More catching up... 12th May Dream: Dream recall faded somewhat. In the first dream I remember being at a house with H and someone else, a girl our age, but not sure who she was. We were all very hungry, and it was about noon. Someone suggested ordering pizza, but I didn't want to for some reason, so instead I got on the phone and ordered a man made of food or something, like synthetic food. He was supposed to get there by two in the afternoon. I figured when he arrived, I'd "butcher" him for the synthetic meat he was made of, wondering which bits H would be picky about, but as time went by, it seemed like he wasn't going to turn up at all, which made me regret not ordering the pizza in the first place. Then I remember going through some sort of tunnels or halls, in an old style (20-60s) building. No natural lighting, just incandescent lights. Gave me the impression of night time. I was still hungry, but I came to a room where there was something written over its double doors (I forget what) that suggested I could eat there. I went in and there was a bar-like counter and I talked to a woman in her 40s and asked her about eating or something. I told her I realised it was late but I really needed something and she was kind and tried to figure something out. At some point my parents showed up and start commenting on the food-making. I forget what else happened. Dream fragment: A different dream or perhaps after a different segment I've forgotten. Only small bits, many of which just ordinary. But in the end of this dream I was walking around a downtown area with my dad, H and someone else I think. There was a man announcing that free testing for a certain genetic or auto-immune disease or something would be available. I muttered to myself about it not being available to me freely in the past and then the man approached me, unconcerned by my complaints but addressing them; he began to inspect my nose with his hands and as he did he said "normally we wouldn't check people who have infections on their nose because this excludes them" or something to this effect. His attitude and face while going over my nose and talking to me suggested (some medical) curiosity. Just as he was about to move on to inspect some other part of my face or body, the doorbell in reality rang and I woke up, having to answer the door. Notes: - Of these two dreams, as I am re-reading them, I actually remember the second fragment better than I do the first dream. There was an underground parking lot or something around the middle or beginning of that dream, which was where me, my dad, H and the other person had come from, out onto the downtown street area. - I remember in the first dream I had visualised or seen a picture of what the synthetic man was to look like. For some reason I have the memory of wooden flooring in the first house of that dream. - The part in the second dream where I was muttering to myself is probably a crossed over feeling of frustration at the lack of help I receive for my condition from official systems. The follow-up interaction with the man is probably representative of some of my hope that with chance and timing I might actually get someone to genuinely be interested in giving me the help I need, rather than the help that gets pushed onto me.
I am taking part in a scientific study that looks at how to prevent another 9/11 type attack. They are researching building materials that can resist aircraft crashing into them. The test takes place on a flat, tropical island that is mostly an open, grassy plain. There is a small base in one corner of the island and there are mock skyscraper frames, two of them nonetheless erected in the center. And I am to pilot two defective military UAVs into the towers, one into each tower, just like 9/11. I remember it being like some sort of video game, where I was controlling the UAV in third person. On my first pass, I actually missed, so I came around and stalled the aircraft above the tower coming down on top. The test was still conclusive and the scientists said the material seemed strong enough. They wanted me to fly another aircraft into the other tower though. I lined up the aircraft and gunned the engine full throttle wanting to put these materials to the test. I hit the tower hard enough that I managed to bend a few of the supports. The scientist appreciated that I did the second test at a different speed. He said that he had gotten some good data. FA. My roomie (we'll call him D) says there has been a snowstorm. Three inches of snow. All classes cancelled. I look out the window and see that he is correct. I drive home from college on weekends, so I may as well drive home now. D says the storm is going to continue all the way to sunday. I tell him that If I don't leave now, conditions are only going to get worse. I get my keys and start to leave.
The personality that ran the testing facility was no longer Glados, instead it was a booming male voice, possible an animal, a dog, or a pig I think. I was fiddling around in one test chamber with a portal at the top of a very tall wall, and another at the end of a bridge. I would hop in the portal on the bridge and come out the top and repeat a few times, just keeping myself entertained. This triggered me to question what was going on, I knew SOMETHING wasn't right, but didn't conclude I was dreaming. A lot of the levels had black/yellow stripes on the walls, as though it was to signify it was under construction. The last of the dream I remember was crawling through a rather large air-conditoning duct, and looking out a vent at the male Glados, and someone it was talking to. I remember pushing open the vent, thinking 'They're going to see me, why am I pushing this open, stop pushing it open.' It was too late, they both turned to look at me, and I jumped out and killed who/whatever it was that Glados was talking to. I then ran as fast as I could to a small room to the left. Here I needed small parts to kill Glados, and had a false memory about finding the parts I needed in the back of the computers in the room, but that for some I would need to break the computers to find the pieces I needed. The first computer I checked I found the piece straight away, a small glowing metallic part in the grate of the power supply. I quickly tore apart a couple of other computers, trying to find the same part. The dream was repeating slightly, and I noticed, but didn't become aware it was a dream. I had used up too much time searching, I wasn't going to find the parts and Glados was going to kill me. I wake.
Plans: I have been feeling pretty shitty today, it has been going on all day. There have been a couple times when I perked up a bit, but not much, so I don't know what effect this could have on my dreaming. Plans include meeting Dakotahnok to confirm a shared dream at the Halo 3 Warthog Run mission, completing tasks of the year, meeting MoSh for a Harry Potter dream, and to meet up with Tigress to kill stuff… probably monsters from DDO. I am in a strange room, it looks like a doctor's office, though I'm not sure what I am there for. Or rather I don't want to think about what I am there for, because I am there for my gynecological exam, which is something I really dread, since it usually hurts. I am here because my guardian, Hetfield, bullied me into it, and now I am silently cursing at him for my being there even though he continues to say I have done the right thing. So I sit there for a while longer, now I am annoyed at the doctor for taking her time in getting to me, the last thing I want to do is sit there waiting for something I dread. Finally the doctor comes into the room and greets me with a smile on her face, I don't feel like returning the smile. She pulls out a syringe and says she will have to give me a little shot… a shot? I thought she was here to look at my nether regions, not give me a shot… I ask her what it is, she says it's nothing harmful, she just wants to give me the shot, then I can tell her what I feel. I don't like this, and I don't understand it, either. She comes over to me and gives me the shot, and I immediately wish I had protested more… because now I am feeling dizzy. I tell her that, and I see she is taking notes on a tablet computer. Things look strange for a bit, then my vision clears, and I feel ok again. I tell her that, and she sits down in a chair and said she will wait. I wonder what she is waiting for… then I notice the wall is moving??? There is a huge bubble forming in the wall, not just one of them, there are several of them. It looks like the wall is rapidly developing a bad case of acne, though the "pimples" aren't red, they are rainbow colored, concentric rings of color starting at the center of each "zit" and then fading into the white of the wall at the base of the zit. They keep growing until they have a yellow head on each one that looks tightly strained and ready to pop… and then they all pop at once. I cringe back, expecting a wave of grossness in the form of pus, but that doesn't come. Instead, each "zit" spews forth waves of colorful confetti, colorful and sparkling. So now I am sitting in a doctor's office in the middle of a colorful and sparkling confetti storm… what kind of a hospital is this? I am about to do a RC when the doctor distracts me and asks what I see, so I tell her. She says that is good, the shot was a hallucinogen, so the effects would wear off shortly. She said if things get creepy, just remember, it is a hallucination. Now that I have an explanation for this, I forget about doing a RC. (D'Oh!) Also due to this, I just watch with mild interest as all of the pieces of confetti turn into bugs that crawl all over me, though the itching is rather annoying. I see my reflection in a mirror, and now my entire body is covered with colorful and sparkling confetti… rather interesting, actually. Soon the confetti illusions fade out and I am in the normal doctor's office again, though I feel slightly dizzy again now that the hallucination is over. The doctor comes back into the room, with two large men. She says they're nurses, but they look more like hired goons. She takes out another syringe, but I have had it with the shots. I tell her no more shots for me, I'm leaving here. She said she thought I might say something like that… and the goons block the door. She comes over to give me the shot, but I knock her hand away, knocking the syringe out of her hand and onto the table. A drop leaks out and eats its way into the counter, leaving a small smoking hole. I ask her what the fuck that was, some kind of acid? She says she needs to see what it would do to the inside of my body. I point at the smoking hole on the counter and ask what she thinks it will do… it burns through the counter, so she can draw some pretty good conclusions about what it would do inside my body! I get up now, determined to leave this crazy place. She reaches for the syringe, I push it onto the floor. She leans over to get it, and I kick her in the face hard, knocking her across the room, I think she was unconscious. Time to get out of here… I pick up the syringe and hold it threateningly, telling the goons to stand aside unless one of them wants to get stuck with it. One of them dares me to try it. So I move towards the two goons, I twist aside when the one on the right grabs at me, and I come up behind him and stick the needle of the syringe in his neck. There is a small amount of burning there, but not much, and the thug tenses as if expecting me to inject the contents into him. Instead I just keep my thumb on the plunger, and tell them no one has to die here, just get out of my way so I can leave. The one I am threatening sounds terrified, he tells the other one in a quivering voice to do what I say… he calls me an 'it' when he speaks. The second goon seems hesitant to comply, then the one I am threatening gives out the most pathetic "Please…" I have ever heard, only made more pathetic considering it is coming from a big guy who is about to cry. The second thug finally moves aside, I move with the thug I am threatening to the door, then I pull the needle out and shove the door closed. I really wish I could lock it… but no such luck. I head down the hall quickly, and of course I haven't gotten far before the thugs come to the door and shout that the creature is loose. Creature? Why is he calling me a creature? Never mind that, I have to get out of the hospital. I run down a hall and I hear footsteps behind me. I look back to see more of the hired goon style nurses following after me, so I turn into an examination room and shut the door. This time I am able to block it, I wedge a chair under the knob, which will at least slow them down a bit. So now to find another way out of there, I go to the window and look out, but I am on at least the third or fourth floor, so that isn't promising. I search, but I find no other exit, so I end up back at the window again. Someone is pounding hard on the door. The chair gives way and a large goon enters, though it looks like he is alone. I figure they didn't see which room I went in. I try to get the window open to climb out, but the goon grabs me by the neck. He says he has a test… let's see how long the thing can go without oxygen, and if it doesn't need to breathe, let's see how it responds to a broken neck. He squeezes my neck hard, I stick the syringe needle in his arm. He ignores that and squeezes harder. No choice, I inject the contents of the syringe into his arm. He gets a strange look on his face, releases me immediately, and grabs his arm… which is rapidly being eaten away by the acid. He is screaming in pain now, I don't feel like watching that, so I run out the open door and away from the hall while the goons are searching other rooms. They will surly come soon to the man's screams. I use the stairs and reach the bottom floor before I meet any more opposition. I am heading down the hallway towards the emergency exit, almost there, when a uniformed guard steps in front of me and aims his gun at me, ordering me to stop. He knows that guns will still hurt me, so don't try anything. I am not lucid, so I believe guns will hurt me. He asks if I'm going to come peacefully or does he have to shoot me in the kneecaps to ensure cooperation. I back away from him, now feigning a fear that for some reason I don't actually feel, I crouch down in the corner, pretending to be crying, I tell him he can't let those doctors take me back, they're trying to kill me. He comes over to me, he looks pretty proud of himself, he says their goal isn't to kill me, it's to run their tests on me. He says if it kills me, that's no big loss… no one will mourn the loss of one of my kind. Since I am cowering, he is being careless. He reaches for the neck of my shirt and tries to lift me by it, saying it's time to go back to the doctor. I grab him by his family jewels and give a hard and fast twist and pull to them. He gets a shocked look on his face, then doubles over in pain. I grab the gun and point it at his head, but then I see he is no more of a threat right now than a small kitten… actually the kitten with its claws would be more of a threat. I grab the keys from the guard just in case I need them, then I run out the emergency exit onto the hospital grounds, out into the night. There are no locked doors or gates, but there is a fence topped with razor wire. I don't even think of electric fencing… when I grab it, the fence sparks… but I am not hurt. Must be a weak voltage? I climb the fence, slip through the razor wire while getting only minimal cuts, then I drop on the other side. The guard I kicked, or one just like him, is right behind me and jumps for the fence. He is instantly caught by the electrical flow, the smell of cooking flesh wafts over to me, then he drops dead. So much for not much voltage… No time to consider that for long, I head away from the facility into the forest beyond, intent on putting as much distance between me and the hospital as possible.
Shazam, one monthly goal down, 2 t'go. LD 3 is in the bag, I'm a bit sad I didn't remember to try and summon my Sub (Or for that matter, talk to anyone/thing...) but I did try some tests and expressed a bit of dream control. It's also my first LD where I didn't HAVE t'do 2 RCs (Though I did RC twice out of choice.) Can't write out the entire thing, but it was a mostly easily interpreted dream. Of note of the things I did were: Enter a mirror, summon 3 weapons, will clarity, test a 'head shake' (Instead of a spin... Worked... At the cost of lucidity.) I'll also note I didn't need to calm myself after becoming lucid. (Though I should've gone through the motions anyway...)
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