Trahaern
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The dream started at some college, it was strange though in that it seemed more like I was going into basic training for the military at first. It kind of switched to just a 'normal' college afterward though. I walked to the dorms with the group I was assigned to, they invited me to a party, I declined as I had arrived two weeks late and needed to catch up. After what I knew was a few hours, though it felt like only a minute or so, of looking over notes and such I decided to take a break. I went around to explore the campus, a strangely beautiful complex of buildings, some illogically built and connected. Many of the buildings had large, open balconies with occasional benches and tables. Other students walked by occasionally, most often in groups of 2-4 only two large groups went by that seemed like classes going somewhere. I opened a heavy metal door going leading to a poorly lighted tunnel, I felt rather on edge in here though the two groups of people did not seem concerned at all that there were giant bug-like things crawling around. I felt a bit more at ease when I noticed these creatures did not actually seem to be of any threat and mostly ignored us. I came to another heavy door and found myself on one of the open balconies about 3 stories up, very illogical transfer due to the lack of any incline or stairs. A group of three students were talking quietly to amongst themselves, it had become rather dark and the campus was lit only by a series of small lights along railings and walkways, and the meager amount of sunlight left over the horizon. I walked towards a bridge connecting to another balcony, it spanned about twenty meters. Sadly about halfway there I was forced to stop by a 4 meter gap. I turned back and headed to the large door again, this time the tunnel was deserted save for the bugs. They did not seem quite as neutral this time as they screeched and approached threateningly. Somehow this made me realize I was dreaming. I stepped backwards through the door and closed it to concentrate. I closed my eyes and envisioned a large well lit room with all my friends and family at a party. I turned around while opening my eyes and watched the environment melt away and form into a large warehouse with a good portion of my friends and immediate family. Tables were laid out with food and drinks and music was playing as people talked and laughed. I frowned at the lack of good lighting and made a motion like a conductor indicating a crescendo and the lights became brighter. I felt my vision blurring a bit and stabilized by imagining myself anchored to the ground and looking at my hand s saying "I am in a clear, stable dream." My vision cleared after that and I felt more secure in the dream. I summoned a pen and paper and wrote down my goals, somehow my mind could not remember them by my hands did. I set them on a table and tried flying, I only got about five meters off the ground before falling back down. I walked around and talked to some of the people though what was said is gone now. I felt myself waking up at this point and re stabilized then quickly approached a group of my family members and two of my friends, they looked at me expectantly and I said

"I ask that next time I dream, you tell me I am dreaming, if I do not believe it tell me to do a reality check. Continue to bother me until I realize I am dreaming." They all agreed and I let myself wake up so I could remember the dream.

Notes: I'm not quite sure what influenced this dream, possibly thoughts of returning to college this winter. As for letting myself wake up, I already pushed it a bit with my poor dream recall. I am not checking off have a conversation with a DC version of my friends as I do not remember what was said. However I can check off asking DCs to help me become lucid which is a great thing for me.

I sadly do not remember much of my dream, I do remember that it was from the perspective of two people at the same time, which was very strange, and that both were in some kind of desolate place along with some other people. All of us had gas masks on and were preparing for some kind of assault by piling up bricks and other debris. I/We (The two people I was seeing through) turn around and suddenly we now have a small abandoned house, now surrounded with a low wall of debris. We take cover inside and board the door shut. The group realizes too late that one of the pair I was seeing through is still outside and my vision switches to just that person. Suffice to say I woke up rather quickly when a group of mutated animals started tearing me apart.

Notes: Once again, I believe I was influenced by the game S.T.A.L.K.E.R.

1. Not many memories of this one but I know I had it, I fell back asleep almost as soon as waking up and didn't write anything down.

2. Somewhere with lots of brick buildings, also remember something about colorful eyes.

3. Oddly lacking in visual memories of surroundings. I remember I was with a small group of people in an area that gave me a creepy feeling. It was an abandoned city of some sort, industrial mainly. (While I do not remember visuals I somehow just knew.) We were trying to leave a '200 mile cordoned off area' according to one of the DCs and were passing through this city while searching for supplies. The sun had either just set otherwise it was a strange, lighter night than usual. Strange creatures appeared occasionally in the night and we drove them off, I think we might have lost someone at some point, after a time gap in the dream we were in some kitchen and the group was looking somewhat more nervous and sad. I;m not sure if someone was actually missing or not as I do not know the number we started with. We continued searching the kitchen and found, along with some canned food, a pot of soup that seemed relatively fresh. Most the group decided not to risk it, one did, a boy about 13-5 years old. Just before eating some of it, a clown head floated to the top of the pot. Another time gap happened there and I found myself in a third person view of an interrogation room. I saw two of the DCs get interrogated separately, though I do not remember the questions I know they were related to leaving the area and how they managed to survive.


Possible influences: The first two, unknown. The third: I just recently started playing the game S.T.A.L.K.E.R. Shadow of Chernobyl. Also watched Stephen King's Desperation.