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This is Day 42 because I noted some fragments during the competition, and forgot to send them in...

Two dreams tonight!

I'm inside a house, in a white dress, holding a baby. The front door opens and a man enters, he's wearing a hat and sunglasses and his expressionless, confident manner creeps me out. It seems I'm used to his entry, and I keep my head down and stand still while he walks up and down the living room before leaving. I don't remember arriving - I get the feeling I've been here for a long, long time.

Sometime later, my parents have come to visit, and I break down. "I don't want to live here," I sob. My dad pats me on the back but they both have expressions of not knowing what to say. This house looks a lot like my own house.

I'm outside, standing near the bottom level of a sort of Roman amphitheatre, a hand resting on the iron fence surrounding the arena. A soft shawl wraps around my shoulders. The theatre is sandstone-coloured and completely empty, weeds springing up through cracks in the stone. A man approaches from the arena and we talk for a while. I feel relaxed and peaceful, breezes are blowing.

Then I am in the house once more. I go to open the front door and let my mother in. She is outside and a little way back, waiting, is the creepy man. I hurriedly usher her in and shut the door in his face - I don't want him here today. Through the peephole I can see his face peering boredly in.

I show her into the lounge, and wanting to be far away from the man at the front door, suggest we go and stand by the far window. She agrees and we walk to the back of the room, gazing out. And then, the creepy man steps into view. He's come around the back of the house to the very edge of the window. I stand frozen in apprehension and he, too, is still - until he winds up his arm and smashes a wooden chair through the glass. Still expressionless, he moves to climb through the window. My mother and I seize another chair and use it to hit him and push him back. He doesn't yield.

Suddenly my dad is here, and so are the police. They have a 'stun gun' - not a taser but actually a tranquilliser gun with very short darts - and start shooting rapidly towards the man, and us behind him.

He's knocked out, but I feel and see a dart pierce my skin. I try to tell my dad that I've been hit, but no-one is listening and I feel my eyelids growing heavy. My eyes close as I'm babbling, grabbing at his arm.


2

I'm on a 'snowmobile'. No idea how those are actually supposed to look or what they do, but mine has a wide driver's seat and wheel, two seats behind and one on the back facing backwards. I drive it through the market street in the evening when who should I run into but a boy from my primary school (who I actually just met yesterday for the first time in ages) and his friends. We both exclaim at the coincidence and they ride on my snowmobile for a short distance. They drop off as I turn out of a narrow street onto the main road.


Regarding the first dream, the setting was a sort of dystopian society under heavy surveillance. I don't know how to fit it into the journal, it was just a feeling I had; the creepy man was there to watch me and how I lived. The baby might not have been mine, either.

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid FA / AP

I have been entering a cave or underground shaft as a means to hide or escape from something, but it leads me to a parallel universe, which also reveals to be dangerous. I almost get killed in the middle of some conflict and I rush back to my universe.
I then meet a woman who is somehow connected to this multiverse. She can switch between universes with just hand gestures. She has a big guy with her, like a body guard, but he always stays in the background and doesn't say a word. She shows me one or two safe universes as a friendly introduction. Then she warns me we're going to a stranger one. She says it is a split or incomplete universe and to be careful there, as it can be disorienting, but she never makes it sound dangerous. Once there, all I can say is that all matter appears to be glitched, as graphics on a computer that didn't render correctly. Everything looks like it has missing pixels or misplaced parts. Walls have like cubic blocks sticking out randomly, the floor has like gaps that seem to be holes in the space-time fabric. She warns me to mind the gaps and then she leads me into an elevator. The floor his weird, with a slit in the middle. I show concern and she kinda mocks me, but then remembers "oh, shit, don't press the button to descend, we have to go up." She says there is a glitch in it and if we press down, the floor opens up and we fall, but not to the elevator shaft, actually to the void of space-time. I become uncomfortable and tell her I wanna leave. But the glitches also settle in people's minds sometimes and she can't remember which hand gesture she has to do to takes us away from here. She makes several tries and gives up laughing. She says she will eventually remember, but for now she takes me to an apartment where apparently she stays when in this world. She asks me to be her helper / personal assistant while we're here. But she starts behaving like a demented person. Some times she is clear headed and she is a normal person whom I help with pleasure, and then she turns into an evil bitch who treats me like shit. But I can't raise my voice or defend myself, because I depend entirely on her to get out of here.
She has 2 cats and a small dog and they are not very nice, I don't know why. They stay mainly in one room and don't trust people. Then it starts raining outside and she puts a leash on the black cat and drags him down the corridor to the balcony on the living room. I am already freaking out for the poor cat. But then she hangs him by the neck with the leash, over the balcony. Saying she is giving him a bath under the rain. I yell and pull the poor cat back in and she is possessed. Calls me names, humiliates me, threatens me. But I don't care anymore and I plan to leave her house as soon as possible and take the animals with me.

I drank some water before I went to bed in order to wake up earlier.

I woke up 05.56 and went to bed again 06.05. I had an interesting experience just right before I woke up. I have a little bit of consciousness and see something in front of me. When I lay more weight on that I am councious I immediately wake up. I try to WILD but fall asleep.

I'm in a room with the Håkanssons. We play a game were you create characters. There is someone that makes a character that has babies as hands which was very creepy. Therese asks me what number there is on the TV. I ask her what number it is supposed to be. She says that it is supposed to be the number one. I look at the number on the screen and it changes between about 0.1 to 0.8. After some seconds it stays on the number 1.0. But then the number skyrockets up to more than a thousand. We walk outside and we are now by Sturkö in The Red House. We are supposed to do parachute jumping from the upper level. Some people jump out with backpacks om them. Peter takes a backpack and jumps out on the bush without unleashing the parachute and says "Ouch!". He says that it was a long time since he did this in military training. William says he has to practise for his military training. I also jump after a while. When I land I realize it's a dream. I notice that my hands are very cold. I remember my goal about eating something good tasting in a dream. I walk into the house and find Monica. I ask her where all the cakes are. She points on a fridge next to her. I open it up and see all these ice creams on the upper shelves. All the ice creams are the same taste, the big Daim Ice Cream that has a soft crust. I look for a cake and find a princess cake at the bottom. I grab an ice cream and take a bite. It's not the texture of a real ice cream. It is more watery and you almost don't have to chew anything. Then the taste hits me and I become really happy. It tastes so sweet! I keep on eating but it doesn't taste sweet after about three bites. It doesn't taste much at all. I take a bite of the ice cream cone and excpect the flavour to be good again. I tastes much better again and I'm filled with another happy feeling. The dream fades and I wake up.

I wake up 07.14 just after the ice cream dream. I go to bed again.

Notes: William went to military training a week ago. We were by The Red House last week.

I am in the cellar of The Red House and I am trapped. My mind is teleported to a body on the upper floor and I am dedicated that I am going to the cellar in order to save myself. I fly out of the window and into the basement.

I wake up of my alarm 08.00

Last night I had the car dream again. This was the 7th night in a row. I had the usual long an unpleasant wait in the car with my sister where I tried to ignore her so I didn't have to smell her breath. She kept trying to talk to me and I kept looking at the empty driver seat to ignore her.

When mom got in and got the mirrors adjusted, she started turning the key and then also pumping the accelerator after a few cranks, and I kept seeing the red lights on the dash and hearing the buzzing sound. Mom then became worried that she had left the curling iron on and when back in the house to check on it. I started to reach to undo my seatbelt, but mom told me I needed to leave it on since we would be going soon. We waited in the car for mom for a really long time. When she finally came back out, she told me someone from church had called her and she couldn't get off the phone. She started trying to star the car again, and I woke-up after she had tried several more times to get the car started.

Last night, I had the car dream again. My sisters breath reeked like it always does and she was invading my space trying to get me to talk with her while we waited for mom to get in. All I could do to try to avoid her breath was look at the empty tan driver seat and hope she would get the hint. She never did.

The think I remember most from last nights dream was mom getting frustrated about the car being difficult to start. In earlier dreams, she was almost like a robot. She would get in the car, get the mirrors adjusted, and then focus her attention on stating the car. She had little if any conversations with us and didn't have any reaction when the car wouldn't start up.

Last night, she was getting very frustrated that it was not starting. When she decided to get out and look under the hood, and I asked if I could get out she snapped at me that she was responsible for starting and driving the car and I needed to stay buckled in my seat. She also told me I needed to calm down because she would get the car started. I didn't think I was panicking or freaking-out, but she wanted me to be calmer.

I find it interesting that mom keeps getting out to look under the hood in all of these dreams. In waking life, she is not very mechanical and has probably never looked under the hood of a car. It is kind of strange that she keeps looking under it in these dreams.

I had the same dream again last night where I am in granddads old reliant with my mom and sister. This was the 5th night in a row I have had this dream.

In last night's dream, my sister kept trying to talk to me during our time waiting in the car for mom and I kept trying to ignore her because I didn't want to smell her breath and wanted her to stop talking. I tuned out what she was trying to say in hopes that she would get the hint I did not want to talk, but she kept invading my space to try to get my attention and I kept smelling her breath. She put her head on my shoulder a few times trying to get my attention. I eventually had to turn my head and look at the empty tan vinyl drivers seat so I didn't have to smell her breath.

When mom got in and started trying to get the car started, I could feel my sister was sitting beside me even though I was focusing on mom trying to get the car started. After mom had spent a few minutes trying to start the car, my sister told her she had forgotten her purse and mom took the keys out of the ignition and went back into the house to get it. I asked her if I could go in and get it or try to start the are while she was out but she said needed the keys to get into the house and I needed to stay buckled in my seat. I woke up while she was in the house.

I had that same recurring dream again last night where I am in granddads old reliant with my mom and sister and mom can't get it started. It was the 4th night in a row I have had it after not having it for a few weeks.

As with every one of the dreams it started with me in the car by myself buckled to the front middle seat. My sister came out and got in the passenger seat next to me a few minutes later. We sit and wait in the car for mom to come out and drive us for what seems like forever. Last night, my sister really wanted to try to talk to me. I kept trying to ignore her because her breath reeked and I had to smell it whenever she talked. My sister started invading my space when I ignored her, leaning over and putting her face right in front of mine so I couldn't ignore her. I do not know what she was trying to tell me, because I tuned it out. Unfortunately, there was no way I could ignore her nasty breath and had to smell it while she kept talking to me. In the dreams I had a few weeks ago, I didn't really noticed my sister was sitting right next to me in the passenger seat unless I looked over at her. In this dream, it was obvious she was sitting next to me while we waited in the car for mom. It was the most unpleasant wait I have had so far in this dream.

When mom finally got in, she could not get the car to start as usual. While I was watching mom pump the accelerator and turn the key and seeing the red lights on the dash and hearing the buzzing sound after each failed crank, I also could feel my sister on my other side which I don't remember in earlier dreams. When mom decided to get out and look under the hood after several cranks, I asked her if I could get out and she told me her job was to start the car and my job was to stay buckled in my seat. I woke up from this dream before mom got back in and tried to start the car again.

I have tired to use Lucid Dreaming on the dream about being in my grandads old Reliant with my sister and mom.

The first night I tried it was Tuesday (01/07). The dream started out as always with my waiting in the car by myself buckled to the middle of the front seat with my sister then getting in and sitting down in the window seat not long after. In all of the previous dreams, my sister and I have spent at least 20-30 minutes in the car before my mom surfaces from the house. In this dream, my sister was trying to start a conversation with me a few minutes after she got in and her breath smelled really bad like it always does. I kept trying to tune her out and ignore her, but I just couldn't avoid smelling her breath. Finally, I had enough and reached to honk the horn on the steering wheel to let my mom know that I had been waiting long enough and she need to come out of the house and get in the car. I kept honking until she finally got the hint and came out of the house. Rather than getting in the car, she spent several minutes working in her garden in the back yard and then walked right by the car again and went back into the house. My sister and I had to wait for another 30 minutes before my mom finally came back out. While we were waiting, my sister keep getting in my face telling me it was my fault we were having to wait so long because I honked the horn. I was forced to smell her breath because she was coming into my space to make sure I knew she was not happy. I thought about trying to get out of the car to get away from her, but the drivers side door was locked and I couldn't unfasten the seatbelt because my sisters leg was blocking the buckle. When mom finally came back out and got in the car, the first thing she did was to get after me about honking the horn. This was the first dream where I ever noticed her breath and it was just as bad as my sisters when she was telling me how rude and disrespectful it was that I did that and she was hurt and would be really embarrassed if neighbors heard it. When my mom started trying to get the car started, it was the longest I can ever remember that part of the dream lasting. She got out at least 3 times to look under the hood and try to figure out why it wasn't starting. If I had woken-up a little later, I wonder if she would have given-up and I would have gotten out of the car.

I tried Lucid Dreaming again last night (Wednesday 01/08). The dream started as I always does, but this time I noticed the car smelled really bad which I had never noticed before. After my sister had gotten in and closed the door, she also commented that something smelled although her breath smelled worse than the car when she talked. We waited in the car for the usual 20-30 minutes before mom came out of the house. My sister tried to carry on a conversation a few times and I kept ignoring her because I did not want to have to smell her breath when she talked. Unlike last night, she stayed in her space the entire time we were waiting like she normally does so it was easier to ignore her and tune her out. After mom got in, closed her door, and was adjusting the mirrors she noticed something smelled bad and asked me and my sister if one of us had maybe stepped in poo. We both denied it and I wasn't that worried since I hadn't been in the grass. As always, the car didn't want to start any my mom started to try pumping the accelerator after a few cranks. This didn't do any good, but she kept pumping the accelerator and turning the key and I kept hoping that the car would start up on the next crank, but the red lights kept lighting up and I kept hearing the buzzing sound rather than the engine running. While mom was pumping on the accelerator before trying another crank, her foot slipped out of her clog and she leaned her head down to put it back on. When she did this, she noticed that there was poo on my shoe. While mom continued to keep trying to get the car stated, my sister opened her door and got out and then I unbuckled from the middle seat and got out of the car to clean my shoe. I woke-up from the dream while I was in the back yard cleaning my shoe and could hear mom still trying to start the car while I was doing this. I don't know what ended-up happening with the car, but this was the first time ever in the dream that I was not buckled to the middle seat.

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

At my mom's apartment, something happens and I need to escape. I run for the door and in the stairway I jump all floors through the empty space in middle of the stairs. I expect the chasers not to be able to do so and gain some time with that. But it is one of those recurrent dreams I have in which the ground floor has no exit to the outside and I just hide in one apartment that had the door open and a key inside. I lock the door behind me and look for a window. I find an enclosed balcony but then I open a window and jump, just to find I am inside another balcony and this repeats several times until I decide to control the dream and focus that when I exit the window I am really outside. Funny though, I am back on the top floor and not ground floor, but I fly away and hide behind nearby buildings so my chasers don't see me in the distance. Then I fly to the mountains nearby. I reach them at dusk and find a weird place covered in stone ruins and some people walking among them, like pilgrims, they don't seem dangerous, but they all are a bit mad. They let me be, but some are a bit too curious and pushy and I need to stay flying above them because I don't feel comfortable when they approach me.

Then I am with Zilla and some other friend on a cruiseship, when we're hit by a huge storm. The ship gets dragged to the coast, enters a canal, ends up in the city of some foreign country. We are in our cabin, getting dressed to go out. It's night and it is a hostile place, but we chose to leave the ship and hide on land. We hide on some hill and we are found by a couple enemy guys. They are armed and I make a bit of a theatre that we are "defenseless confused little girls so please don't shoot us". Instead, they decide to have fun with us. One of them, a big guy, gets on top of me, but I punch him in the throat, then kick his balls, slightly slide down through his legs and apply all my force to throw him over my head and we manage to escape them.

Then we are ok and safe and visiting a museum related to the Catholic church and full of Victorian things and morbid things related to death, all in silver and lots of lace and velvet. There is a section with a dead mummified dog in an exquisite coffin. It smells like a crypt.

Me and the girls have settled at a home and we are living in peace. But one day we hear strange noises and we think we saw some guy moving around the house. Suddenly a very old police car stops at our door but the cops are dressed as prisoners with striped jumpsuits. We first suspect of them but they say they came to protect us as they claim to have followed a hired assassin that came to kill us and then we believe them.

I'm in some kind of village, surrounded by high walls. There was no way out of the village. I was trapped in there with my last surviving grandfather, who was evil and was keeping me there. I tried to sneak out of the village somehow, and tried to hide from him. But I ran into him anyway. He came towards me, saying that I was coming with him. I got really pissed off, and wanted to defend myself by hitting him in the face. I was so pissed off, I woke up instantly. I smashed my real-life fist into my nightstand, which hurt.

I turned into some kind of small creature, and navigated a miniature village while a girl watched me. I noticed I had many small legs, like an insect. Then I saw the houses of the village were full of giant spider webs. I realized in horror that this village was populated entirely by giant (to my miniature standards) spiders. I noped out so hard, I woke up.

I'm in a location I can't describe. A library? City streets? Both somehow? There's a long line of rubberbands (?) stretching out as far as the eye can see. I excitedly tell another character that this MUST mean the world runs on some kind of algorithm, as no one could possibly have placed THIS many rubberbands. Either it's a simulation, or it's a dream.

I'm on the Moon. Then I'm on Mars. I somehow end up inside a crater. I want to get out. I realize gravity is lower on Mars than Earth, and this should make flying easier. I jump up, and manage to fly out. I see the Mars surface. It still looks barren, but there's some plantlife here and there and I can breathe. There's another scene where I'm on the surface of Mars with a bunch of other characters, sitting on a chair. Other people are sitting in chairs next to me. We're in a long line. Most of them have some kind of superpower. An attractive blonde walks by, and sits down in a chair opposite of us. Suddenly, she's only a silhouette. I figure she's a shapeshifter. She turned into an older guy a bit later. Anyway... I end up flying off and just soaring over the Martian surface. Below me, the barren wasteland is full of people. I pondered about how this is the future of humanity. I thought it was odd. I always thought that in the future we'd all be cyborgs, not mutants. I flew some more, at one point coming close to hitting some tree branches. I figured because this is a dream, I couldn't get hurt. I saw a large building and decided to put this to the test. I flew straight towards it at top speed, and flew straight through the walls. All the way through the building.

I'm with my mother. We enter a strange kind of facility. Maybe military. I know where to go, somehow. We get into a white elevator (industrial-looking) and go down. Then we enter what looks like a missile silo retrofitted into a lab. Scientists are working on a bomb. Some kind of nuke. They needed our help to complete the work. At some I was concerned with how much radiation I was absorbing.

I was in some kind of café. There was this guy. Tall, big guy. He had a massive revolver. He shot me in the neck. I thought I was screwed, but then I noticed I wasn't really hurt and there was only a tiny scratch. I suddenly had such a weapon too. I aimed and tried to shoot. As so often happens in my dreams, I struggled to pull the trigger. It did go off eventually, and the bad guy fled the café. Someone congratulated me for resolving the situation. I didn't want to hear it, as I was bummed out the bad guy survived and escaped.

Some stuff happened and someone said my theme song is Candy Dulfer's 'Lily Was Here'.

In the next dream me and a group of people were desperately trying to escape a house to get away from a homicidal maniac. I tried the back door leading to the garden (now I realize the layout was from the place my family used to live) but it was blocked by plastic. The other people near me immediately gave up and started looking for another way, but I kept tearing at the plastic until I could open the door. But then for some reason, I went back into what is the kitchen in real life, and together with another person, attacked the homicidal maniac. The killer was a woman, and I think she wore white face paint. She did not expect her victims to fight back. I stabbed her multiple times, and shot her with my gun. Even after she was down, I kept shooting.

I should have posted sooner.

Ghost house.

Mainly remember being outside a house kind of in the country. I was in the backyard where all these walkways and bridges were. I went up to the back door and found that it was locked. A woman came to the window and said to go around front. She was outside suddenly while we walked to the front and said that the front area is where you hear all the ghost voices.

Exploring

I was hanging with A and we were trying to get into an abandoned area. We were in a townhouse complex at night. He motioned me to follow him across a parking lot. So I followed him. As I was running across the parking lot I noticed A wasn't there. But I saw him a few seconds later by an open door. I ran to the door and noticed that in the door was a change room. It was quite populated. I notice A looked really young in the dream.

Nightmare

I woke up on a couch in a locked room. I have false memories of being trapped there and tortured. In the room is my captor, a balding fat man in a wife beater. He says it's time to eat and pretends he's making food for me. I stand up on the couch and see a small window. I can't open any of them, one turns with a handle but there's a space open to small for me to crawl through. I sit back down for a second when the man comes to the couch. I realize one of his arms is like a deformed half arm and half wing. It's wing shaped but messed up and has 3 human like fingers sticking out of the side. I go to the window again when he turns away and hear a voice in my head say, " get out the window now.". I turn back to look at the man and for a second i wanna clobber him while his back is turned but i am too afraid. I go back and shut the window quick before he notices wind. The man then pulls out a rubber suit and tells me to get in...

More exploring

Brief dream of walking into some woods with people one guys says his spirit guide is with him and asks if I see him, he then points in the direction of where his guide is supposed to be. I look back and see nothing but wind blowing. We walk farther and I say be careful because there's wolves in these woods. My brother is also there and he says, "Yeah they have huge teeth like this," He opens his mouth and suddenly has huge wolf like fangs.

Driving

In this dream my dad is driving me into the country to visit Jamie. Or it could be her dad driving. I can't remember,

There was this house that didn’t let you leave unless you were within 5ft of an armed person at least 5ft tall, and only through the front door. Attempting to escape by opening the windows only leads to falling forever and/or out of bounds, which is exactly what happened to 2 DCs. Breaking windows only results in electrocution. Occasionally, the internet was available. Later, someone else that wasn’t suspecting a thing walked in through the front door, and just happened to be armed. So one other guy decided to go fort the exit, and he made it. I got out a few seconds later the same way. I was under the impression that he required his laptop in a small amount of time.
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The basement was a hub for at least 8 worlds in a very expansive game. It was a dust-colored room with several panels of the same color, some with arrow-like objects that point towards their corresponding exit. One of the levels in the worlds was doing the ‘Yoshi glitch on Dry Dry Desert.’ I saw a demonstration of it. The player drove the kart to a non-existent area, lined up with something, stuttered/jumped forward 4 times towards a small pool of water, and that was all I saw of it. Also, there were like 50 levels in the first world, or at least that’s what it appeared to be; it may have been only one section of the world, as I remember, a slight impression that it was. The blue ‘level’ select panel/screen thingy showed most likely 48 smaller panels, at least 2 of which displaying a picture, one of which was N64 Slippy. The rest were blank, except for one scene where 5 displayed pictures. The background was probably facing the exit to the first world in the basement.
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Starcraft 2 was banned from tournaments due to violation of several rules relating to randomness. Suddenly, my older sister said, “Civilization 10!”
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I was looking inside a huge stone house. I started down the stairs, only to find another, and another, and another floor from the ground level, down to whatever level I stopped on, and contained 5 metal thingies. The interior of the house wasn’t what usually goes in a stone house; the walls were mostly white with red corners, kind of like a restaurant. Also, the house was right next to camp, allowing for easy access.

I was gathering with a group of people, training or preparing for something. I was practicing my flips or trying to practice my flips.

It became a Team Fortress themed scene. We were preparing for invasion.

I was trapped in an outdoor area that they (the military?) are going to close soon. I was hurrying to the exits, but it looks like it's too late. I saw the guards closing the exits while running on a plaza area. I reached the closed gate. Nearby, a guy wearing white buttoned shirt and glasses called to me to follow him, presumably to their hiding place. I followed him. It seems there are monsters that come out during this time, and the citizens have to hide. I was in their hiding place. The hiding place became mobile, like a tank. They were busy chatting about it more with excitement than fear. We passed by some areas where there are body parts and blood lying around.

Somehow, I realized I was the monster, so I felt I have to leave and move away or everyone in that tank will die. When we were nearing the border gate, I saw a woman arguing with a guard (female?). I'm not sure if she wanted to leave or stay, but she looked fearless. Then we heard a roar or something. From the opening of the building to my right, something came rushing out. I jumped out of the tank, turned into a monster, and clashed with the other monster.

I was in an apartment on holiday and had just got out of bed. I went downstairs into a brown brick stairwell.
On exciting the block I saw a man who was dressed with a long flowing cloak and headress. He was sneaking somewhere with his children and unbeknown to him I had seen him. It was a hilly desert region with small houses built into rock sides.
I reentered block not sure what to do. I found I was trapped in the stairwell so I called for my daughter to let me in.
Even though she was only small in the dream I knew she had super powers and could help me out.
She made the door appear again and came with me downstairs.
When we exited the apartment, we appeared to be in London, loads of people in the street. And Red london buses going up and down.
I was sure there was something wrong with this and kept asking is this really London as it did not seem right.
I found it hard to believe the DCs and was perplexed as to what had happened.