Lucid Time!

Before the first WBTB was a pretty dry and unclear semi-lucid. I recall something having to do with an evil dream character making spikes appear and killing my cats and family. I became partially lucid, to the point of not caring because I knew for one reason or another that what was happening was not a part of reality.

-WBTB-

The second dream was really long. I remember my friend S's comic characters being involved. (But I cant give names or tell what they did at the risk of spoiling his comic. Not that I remember much of it anyway.)

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I was in a neighborhood with one of my college suite-mates. Someone started yelling that we should look at the sky because he saw a jet figher plane. I looked up and saw a small plane fly over followed by a whole squadron of big, slow moving green bombers.

Someobody was shouting that the United States was under attack by another country. The bomb bays on the planes opened and bombs started falling out. I said to my suite-mate that we should try to find a shelter or basement to hide in.

But before the bombs hit the ground they all began morphing into all of these different random things. One of the bombs turned into Santa's Sleigh. Another one turned into a Unicorn. I just remember a lot of colors, and all of the bombs-turned-random things shot off in random directions.

Somebody started getting really excited because they thought that it was the spiritual awakening where magic had returned to world, and all that they had foredcasted and all of the things that had appeared from the bombs were the changes in the world that they had brought about.

I did a nose-pinch reality check and became lucid. I told the dream character I was sorry, there wasn't some kind of spiritual awakening, but rather just my lucid dream. The dream character got really mad with me.

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I was at a train station, but there was no train tracks. This little futuristic pod came along where the train tracks should have been. The door opened indicating I was supposed to get on. But when I tried to walk in closer the door closed partway and a force field projected through it.

The voice of the DC from earlier started talking and was apparently very mad with me for ruining everything for him and telling him that it was just my dream. He told me that I wasn't allowed onto the train until I had an imagination again.

-WBTB-

The third time I fell asleep didn't yield any dreams.