Tales from the sun chaser.

So I'm going to eat at this place...like a dining hall or something, and they're serving crabs. I happened to have my own in my hand at the time so I just added it to the plate. They added these really long crab legs to it, and some guy was talking about how mine had germs on it, and I told him that I could just eat the inside and be fine.

Anyways, we sit down, and something of mine is sitting on another counter. I raised my hand, and this lady looked around and said "well no body claimed it....is it yours"? I said "yes". She said "well not saying anything, isn't really using your head head is it?'. "Isn't ignoring someone's hand also not using your head?" I replied. The old lady smiled and said one more thing "you're just being a smart ass". I continued eating after having that short laugh, while another lady was telling this vivid story. They were all dressed up like witches, and there was someone playing an organ to add to the drama of the story. I forget what it was about, but it had a lot of details and the person on the organ captured it all. I was thinking about recording it, but decided not to.

Something happens between this that I can't recall.

But I know I can fly. I head up past the clouds and land on a truck that has a messed up roof. It's female driver is in the middle of welding it back on while driving, and I think it's really cool. Someone says something about being a witness to it, and I leave. Some military people are chasing me, and they say they want some answers, and are baffled to how I can fly. My flying is jacked up during the chase, and it becomes a little more than super moon jumps. Eventually I wake up.

I was at some area that looked like my old high school, and someone was coming to get D, J, and I. We all split up, running our separate directions. I want to say what or whoever was chasing us, was closer to me, like any other chase dream, but something happened. Suddenly I had the cape from Super Mario World.



I didn't have a single thought being captured after sprinted, and went air born. I was up in the air about fifty feet, looking down at everything. Slowly I glided back down to the ground, and decided to try it again. I took a few steps and moon jumped into the air, and grabbed on to the corners of my cape. I pointed myself towards the ground, and took a nose dive at the earth. Just at the last second, I leveled out, and my cape was full wind. It threw me back up higher than I had originally started. I even thought about how different this version of flying was compared to my normal lucids, but I don't think I was lucid...I was just enjoying things. I took another nose dive at the ground, and tried to smash it, but I woke up before impact.

I'm at the mall with my friends, and one of them says we have to find a book that meets some qualifications that I forgot about. We all rush off, and I'm looking at books at a certain store, and they are too, but it's determined that the book isn't there.

I head away from the book stand, and notice that there are people lined up at the register. As I walk past them, I notice some DC putting on the clothes that he's about to buy right in the line. He's so angry and talking about how he hates the army and the navy is the best. I tried to ignore it, and kept moving. I could hear the guy yelling stuff about it now. He's getting really irate about his hatred for the army.

I turn around, and some guy is arguing with him, and another old scrappy guy (we'll call him Sgt Screwballs) who's obviously ex army approaches behind the two people arguing. He's conveniently behind the navy guy, and he's signaling that he'll help the other guy fight him if he makes the first move. Then Screwballs pulls out an old machete, and makes the same movements again. At this point, I'm trying to leave and be as discrete as possible.

Screwballs yells at me, and I turn around. He's talking to a crowd of people about how good the army is, and he says something about how "it's written" that everyone must join. Then he threw his machete at me in mid sentence. I immediately ducked it and ask him WTF was up. Screw balls heads for his downed machete, and starts chasing me through the mall. I'm cutting corners so he never gets a clear line of sight. I can feel him gaining on me, so I decided to turn around and reason with him.

I yelled that theres no reason why he should be doing this, and he threw his machete at me again. This time, i slapped it on it's side before it got to me, and it slid across the ground. I sort of wanted to question why my reaction time was this heightened, and why the guy choose to only chase after me, but I had to keep running. The dream ended shortly after.