I'm facing her right profile. I think she had a night out at a bar and say that explains it, meaning her animated speech is because she's tipsy. One of the kids ask her about if she had a designated driver, and she says "only on the last stop of the night," as if that explains it and makes it OK, but I realize it's a terrible answer meaning she didn't have a designated driver most of the night. Outside with a group of people at an election, there is a guy (former KC colleague StHo) who is acting like an announcer, he has some sort of (pentagram?) tattoo in the middle of his forehead. He has the announcer-rhythm and lilt. He's giving initial returns and there is the commentary that the Democrats (they have an 80-year-old candidate?) need to get out to vote. I make an aside-comment about have people checked to see that their bicycles haven't been stolen? WBTB about 6 hours. Up about an hour or 1.5 hours. Get drowsy again, back to bed. Takes a while to fall asleep but go full relaxation (body scan, total "letting go", open the head, get the mind out from being stuck in the body) and fall asleep + driving the cousins home in the snow, steep hill, car losing traction (no chains), short skis out on the granular snow, can I just have them walk from here? Lots of people out taking advantage of the snow at the resort. +(f) quick (nice lip action) kiss from one woman, another woman gets naked and sits astride me, I reach for her body, she's a bit heavy, we kiss, transition +(f) tussle with a young man at the top of the stairs, he falls through the railing and hits the ground below + with some women, I realize they're going to the same counselor/psychologist I am, I immediately want to get there ahead of them. We move together through some doorways and enter an office space. It is quiet and a large entry way, with multiple offices off of the central room, I don't know which one is the right office. I'm looking for names and have the name of the counselor in mind [forgot] but can't find it. There are stylish silver-colored nameplates with intricate designs in various shades of silver and grey.
I fell asleep at about 2 am. Woke up at 4:30 am with a relative long dream. I dream there was like a challenge with candies... Like some candies were better than other ones... This was held by Fran O and Oti. I was standing there and there was a swimming competition. Fabio, a sports teacher of school, asked me what sports did i qualify for the competition. I mention 5, although he probably expected 7. But regardless his opinion i didn't want to push myself too far since i didn't consider a sports competition worth it. (I always wanted to win the competitions, but not only i did not win but also if i could have won it actually wouldn't give me any reward inside). Then i was in a saloon, where there was a night party. I noticed that it was the 50's 60's and it was the beginning of the electric guitar. Since i knew how to play the guitar i wanted to play in public. (I think i had the not so aware thought of Marty McFly playing guitar in the past.) So i went to the bar section, meanwhile while i was walking i saw a fully naked girl, walking in front of me and sitting in a chair to drink something with her friend. I thought wow, i would like to stay here, but then i thought no actually i don't and i have other things to do. Besides i was thinking that maybe she was there like that not because she wanted to but because of how the party was organized, maybe it was a not so wholesome party... maybe she was a slave or something like that. If that was the case i couldn't do much about it because there surely were many of them, maybe if i was lucid i could call some allies (because my powers are not very stable or prolongued) from the DVs Hero League maybe, and help this people out. But well... it was just a thought anyways, i didn't ask anyone about this. So i continued to the bar. I had left my guitar there. When i grab the guitar case it was light, and thus i knew it was not there. So i asked the barwoman where was the guitar. She told me that those two women grabbed it and stole it. So i went to those two women, and i grabbed one. Somehow the other one tricked me in considering her as not a thief. They had already stolen the guitar and put it outside in her cars, and i didn't want to go and get it myself because maybe her boyfriends or her band would be there. So i grabbed this woman and decided to take her to the police. I hold her arms and hands behind her back, and she was walking on front. She was very angry with me and started to nail her nails in my hands. I didn't care about this, i was not going to let her go, because i couldn't let her go with her own... she had stolen a guitar, even though i didn't care too much about the guitar itself. So she did that and i had a sccisor so i nailed it on her hands as well, i think i did that like trying to get her hands together and so i could then grab her by the arms, but this was an angry reaction and it was actually cruel. We walked and there were some militars lining up. They saw me but didn't stop me. I told them she was a terrorist, but this wasnt the case! I lied to them but actually because i lied to myself in thinking that. Maybe because i saw the soldiers i thought "ha, things changed, she isn't a thief anymore, she might be a terrorist". Well, if things changed so quickly this was sign that the dream was abotu to collapse. And it did, and woke up. Never reached the police, so that woman is free . It was too early to get up so i remained in bed. I slept until about 11:45 am. I dream about being in the house of a friend playing with a ball. Juan and Santi. We went to look for the ball and we suddenly are in the school yard. A woman from outside sees Matias and threteaned him to accuse him with the directors. We decided to leave and go to the highschool hall. We were there and lined up. We were the oldest in the school, and it was first day of classes. I am asked if i like music by a teacher, and i say i don't like it anymore or im not interested anymore. Then the principal starts asking everyone, one by one, "what does your religion (he knew the religion of every person) think about marrying?". I wanted to give a good answer but i had no clue, i didn't recall anything about this. The only thing i knew was that monks are not allowed to do marriage services. So i either had to remain silent or say what i personally thought instead of the religion. Side note: - About the religions. Many people in my country is religious but with blind faith, or just to have a religion (they don't want to offend god). At least that's how i see it and i think it's not right. So i don't care getting involved in these kind of arguments or whatever, since they are like political arguments. So i considered if i should say something or actually say im atheist. Well... he never asked me, but i think i would have said that thing of the monks and nothing else. However why did i stay there? ... I should work on attaining lucidity hehe
Foreign bathroom labels I'm in an older wooden building looking for the bathroom. There are four doors off of the hallway I'm in, and I'm pretty sure one of them leads to the men's room. The first door I look in is certainly a bathroom, but the word on the door is in a language I don't know, and there are no pictures. The room is too well decorated for a men's room, so I move on. The next room is also a bathroom, but there are so many piles of janitorial supplies and tools that the toilet isn't reachable. I walk to the next one, but someone warns me that it's under repair. By this point, I'm resigning myself to just having to hold it ... Dog trouble I'm walking around in "my" house. I happen to look out the window and see my dog running around the yard - something he's never supposed to be doing. My eldest daughter confesses to letting him outside. I remind her that his being outside alone could cause some serious problems, then send her out to fetch him. I'm leaving a house, walking along a walkway under some trees to go down to the driveway. We've been staying with friends, but now it's time to go home. I pass my dog on the walkway and feel sadness knowing that it'll be a while before I see him again. I then come to my senses, realizing that he's my dog and so of course he'll be coming with us, and my sadness is replaced by relief. Worst super-power ever I'm in a large open warehouse talking to some people. Missiles are hitting nearby, but so far none have hit this building. One of the guys I'm talking to explains that something about this building confuses the enemy and they don't usually aim for it. There's something about drinking something from vats to gain powers. Now explosions are rocking the building, and I realize the enemy has seen through the disguise. People are running this way and that preparing for evacuation. Now there's something about driving somewhere and seeing someone on the side of the road. Now I'm with a friend in a bright suburban neighborhood. We're trying to keep a low profile and escape from <something>. If we head due <that way>, we should be able to get to somewhere safe. Unfortunately, in our haste to escape, I don't have any shoes. I do have some strips of paper towel - maybe 3" x 8" - which I decide to try to make into something to protect my feet. I consider trying to tie them together, but I quickly realize that won't work. I try to fold a couple strips together - folding their ends a couple of times, folding the corners, flipping them inside out - and while I have a brief moment of triumph, it quickly falls apart. Finally, I remember that, because of the weird stuff I drank, I can put glue on anything I touch. I touch a couple of points at the tip of one of the strips, leaving behind dots of a tan-colored glue, then glue the strips together. Success! I'm worried, though - can I turn the power off? Will I end up putting glue on everything I touch for the rest of my life? Concert without clothes I'm in a huge room which is packed with people and nearly pitch-black. Everyone's looking in the same direction, possibly towards a stage. I have the distinct feeling that I'm at least partially naked and cross my hands over my crotch. I'm thankful that it's so dark that, even if I'm not fully clothed, it's unlikely that anyone will notice.
I know now that my sensibilities when it comes to spending money are very poor in dreams. I was on a windy peninsula with a group of other people. We were mostly hanging out when a kiwi guy mentioned that he had two extra pairs of hand wings he'd sell me to help my flying improve. I was extremely hyped and paid the man $300. The first wings were two cloths that I wrapped around my hands and admittedly they helped a lot. The second 'wings' were literally just a pair of gloves. The fuck. I took back the deal and flew around a great deal.
Last night bed 9pm - 1:23am 1:23 am - 2x300 alpha GPC. (It peaks 3 hrs after taking, so I went back to bed to sleep another hour) 2:29 - Up for WBTB 3:02 - 2x4 pure Galantamine and going to sofa Heard my watch ding at 4 am, just when first part of my lucid was over. It continued till 4:38 when I got up immediately after it ending. During first part I was aware of cats moving about and hearing sounds from outside. Started to sleep on my back, then turned to my left side. Didn't get up as usually to go potty. I fell asleep pretty fast and got lucid right away with WILD. First part (about 30 min long) took place all outside. There were no transitions between, just one long dream. - flying, looking at the skies, seeing stars and Orion (I started to really look at the skies in the morning when I'm leaving to work and wondering how come Orion is already so high up in the skies, it's not even winter yet) - losing vision in left eye, then opening it and having good vision again - all at night or foggy, grey skies - I tried to recall more of this first part before getting up from bed, but this is it Second part (about 38 min long) Again, don't recall any transitions between scenes, just one long dream. - all of it happened indoors with me looking for a way to get out, getting out for a bit then back inside - I was in this huge older building with lots of stores, bars, caffes, lots of people like in a mall before christmas. Lots of hallways, curved , straight, round walls - TALKING with DC - towards the end, I thought I always wanted to talk to DC, so I approached this woman with short hair in light blue sweater and asked her "Hi, how are you". She looked at me startled and said "window". We walked outside, her laughing nervously about what she said. Another woman came to us and said I can talk to her is I'm not having luck with the other one. - It was all incredibly detailed. I said a few times throughout in a dream "Look at the details" and I was inspecting people's clothes and other things with amazement. I realized this was more clear and detailed than my other dreams that kinda fade away in the later parts. - At one point I remembered the pull something out of pocket TOTM. Put my hands in but don't remember what I pulled out. - I YELLED OUT show me something interesting show me something I should know show me something fun I had a feeling I should wait longer for the answer before asking another one. After one of my requests, a female came to me, looked all serious and was asking me if I really want to. She took me by my elbow and there was this tall person in long black coat/cape. Looked scare and I didn't want to have nothing to do with them anymore. He pointed behind me. I looked and this older curly blond woman was coming. She had only her top on. They said she is gonna do a show with a pig. I was like "no thank you". - I kept walking at fast pace. Lots of interractions with other DCs, talking, looking at stuff, stopping to do things. - I started asking if anybody wants to do it. I figured it's better than to just grabbing the first person. Nobody responded except this one guys who said eww. -- Some females came to me as I was standing by some counter. Asked me if I really wanted it. They didn't wait for an answer. -- I'm outside. Guy wants to do it. His thing is so long, we have to sit on the ground, facing each other and inch closer till... -- Another guy with flacid thing askes me if he can get into action too. I felt sorry for him so I said sure. -- Another guy is sitting on the ground with a blanket sticking out about 2 feet. He tells me it's not his leg. -- Some other females. -- After 5th happy ending I thought I will lose count, but there was one more and that one was just wow. - I asked a DC for a scooter like scuba divers have to propell them under water. I got one, aimed it at the ceiling, but it didn't pull me. - Went up to the ceiling to morph through as I remember ophelia does. I didn't want to at first because I usually get stuck or end up somewhere not pleasant, but I was desperate to get outside. Ceiling stopped me. - So I went throught the wall head first, while laying in mid air. I ended up in this underground cellar type of place that reminded me of the place I ended up when I went throught the wall the very first time ever. White washed walls, all banged up, paint chipping from it. As I was floating on my back going head first, there were some weird looking people trying to catch up with me. I tried hard not to get caught. I thought they are scary. But then I thought well I always think that and sometimes it turns out to be the opposite of what I think. So I let them catch me. They took me to next room where they held some females captive. One was on a desk and some of those scary people were having fun with her. They told me if I had some pills, now would be time to take them to make it easier on myself. Thank you, come again!
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D1 - On a football field that is totally uphill. Sarah who is miss perfect scores a goal, booting the ball high from one end of the pitch to the other. Some other work related randomness about refunds. D2 - In class watching a film on an old fashioned tv in someones front room, the kids want the lights turned off. I asked for a show of hands to turn lights off. I then have trouble working out which light switches to press. Then in the pitch black that descends a student looms up over me (I can imagine his dark hair and glasses, reminds me of a kid I did not like) asking what would I do if he tried to kill me. Nice. I made a joke about not liking the idea of getting blood everywhere and he backs off. I mess with channels but cant get right one for film. D3 - A going back and forth in time dream. One character looks a bit like sonic the hedgehog on a bad hair day, when I go back in time. In present time I am in spain (yay!) at a beach market stall. Where people are seliing fake crap. I use my powers to make my stall inflate out of a small bag to full size with a giant logo above it. When people come along I give them the stuff they want and even read their minds to see what they want before I produce it by magic. I go a bit far and also produce food for some guys which is a bit incongruous with the stall and freaks them out. Along comes some kid to take me onto the next part of the story. I can see the past, present and future laid out on the sand, like kind of blurry viewports. The past is a little dull but the future is super brightly coloured, with neon lights. (subtle hint lol) [comment] I am having some downtime and this energy has reinvigorated my dreams. I had lots of cool hypnagogic images too.
First dream, false awakening I was in school, sitting in a classroom. It was already evening, but we were all still sitting in school. There was a new teacher - a redhead woman in early forties, wearing jacket and trousers in pale purple colour. She was really bossy and rough, almost everyone was scared of her. She said "This class would need a good head teacher to become as effective as it could be..." Then I interrupted her saying "We already have a head teacher, and she's the best one we can have!" I woke up in a bed in parent's room, it was dark all around but I could see parents sleeping in their bed. I woke up saying the aforementioned line. My mother was saying it at the same time with me. I got out of bed and went to toilet. I couldn't see anything through the window as the glass pane was completely frozen. Then I was back in school, in different classroom. People were preparing for lierature classes, some asked me if they got the right book. One of the girls asked me if I heard of a "Kim Kardashian - American Virgin" movie. I denied, saying that it's the first time I actually hear about it. Then I said that I know someone who can get that movie for her, for a small favor. Then that new teacher was back, this time a soldier with an uzi accompanied her. I got into argue with her again, she came closer and really lightly hit me in the head. Everyone laughed and she asked why, to which I replied "They're under impression of your powerful punch." She got angry and slightly scratched my forehead, I commented with "Thanks, it was kinda itching." Everyone laughed from her again, she got mad and ordered her soldier to shoot me. I grabbed her and used her as a shield. Soldier shot out a magazine at her and she fallen dead. Then we all got out of classroom, everyone congratulating me for dealing with her. Second dream It was early winter, with two teachers and a bunch of friends I was at a pier. I talked wih teacher about storms that can greatly increase water level in this usually dry pier. I looked at the sea - there was no water at all, just some ice scattered around. The sky was overcast but bright. Then the wind started blowing strongly and sky went grim. I looked towards the land, and saw a flock of seagulls escaping. Then I saw a huge wave of water incoming. It hit the pier, we barely held on. Water was raising rapidly, the wind and water flow was so strong that first it pushed a big van at the pier. We were lucky enough that it missed. Then it pushed a bus with high velocity and it hit the pier, breaking it completely. We jumped down to a small boat and started paddling with our hands. I paddled with my leg for some reason. I heard teacher shouting "Swim to N-40!" We paddled on, swimming into some swamps. I was a bit afraid of paddling as there were some venomous snakes swimming in water, but we got to land safely. Then we started wondering "What means N-40?" - one of friends asked. Another replied "I think it's "Now swim on for 40 seconds"." I asked "Isn't it North-40 degrees?"
I was at a dinner of some kind w/ my extended family. Meaning my uncles & cousins even were there so there were a whole lot of ppl including a lot I didn't know at all. I try to score some pot from my uncle but to no avail. I get up & walk out into the hall & go up the stairs. I see all of these young girls acting inappropriately around some man. I go into another room & I saw the weirdest thing. Bicycles. Like hundreds of bicycles. They are all facing inward & packed together perfectly. They were stacked some how in between them too but perfectly, no leaning. They created the spectacular circular tower. It was most accurate thing I believe I have ever witnessed in any dream. Anyway, it had no part to play in my dream which was even more strange. I then notice the girls walking up another flight of stairs & follow them. One of the girls looks like one of my girl cousins but turns into my granddaughter Booga Bug. The 2 girls lead me up to the roof. They both are doing this synchronized balancing act by standing on the ledge & balancing on one leg w/ the other over the side of the building. I'm holding Booga's hand while she is doing this because I'm freaking out that they are both about to die by falling off of the building & come crashing down to the earth. But I look at her & let go. I decided to have faith when I let go & both girls fell. But while my heart was freaking out as I ran over to the ledge, there they both are laying on a second roof only 2 feet below the ledge. They are just fine & laughing. I then see the creepy man again & he looks kind of like Robin Williams. The dream is very long. In the end they are doing nothing more than making organic dehydrated vegetables. Part of a self sustaining food source of some kind. I did an inner meditation right before I went to sleep. I have put off doing this kind of inward meditation because I can't sit still during the day to save my life or w/o a Xanax. I'm always fiddling w/ something. That's why I've stuck w/ doing jigsaw puzzles as a serious form of meditation for me. That's where the faith came in, which was actually more cool than even I could have imagined. And the bikes! Wow! That was really amazing to see. It seems I am always in protective mother bear mode so the guy in the dream was harmless in the end even though I was skeptical. I think I'll keep my skepticism at the healthy level I believe it to be.
This is a dream that I just woke up from. This dream was absolutely, by far the most terrifying dream that I have ever had, in my life. I was an orphan, who had went to an orphanage. There were about four other kids there, and we were all taken care of by a kindly man and their wife. There, I felt welcome, for a while. These kids who had also lost their ways were incredibly nice, and so were the adults. The food was good too. It was about the second night when it happened. Me and the other kids were roughing around at night, when one of them fell asleep under the covers. I saw their lump move. It sped up, heading for the edge of the bed, where the sheets flapped. I pulled up the covers. There I saw only his clothes remained. I panicked, telling the other children and the adults. They seemed to have forgotten who this kid was. I was forgetting too. The adults said they would look into it in the morning, and it would be best to sleep for now. So I fell asleep. A demon, whose appearance I can only describe as the conglomeration of all the hideous monsters ever to present itself to me in a nightmare. It spoke quickly, but with presence. "You're next." I wake up. To be honest, I'm not looking forward to going back to sleep tonight, even if all of that was just some silly dream. That might've been the scariest dream that I've ever had, and I was just forced out of that otherwise pleasant world.
Last I remember from this dream was that I was in a room full of people. I had a rifle (an AK47), and was holding people hostage. Controlling the crowd was tough. Some were too scared, and there were just too many of them. I threatened them, but some still tried to flee. I shot and killed them. I was being recruited into a malicious secret society (clearly based on MJ12 from Deus Ex) by a man obviously based on Walton Simons (also from DX). He didn't at all look like Simons, though. He wanted me "in", and it didn't feel like "no" was an option. He's not the kind of person you say no to. He gave me a tour of his "facility". My grandpa was there, apparently working for them too. There was a lab. I have notes about "salad", but I waited too long to write this down so I have no idea what it means. There was also a scene in which "Simons" was speaking on Helium (funny voice!).
I remember seeing our old cats (long dead by now). Specifically "Lotje". I was happy to see her, and petted her. One dream got a little creepy. Never a nightmare, but unsettling enough to make me wake up. Awake, I felt very paranoid for a while and had to close the bathroom door because I couldn't help but think of suddenly seeing a creepy entity there.
This has got to be my most stereotypical dream in a while. The beginning of this thing was lost in obscurity, so I'll slip ahead to the first moment that is absolutely concrete. I was with a group of girls, and two of them were these absolutely beautiful blondes. They both looked so unique, so far from the traditional blonde bombshell and it was driving me mad. One of them was so close to Lucy Mink, the other probably a girl I saw in passing, maybe years ago sat next to me on the subway. I was across from Lucy on the stairwell of a bohemian building downtown. Cast upon her face was the most beautiful lighting, a stark divide down the leading lines of her nose composed of red and ultramarine, two sides fighting to display a different aspect of her fierce beauty. I was mesmerized, and even in my staring at her, my habitual intense eye contact I now make with beautiful girls in an attempt to trigger the reality check, I did no such thing. She suddenly motioned to leave, so I switched my attention to the other girl. Equally gorgeous, yet not a similarity beyond the color of her hair. The girls said they were going to the museum, and I said I would meet them there. I knew that I would be transporting myself. Right in front of them I sprinted, felt the wind on my face, and leapt. I was flying much faster than I usually do in my dreams. Absolutely ripping it about a meter off the ground, swerving corners so hard I would hit trees, but just bounce off and keep going. I made it to the museum in minutes. There I flew through the loading doors and found myself in a massive labyrinth of hallways, flying through them at top speeds. I knew that there would be a destination for me so I continued flying through the unknown, taking lefts and rights and going up and down holes in the floor and ceiling. I found the place I was seeking and the girls were there. The said they were going to the basement to check out something that was going on in the museum. They were going down a stairwell, and I knew that the very basement floor held a secret they were not ready for. I rushed past them to the bottom and found my friend Nico there with another buddy. We were at the bottom of a fire escape. In front of me a a brick wall. To the left and right stretch low tunnels, far off and around the corner miles away. They are dimly lit, but there are iron bars blocking access to each. On the left, the bars have been breached. This is no accident. They say there have been reports of things down here, but they don't see any signs. Looking off too the right, far down the tunnel I see a small pale boy walking toward us. He has black rings around his eyes, and I know him to be a mummy. Squeezing his face through the bars, I begin to assault this child demon. His face contorts from the blows. He squeezes his entire body through the bars and we pulverize him. Suddenly a red raptor shoves his head thorugh the bars, too big to fit and gnashing at me. I smash up his face as well and another dies. To my left and look to see what I had feared. Raptors approching from the distant end of the hole, and the bars are gone. I look to my partners for help and they have abandoned me in resentment of some past wrongdoing. I pull out the aluminum bat that leans on my desk and took some slow, dream-molasses swings. They are barely enough to keep myself from death. I wake up after this betrayal.
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