Sea of the Unconscious

I was either traveling to China with my father, or already in China. I was in a store looking for a suitcase with a few dudes, then they were replaced by my crush, Jade. One of the suitcases had some glass compartments, and I thought, “they’d be perfect for storing food, even ice cream!”

I saw that my dad had tried to call me on my phone, but my phone didn’t have service anymore. I asked to borrow Jade’s phone, and when I started pressing buttons, the phone was beeping. Jade grabbed the phone from me, hurriedly putting the phone on silent so we wouldn’t be heard. I urged her to hurry up, as people started to gather in the room we were in; they made me uneasy. Some of those people were missing limbs, or were smeared with blood.


Just imagine the blood is a darker shade, closer to purple.

Suddenly all of the merchandise in the room was gone, and there was just a circle of chairs. One man sat in a chair and started sharing a zombie story. Jade got excited and wanted to join.

“Jade, don’t, we have to go.”

“Caenis, you have to do what I say!” Good to know she's demanding even in my dreams. Jade sat down next to the man sharing the story, and quickly began sharing her own zombie story.

I watched the crowd of bloodied and dazed people grow. Anxious, I abandoned Jade, making my way to the front of the store. The front of the store was dark, most of the lights had gone out. There weren’t any more humans, crowds of zombies passed me by. I peered in a room where a human corpse was sitting in a chair, with a severed zombie head on top of his. His head was crushed beneath the zombie head.

I found the exit and wandered the streets. Zombies and humans ran chaotically through the city. Zombie blood sprayed my right cheek. I wiped it off and decided that I wouldn’t turn into a zombie from coming in contact with the blood. I observed a few zombies get struck by lightning, and thought it fitting that even nature was trying to retaliate against the zombies.

I found a nice couple to travel with, and we walked to a Georgian city. We stopped in front of a large, elevated building. I looked up and muttered “No….” It was a train station. Though there were no zombies on the streets of Georgia, I knew zombies would pour out of that train station. People and zombies alike streamed out of the train station, and lightning struck the building causing an explosion.

My hand was torn or bitten off. Determined to not become a zombie, the couple and I suddenly appeared in a room. They amputated part of my arm in hopes that the zombie infection would not spread. “Cauterize the wound” the woman declared while stretching and cutting my skin. My skin was peach-colored and transparent.

Yet again I can't remember what made me RC. I suspect I RCed out of habit, I don't remember the beginning of the dream at all either. I just suddenly remember using the nose plug and becoming lucid. It was dark again, and I had to use the nose plug twice. I didn't feel anything the first time, did it again and felt the air running through my nostrils. I was yet again concerned about moving my real body instead of my dream body. I think I tried to visualize my body moving initially instead of actually moving. I woke up quickly.

My grandmother allowed my sisters and I to stay at her house and watch TV until her favorite shows came on. Ten minutes before her favorite show airs, we pile into her car and she takes us to a hospital. We didn't go inside, we just walked around the grounds. The hospital looked like my old house, and the hospital was next to Barry Street. Barry is my father's name. I was extremely confused for a moment in the dream.

On the hospital grounds an old man was performing a marriage ceremony for two cats. We met up with my parents. My sisters decided to go into my grandmom's car, and I my parents'. I realized in the car that my sisters were being driven straight home, while my parents were going out to Lowe's. Inconvenient, since I had to pee.

I have no idea how I became lucid. I did the noseplug, and that was successful the first try. By that point it was very dark, I thought maybe I had woken up. I tried imaging myself rubbing my hands together—nothing. I was afraid of moving my real body or fully waking up. I decided to move what I thought was my real hands, and rather than feeling friction, they felt tingly. I was still dreaming. I stared at my palms, and I managed to stabilize my dream a little. I then counted my fingers, and there was an extra on my left hand.

I remember also reading text as an RC. I was on a crowded bus; someone had hairy lumps on his chest/chin. I don’t remember what device I was reading off of, but when I glanced at it a second and third time, the sentence that initially made sense turned into nonsense. I decided to float out of the roof of the bus.

I also decided to crawl around the place, it helped a little in stabilizing my dream more. I felt a little bit of sensation on my limbs, but not as much as I would expect. I had to focus on how everything feels in order to feel any sensation.

So I decided to do some metal bending. I did it simply with thought, and don’t do any cool moves with it, so it was not as exciting as I thought it would be. I decided then to fly. I sprouted wings and took off. I couldn’t feel my wings, and had to focus on their movements if I wanted to feel them at all. I felt no air movement while I was flying. I flew around a fort, and I saw some monster decoration on the ground. I saw two other men flying with bows and arrows. I began following one, but then realized that I could summon my fiancé! I saw a portal next to me and threw myself into it, tumbling. I was in darkness again, and rather than stabilizing I decided to wake up.