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* ADA + WBTB + MILD after 7hrs sleep this night. Was up for about an hour. Ate a banana and drank cup of herbal tea before going back to sleep.

I'm in a small living room but I don't recognize it. I'm mindlessly walking over to a table with an old answering machine that sits next to a telephone. I start playing the messages on the answering machine. Evil sounding noises start coming form the answering machine and I think to myself 'Evil' and I am suddenly very scared. I wonder how evil could have infected my answering machine. Suddenly I realize this doesn't make sense and I become lucid.

I test this by looking at my hands and predictably my hand looks distorted. It always seems to be a different distortion and this time the odd thing is that my index and little finger are only about an inch long while my other fingers are the normal length. I am positive I'm in a lucid dream now.

I make my way out of the room and down some stairs to the front door. I walk outside and looking up a hill is a large windmill. I try to do my lucid task of trying to run very fast. I think about running very fast up the hill. However I seem to be stuck and actually walking very slowly dispute my efforts to run.

My vision starts fading to black and I wake up.

bed: 10:30pm - wake: 4:00am - wbtb: 5:15am

I am instantly (dream-awake) laying on my side on a brown wooden table, probably in the same position I fell asleep in. I know immediately I'm in a lucid dream but just to be sure I look at one hand and a few of my fingers are predictably faded out or invisible. I tell myself to remain calm and slowly try to get up off the table. I can see that I'm in a room I don't recognize but the walls are made with rough fitted blocks of tan and brown stone. It has an old look but I can tell the room is in fact modern, without decoration, and very clean and brightly lit. It reminds me of perhaps a hallway in a nice church.

I push myself up slowly to sitting with my dream hands so I'm sitting upright now and stand up. I slowly walk to the wall and run my hand over the stone trying to solidify the dream with some tactile sensations. I stone feels rough as expected and slightly cold. The dream is pretty solid at this point so I exit the larger room into a hallway that also has the same stone walls. The hallway curves at various points almost like your following the passage of a maze. I decide to try levitating and raise my legs into the air so I'm floating and as expected I'm able to move forward more quickly and smoothly.

I'm afraid of the dream fading which it often does when I'm flying so I drop my legs back down to the ground, crouch down and again touch the cold stones with my hands to keep the dream stable.

Down the hallway the passage seems to open to a larger room to the right and I can hear voices in the room. I become a bit afraid of what I will find in there and I'm hesitant to go further as I don't want this to turn into something awful. Just as I consider this a little blond girl walks into the hall from the big room. She is smiling and welcoming me into the room. The dream fades out quickly and i'm back in bed awake now.