what about places?

what about coming to a place in your dream that feels so alien, feels so foreign, and even so alive - you instantly feel - even if you are lucid - that this dream place can't be YOUR dream? in the same way that a fellow dreamer can not be your dream character?

I've only had one lucid dream where the feeling was that strong.

I came to this 'alien' environment through a series of doors. Kinda like falling down the rabbit hole. When I came to the last door, I literally fell down. Because on the other side of the door, the door was attached to the ceiling instead.

The dream character told me that this room is the boundary. I assumed at the time he was talking about the boundary of the mansion's property. I stood there in the empty room for a moment, I admit it felt different already. More lucid.

I fly out the window and ignore the dream characters warning that I am not safe out there. Of course I didn't care about the warning, I was lucid! I'm dreaming, nothing can hurt me!! So there's a giant dragon outside that eats people, big deal.

I fly past the courtyard, I fly past the screaming people who's fear of the dragon I found musing, and I fly into the wilderness.

At first I was fascinated with the alien wilderness that words can't describe. But my vision at first was blurry. After a while, it's like someone gave me a pair of glasses, and I can finally see.

Thats when it felt like I was smacked with a ton of bricks. "WHERE AM I!" I could see every detail of the environment, and I honestly couldn't tell you what I was looking at. I don't even know if it was organic, natural structures or man made structures. Coral like decaying buildings, and the color of rust burning your eyes.

This landscape was alien in every sense of the word, in that yes it looked like an alien world, but more importantly - It was alien in that I lacked a real reference for it. It was alien in that I felt this place didn't originate from me.

It was alien in that it felt ALIVE.

It turns out the dragon of this landscape was also foreign and alien to me. Nothing like I expect my dream dragons to be. This dragon was so massive he didn't even fit in my field of view. I only caught glimpses of his body as he flew across the sky. His roar was a force of nature that an entire city could hear...and feel.

Earlier in the dream this dragon didn't bother me. Im dreaming right, nothing could hurt me.

But when I felt that I was in a living, breathing, real landscape.......then I was now dealing with a real living, breathing monstrous dragon. The dragon only terrified me when I considered the reality of this landscape. I came to believe that I was not safe, that I could actually be in real danger.

Sure I question my stupidity for even thinking that but then dragon roars again...............I'm a coward what can I say. I decide I want to leave, I want to go home!! And magically, the mansion just happens to be right around the corner. I quickly fly in, as the dragon gobbles half a dozen people in one bite.

The dream character was waiting for me in the empty room. Together we go back through the door, and through another door, and another door, and another door....I never felt so safe in my life. Safe in my little dream world that is 100% me. As I went through the doors the burning red world and the giant dragon felt light years away, slowly disappearing into a blip.

I am not saying I astral projected. But, I think, if we wanna talk about shared dreaming, I think its much more than just meeting another dreamer.

Can you imagine how foreign of a place someone else's mind could be?