The Dream Bakery

[B]Part 1[/B]

I am a journalist in New York. I have my DJ with me, and my DJ pen. I am following the life of a writer, who lives in a slummy apartment on a bad street. She is going from rags to riches, hoping her novel can take her to fame. I ask her questions and follow her about.
We walk down the street and find a nicer apartment. We talk about how it could be better if she moved there instead, as crime was becoming a problem where she lived.

[b]Part 2[/b]

I am walking around the street in the dark. I am pushing my sister in her pram. A van drives up behind us. I start walking faster. A van pulls in front of us. Then one pulls along side. I put all my strength into putting the pram over the fence into the park next to us. The fence buckles, and men dressed in black jump out the vans and kidnap us both.

[b]Part 3[/b]

I am lucid. I walk around, just taking everything in. I walk outside and its night, but the sky has a strange light to it and is very misty. There is a large big circle in the sky, like the sun through fog. I then decide to run around really fast and see if I can blur my surroundings.

[b]Part 4[/b]

I am lucid. I walk to a bunch of computers where a professor sits.
"Lets get all of you dreamers sharing a dream!" he tells me. The computers open like a trap door, and I get sucked in. I get tossed around what looks like space, then get sucked into a little room. People who claim to be Raven and WakingNomad are there, along with others. I sit down awkwardly next to Raven, who looks like a huge white ghost / witch. WakingNomad seems to be some sort of robot with a digital LED face. We all played board games for a while. Then we work together to create a miniature world using 3D models, but with our hands and by spawning objects with thought power. Raven and I built a scary, foggy cemetery and park. I placed a big old shack house to increase the ambience, but Raven seems to not entirely agree with its placement, but lets me do it anyway.
Soon I go back to my dream. I am in my house, except some girl about my age is there. She is trying to find a place to work, but can't because all the rooms in the house are taken.
I walk into a bedroom. A mattress is on the floor. I stand on it and large static charges come off it. Ouch, they hurt! And they wake me up.

[b]Fragments[/b]

Talking to people who have been turned into dog / human hybrids with angel wings.

I have some cool dream transitioning with my DEILD, I close my eyes then get the movement sensation like I am in a rollercoster.