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Zombies, they're on the loose! I'm running across a field trying to dodge them, they're eating everyone else. I come to a small river with a pretty strong current and see it carry away any zombies that wander into it, and figure it will make a nice barrier the zombies won't be able to cross. A few other people arrive at the river as well, and I help those who can't make it on their own across.
On the other side, we've got a nice little group, and we decide we're going to build ourselves a zombie proof compound. From above I see a bulldozer digging out an area an piling up dirt walls. Next thing I know, I'm inside our new compound with my group. The place was made to keep zombies out, but not asshole humans. Some goons show up and want all our stuff. Thinking we're going to fight them off, I kill one of them, a woman who's being a royal bitch. THat's when I notice nobody else if fighting back. I hide her body in the bathtub and hope nobody will notice she's gone.
Turns out we were WAY outnumbered, and hundreds of the goons show up, basically assimilating us. On the plus side, they throw a huge BBQ. I'm still worried about the body in the tub being discovered, but when I go back to check, one of our guys has hidden the body in the ceiling. The goons take us with them aboard a freaking zepplin, and we end up crossing the ocean and going to Paris, where we lost control of our craft to aliens.
The aliens herd us into a building, and into elevators. THere is one alien in each elevator, and it fits four additional humans. My turn comes and I cram into the elevator, when I notice a pile of crutches in the corner. I ask about them, and the alien says the ascent can be hard on the knees. I bend mind anticipating my legs getting crushed, and our elevator shoots upwards. We shoot up super fast for about two seconds, and I realize we are now aboard the alien space ship.
The interior of the craft looks like an office building, and we are quickly assessed and assigned jobs. The funny part is, we're treated better on these jobs by the aliens than our fellow humans treated us in normal jobs. Better hours, better care, not worked so hard. An alien leads me to where I'll be working according to what his papers tell him. He leads me to an out of the way door, and is surprised because hardly anyone gets put here. I go in, and there are a handful of humans in there, but no aliens. Turns out I've been assigned to be taught psychic powers, trained by a computer.
There's some hidden hand helping us humans. Our psychic training was not part of the official plan, but part of a plan to free mankind. The computer gives us hints about how we're going to free ourselves. mentioning something called "darts". These so called darts are everywhere. THey look like a chew toy for dogs, and the aliens are using them to hold pens and pencils. I ask about them, and the aliens laugh, saying it's a technology that never worked right, and the consider them kind of a joke. The things are everywhere, and I know these will somehow be pivotal to overthrowing the aliens.
On a mission, I seek out a man who deals in ancient artifacts of incredible power. He's probably immortal, and has a staff I need. The amount of wealth and power he wants in exchange for these artifacts is so big, it can scarcely be comprehended. Obviously, I don't have that kind of money or influence, yet I'm still determined to get that staff.
I confront him, an the staff just comes to me. The man tries to get it back, but the staff won't obey him. His desires are based on greed and ego, whereas I'm sacrificing everything in service of my mission.
I think my mission was to save some kid or something
Audrey Parker from the show Haven, a few others, and myself, have been on an epic mission. At this point, we're infiltrating the enemy camp, getting closer to our goal. It's touch and go, sneaking around, and we eventually get separated briefly, but we're headed to a building and I think we'll all meet up there. I get inside and it looks like a cross between a church and stadium seating. The rest of our team is there, but no Audrey.
Worried, I leave with some other guy, instructing the rest of the team to wait for us there. I'm running myself ragged looking for her, and when I finally spot her walking across a grassy field, I collapse to the ground, exhausted. As I lay there panting, Audrey won't even acknowledge me, and I feel severely betrayed. After everything we've been through! I spent every penny I had in support of this mission, and now I don't even have enough for a bus home! She walks right by me, not even acknowledging my existence, and I think to myself "Fine! I'll walk home".
I pick my sorry ass up and begin the long walk home. I cut through Fellowe's high school, which is empty but for some students working on some project. I go past them, past a teacher, and into a hallway on the other side of the building, which leads to the exit. There is dead cat smeared all over the hallway, and I accidentally put my hand in some. It fucking reeks!
I exit the school, and next cut through a Harvey's. It too is empty and deserted, yet the doors are open. I go through it, then start my long walk along the highway.
What a selfish bitch she was!
My parents and I go to stay and my uncle Denis' for a week. There's some kids there, and they're fighting for my attention, especially the girls. For some reason, my mouth is full of broken glass, which I'm constantly spitting out.
I'm about to go to bed, when I see a kitten jump into a laundry chute in the wall. I open it to look because I want to pet the kitten, and see more kittens jump in it. Then some woman comes in with even more kittens, these ones smaller. She keeps finding smaller and smaller kittens and putting them in the chute, until they kittens are about the size of ants. Then she accuses me of squishing one and gives me a dirty look.
I go to bed, still spitting broken glass, and find broken glass all over the bed. I pull off the sheets, and find it's just covered in broken glass. Not just loose pieces, there are chunks of window glass embedded into the mattress, sticking out with sharp jagged edges about 4-5 inches. It looks like it was done on purpose. I go find my uncle, in a room with everyone else, to call him out. "DENNIS!" I yell, and he pulls his hat over his eyes and pretends to be asleep. I grab the mother fucker, tell everyone about the glass, and say he either did it on purpose, or he's just a complete fucking idiot. I'm still spitting out broken glass the entire time, and my tongue and lips are getting sore from all the little cuts.
Dennis grabs some bedding and goes to set me up somewhere else to sleep, and I follow. He lays out a mat and some blankets on the sidewalk, and I lay down. I lay there for a few minutes, looking around, watching some people in the park before deciding this is some bullshit. He expects me to sleep on the sidewalk right next to the street? Fuck that shit! I get up and storm back to the house. Entering the house, I see a kitten in the doorway, and the more I look, the more kittens I see.
Once back inside, I see the kids again, and notice there's something off about them. They look like inbred mutants. I notice one of the girls has a penis, but one that looks like a weird animal penis, it's just disturbing. They are also evil and have powers. They are the ones responsible for all this broken glass in my mouth, which I'm still spitting out.
I begin to realize all the adults in this house are at the mercy of these evil little monsters. The situation is just so fucked up, that I become lucid! I fly down a hallway and see an opening to some sort of store. I fly inside and see bars on the walls, behind which are the store's limited wares. There isn't much, but up high on the wall I see a large machine gun behind some metal bars, and figure that's a great start for any lucid dream. I fly up, rip off the metal bars and take the machine gun. It's monstrously huge, and would make a gatling gun look small.
I land, and make my way out of the building, mowing down anything in my way with the gun. Once outside, I drop the gun and take to the air again. I fly in a standing position and have no problems controlling my flight. I'm very careful not to look back or let my thoughts dwell on the previous part of the dream, lest I make it real again. I land in a park next to a stage, hoping there will be a concert, but it's too late and too dark.
I either forget what happens next, or got woken up by the neighbors. That breaks a lucid dry spell I've had for almost two months!
It didn't seem like I did much with my lucidity, but I'm proud of how I didn't look back, like the biblical story of Lot's wife, surely that was a lesson about dreaming. Everything requires your attention to exist in a dream.
The mouth full of broken glass likely comes from a magic spell based on the princess and the pea I suggested someone use yesterday. Only I suggested broken glass or thorns instead of a pea. Never going to post publicly about that kind of magic again