New Dream Adventures of Raven Knight

10/20/14

Note: It has been a long time since I have posted a dream. I have been having some serious issues with depression and I have been unable to remember most of my dreams and mostly not cared about the ones I have remembered. I think I am breaking out of the darkness of depression now and I will try to post dreams more often again.

Fall Into Darkness
I am somewhere I don’t recognize, but I don’t really care about that. I feel awful. I hurt inside, my depression is giving me serious problems right now. I don’t really notice anything going on around me, just the pain inside. I finally pull myself to my feet and I look around. The room I’m in looks abandoned. It looks like whoever had been here left in a bit of chaos. It looks like it used to be an office of some kind but now it is trashed. There is some broken computer equipment lying by a desk that is almost broken in half, papers are strewn everywhere, and none of the lights are working, leaving the room only illuminated by a street light outside the window. I don’t pay too much attention to the setting, however, I walk over to the window and look out.

The window has been broken and I am able to step right out onto the ledge. I see there is a city outside, but there aren’t many lights on even though it is night time. I look down and see I am a long way up in what must be a skyscraper. There are people way down there, though there is something odd about the way they’re moving. Because of how I am feeling, however, I don’t pay too much attention to the people down below. I am just hurting so much inside. I know things will never get any better. I’m no good to anyone, and I’m no good to myself, there is only one way to escape such pain. So with absolutely no hope in my broken and dying heart I step off of the ledge and feel myself falling into the comforting embrace of death…

But no… that doesn’t happen. I fall for a bit and then I feel I am being lifted back up into the air. It feels almost like flying, which is an exhilarating feeling compared to the crushing depression I felt just seconds before. I notice that someone has put their arms around me. Someone has snatched me right out of the air, taking me into a strong and comforting embrace… and we are flying! Or it certainly feels like flying… maybe it was just a really high jump because the next thing I notice is that my rescuer and I land safely on the roof of a building next to the one I jumped from. My rescuer sets me down and now I am able to turn around and see who it is. I turn around and find myself staring directly into the blue eyes of Alex Mercer from Prototype.

From the look in his eyes it appears Alex is a mix of concerned and annoyed. He asks what I was thinking when I did something that foolish, do I want to die? I tell him that was the general idea. I tell him there really is no reason for me to continue. He looks at me for a bit longer and then asks if I even realize that I’m dreaming. He says he knows I can’t really die in a dream, but do I really want to? I stop for a bit and look at him, trying to comprehend the idea that I am just dreaming now. The pain inside has faded a lot now that I am here with Alex. He takes me into his arms and says he would love for me to be able to come to the dream state permanently so we could be together more, but not like that. He said he only wants that to happen when it is my time, he doesn’t want to see my life end like that, there is still too much that I can do in my current home world. I tell him there isn’t any hope. I tell him I can’t do it alone. I can’t face all that is against me all alone. He said I am never really alone, he is right here with me. And so is Altaïr… and Hetfield… and everyone else that is in my inner world. And even in the physical world I have my friends and my mom. I tell him that everything just feels so hopeless. He said he can help me with that… and he’ll no longer take ‘no’ for an answer. He pulls me back into his arms and holds me there, it feels comforting. I don’t even realize that he’s actually consuming me until everything around me fades to black and then I wake up feeling at peace.

02/16/12

Note: I have not posted any dreams for quite a while… and that is because I haven't had any recall at all for quite a while. It has been getting very frustrating, and I really hope my recall improves soon. Combined with not having any recall, I have also been busy with homework from school and a new job. That's why my resolution to post something every day has gotten pushed aside. Well, I have finally been able to recall a dream. It's not much, but right now I am willing to take anything I can get!

Tunnels of Madness
I am in what appears to be an underground tunnel of some kind. The tunnel is perfectly circular and is made out of a metallic substance. There is a band of light going down the tunnel, four of them. One of the lights is directly overhead, I am standing on a second, and there are lights to the right and left of me. The tunnel looks very strange, and I can't remember how I got to be here. Somehow this doesn't trigger a reality check, though. I walk down the tunnel, which seems to go on forever. Sometimes it curves to the left or right, and it does so often enough that I become really disoriented. I am wondering if the tunnel is ever going to end. The quality of the lighting changes… it is now flashing, now it looks like little balls of light are zooming down the sides of the tunnel. That is even more disorienting, they are going in such a pattern that makes it seem like the tunnel is spinning. That makes me feel like I might vomit. Instead, however, I wake up.

01/24/12

NOTE: Yesterday was the first day I failed to post something even if it was to say I didn't recall anything. Well, I didn't recall anything. School homework took priority and then I forgot. But today is different, I have 2 dreams to post!

Kidnapped!
I am with a couple other people I don't recognize and we have all been kidnapped. There are several big guys there guarding us. I am looking for a way out, waiting for an opportunity to present itself. I don't have to wait very long. I see a chain on the ground near me. It looks heavy, but when I pick it up I find I can handle it quite easily. One of the guards sees me and asks what I intend to do with that. He laughs at me, clearly not seeing me as a threat. I throw the chain at him and somehow manage to loop it around him like a lasso. He barely gets out a, "What the fuck?!" before I loop it around him again. That is everyone's cue to act. I manage to secure the one guard to a tree by the chain, he is letting out a stream of expletives like I've never heard. One of the people with me, a young man, grabs a hang glider that was beside the goons' tent. He jumps off the cliff and flies a bit then circles back and crashes into two kidnappers. I think that looked like fun... so I go to the hang glider. Unfortunately it is too badly damaged for me to take a flight on it. Damn. All I can do is wait for the authorities with the other people and the bound/unconscious goons.

Midnight Sun
I am at school, my class just ended so I am ready to go home. I leave the school and have a bit of trouble finding where I parked. I wander around for a bit in the dark feeling a bit dumb, but I finally find the car. I get in and leave. The freeway home is weird. It has changed dramatically since I came this morning! It is so much wider, and there are bright lights all around. The lights make it as bright as daytime! I think I don't need headlights, I need sunglasses! I am curious about what changed. I turn down an exit I don't remember seeing before. I follow the road for a while as it twists and turns. I find a dead end. My car chooses right now to die on me. I get out and see all four tires are flat. Wtf?! I see a building, I'll go there and call for help. I slid down an embankment. I notice the ground is so very dry and cracked and hard. Like a scorched desert much hotter and drier than where I live. I am approaching the door when it opens. A woman steps out. I am overcome by a feeling of dread. I do not want her to see me. I can't think of a logical reason for that, but it feels very real. I dive behind a large rock. I'm sure she saw me... she was looking this way. I peek and see she is looking in my direction with a puzzled look on her face. Why do I feel such dread associated with her? She doesn't look violent or dangerous... But the feeling is strong, I know I have to get out, and I do so by waking up.

Plan: Night 3 of my MILD challenge, when I fell asleep last night I was wishing I could do something to help with the disaster down in Japan, things are such a disaster down there... I don't even have money to donate... I was thinking if I could just AP a lot better than I could use that ability to find survivors, even to find those who have passed so their loved ones could have closure. I was focused on that, and I had a lucid dream where I did just that. It felt like my consciousness was jumping from one animal to another and searching for survivors...

I am in a different place, I am lucid, but I'm not in Japan, which is what had been on my mind when I fell asleep. Instead I am on the moon, and Nomad is there with me. He says he thinks some of the people from other worlds that we are in contact with such as Washu, Q, etc. can possibly manage to communicate with the people trying to keep the nuclear power plant in Japan stable… if they can manage to communicate, maybe they can help. I tell Nomad I really wish there was something I could really do to help… He says all we can do is try. We teleport to the nuclear plant, along with the people I mentioned who are going to try to help, there are somewhere around 180 men and women rotating in and out of the plant, sea water is being brought in to cool the reactor core, radiation levels are high. Washu says the right kind of energy field can help neutralize some radiation… which is also energy… though it won't help if there is a meltdown… there doesn't seem to be a lot I can do there.

So now I am in a city, or what's left of a city. The place is a complete disaster, it looks like I was completely wrong about there being even a vague chance of finding anyone in that place who is still alive. I am having feelings of hopelessness, but since I am non-corporeal right now, I go ahead and phase through some of the rubble to look farther underneath it. More destruction… solid rubble… just a total disaster.

The dead, I only spot a couple of bodies, but there are spirits of those who have passed being drawn to me since I am in a form similar to them but still connected to a living body. They are lost and confused, some don't even seem to realize they're dead. I try to tell them they need to move on to the next world, some do so, others don't want to admit they're dead, and still others don't even believe in another world after this one. I find a survivor. Now what? She is trapped, unable to move, too weak to make much sound. I find a short way to the surface. After a short look I find a rescue dog and enter the dog's mind, a friendly dog, a good dog wants to help. The dog and I guide a rescuer back to the trapped woman. Perfect! I can get the animals to help! I enter a bird and harass a rescuer until he finally follows me to a some trapped animals that are still alive.

As a kitten, I lead a rescuer to a man and his daughter who are trapped, drawing attention with plaintive mews. Still as a cat, I find a woman buried in rubble. I can't find anyone to help, she is so deep down… and hurt too badly. All I can do is stay by her side and purr… she seems to find some comfort in the kitty beside her purring… the kitty is also crying…

Plans: The only plan I had made for today was to meet up with MoSh in a Hogwarts dream, though I really want to increase my lucidity and get my recall back to its normal rate. I really wish I knew why I have been having so many problems with that lately…

Sleep In
It is time for me to go to bed, I have no idea that I am actually already in bed and dreaming. I am getting ready to lie down in bed when my mother comes into the room and asks me when I am going to be up the next morning. I tell her I'll probably be up at the usual time, of course. My mother says she wants to get going sooner than that. I don't remember where we are planning on going, but I am thinking it is somewhere really fun, and I definitely don't want to miss getting to do it. I tell my mother maybe I could get up a bit earlier than normal… My mother points at the clock and says it's only 11:30 at night, so if I sleep until my normal time, I'd be getting 12 hours of sleep! She says I really don't need to get 12 hours of sleep, do I? I agree that 12 hours is probably overdoing it, I tell her I'll get up around 10 instead, so it will only be around 10 hours of sleep. She seems to think this is still quite unreasonable, but she sighs with exasperation. She says if I can manage to get out of bed a bit sooner, please do, she really doesn't want to wait that late and might just end up leaving without me. This idea makes me a bit nervous, so I decide to set my alarm for 8:00 in the morning and settle for the usual 8 hours of sleep that is the recommended amount. I fall asleep in bed without even considering doing a RC at any point.

Rock the House
I am going to a concert that takes place in a small club. There aren't that many people there to see the band, and I figure that is because the band rather sucks. There are overly aggressive bouncers guarding the stage, maybe they are afraid someone will attack the band members for sucking so bad. One guy tries to get to the stage, though it looks like he is happy and wants to meet one of the band members rather than like he is hostile. Apparently someone likes the music. One of the bouncers grabs him, punches him hard in the gut, then drags him outside as he is gasping for breath. The bouncer throws him to the ground and shuts the door before returning to his post. Wow… so violent… everyone else sits down in the seats to keep from having the bouncers attack. I really don't like this. On a hunch I do a RC and find out I'm dreaming. I fly from my seat and phase through the ceiling of the club, out into the open blue sky.

Ok, so now that I'm lucid, I need to decide what to do. I don't remember my goals… damn… but I do remember that in some of my lucids my dream control hasn't been as strong as it should be. So I fly over the city and start practicing my dream skills. I discover that anything I can focus on and visualize I can create. Of course I can, I am inside my own inner world… it is entirely under my control… I do things such as alter the forms of a couple buildings, I bring a statue to life. It is the statue of a horse that is about 50 feet tall, the horse gallops away, freaking out all of the DCs in its path. I instinctively can tell that all of the people around there are DCs rather than real people. I fly over a park and spawn a huge and beautiful tree with large golden fruits growing on it, I pick one and eat it… it tastes like chocolate. Yay! Chocolate flavored fruit! A DC is beside the tree and staring at me with his jaw on the ground, it is an older man, I fly down over him and tell him if he's going to have his mouth hanging open, put something yummy in it! I break off a piece of the fruit and stick it in the man's mouth where he doesn't even seem to notice it. I decide to go back to the concert to see if I can make it more interesting. I head back, and I find that for some reason there is now an iron grid around the club… where did that come from? No matter. I focus a circle of heat to soften the iron, then I rip out the circle of iron to create an entrance. Wow, that was easy! Inside, the same band is still sucking, most of the crowd have left. I use a puppet kind of control on the band members, my DCs, and I summon a guitar and join in. Now we rock! We play a song I don't think I have ever heard. But there's no one there to see it. I summon some more DCs to be the audience. For some reason the DCs that appear are dressed as if for a wedding. Weird… but no matter. I continue using the band DCs to accompany me as I play guitar and sing. It is fun.


The Perfect Storm
I am in a castle like the one in Harry Potter, I am in Hogwarts. There are people around me, everyone seems to be rather huddled together, though I'm not sure why. They have everyone crammed into the great hall, all of the people from all of the houses, and this is creating more than a few arguments amongst the less friendly students. Mostly everyone is keeping to themselves, however, and the talk is mostly about a storm. I listen to some of them, then I go over to a window and look outside… and there sure is a storm out there, it looks like a serious blizzard. The wind is howling outside and looks like it must be blowing at hurricane force. I look beside me and I see MoSh is there. I ask what is going on out there, he says it's a major storm. No shit, Sherlock… I say it seems strange, where did it come from? MoSh says no one is sure, it is the worst storm Hogwarts has ever seen, and it came out of nowhere. The temperatures in most of the castle have plummeted to sub zero levels, there is no way the fires and such can keep things warm at all. The great hall has been placed under an enchantment to keep it warm, which is why everyone is here. Wow… that is one serious storm. I wonder if the storm is definitely natural.

I wander around the room more, I see Crabb and Goyle near another window, staring out, apparently fixated on something out there. That gets my curiosity up so I go over to them and ask what they are looking at. Crabb said nothing, they are looking for Draco. I ask why they are looking out there for Draco, shouldn't he be in the great hall with everyone else? Goyle hesitates, Crabb says they're not supposed to tell, Draco said it's a secret. I say I won't tell anyone, so go ahead and share it with me… I'm sure Draco wouldn't mind if I know. Finally Goyle says Draco went outside about an hour ago, before the storm got so bad, and he hasn't come back. Crabb said Draco had been going out to get something to do with the tournament task, but students aren't supposed to go into the forest… and he hasn't come back. Wow… Draco is out in the storm? I decide I have to go out to get him. Goyle says I promised not to tell… I ask how they can keep that secret when Draco could die out there? I add not to worry, I don't need to tell anyone… I'll go get Draco myself.

I go to leave the room, but McGonagall stops me and says no one is to leave the room. I had thought that might be an issue. I go to the other side of the room and find a secret passage behind a suit of armor, the passage leads outside eventually. And it is freezing out, though it doesn't feel as bad as MoSh had indicated. Then again, I am used to the cold pretty well. I wrap myself in some cloaks I find near the exit and head for the forbidden forest. There is no point in calling Draco, the wind is much too loud. The sleet and snow is like needles against my face, not comfortable at all, but definitely bearable. Once I get to the forest I find there is a bit of shelter, I look around, not sure where to find Draco. Somehow my instinct guides me, and after I have traveled a short distance, I find Draco huddled under a particularly large tree. He has his robes pulled tight around him, but those do no good… they are soaked from the sleet. I have seen movies and read books about arctic survival… wearing wet clothes is worse than none at all in the cold… and I have enough cloaks around me to share… So I start getting Draco out of the wet robes, he seems too out of it to respond much… I wrap my cloaks around both of us, keeping him close to share some body heat as we head back to the castle and into the passage I left through.

McGonagall meets us just a short way in, she says if I thought she didn't know about this passage, I was sorely mistaken… how dare I go outside and risk my… she sees Draco with me… good lord, what happened here? Where did you find him? I answer with the first thing I can think of, I say he was outside looking for herbs and hadn't gotten inside before the storm started. True, but I didn't mention the forbidden forest. McGonagall looks at Draco, mostly naked and shivering under my cloaks, she asks if he didn't hear the storm warning, or if he didn't take it seriously… he should really have listened… but save that for later. She asks for me to help her get him to the hospital wing. We get Draco to the hospital wing, where another spell has been cast for warmth, and put him into a bed to be cared for by Madam Palmphrey. Outside the hospital wing McGonagall says that my going out in the storm alone was very foolish, why hadn't I told someone, told a teacher that Draco was outside? But it was also very brave… she doesn't know whether to punish me for leaving the castle in this storm or reward me for bringing Draco back safely… so she will do neither. She says to get back to the great hall through the hidden passage and no one will know I had left, or at least they wouldn't hear it from her. I head back to the great hall.

I was in a bedroom that wasn't actually mine, but my waterbed was there along with a few other beds crammed into the room. There were a total of four other people in the room, four beds other than my own, there were two men and two women there, I knew them all as friends. It was larger bedroom than my room IWL, but it was still very crowded with five beds crammed in there. I was lying on my waterbed, fading in and out of sleep, when someone got my attention. It was one of the guys, he was boasting and bragging on how he pwned some mugger that had gone after him, he said he had pulled out his knife and gutted the guy, that sounded a bit violent to me… the worst part was that when he stated he had knifed the mugger in the gut, he drove his knife down into my waterbed, tearing a big hole in the mattress! I was pissed off at him, I told him he was paying for the new mattress, he said the leak was small and could be fixed. I got the leak repair kit out and tried to put a patch on the leak, but it was too big for that. I repeated to the guy that he would be paying for my new mattress.

I thought for a bit, trying to think of the name of the place I went to last time I needed a new waterbed mattress. I was annoyed at the fact I couldn't think of it since it hasn't been that long since I have gotten a new one. I couldn't think of the name, but I opened the phone book to the right spot to find the bed stores. I finally thought of the name… A Bedder Bed… and then I went straight to the phone number for the place. I picked up the phone beside my bed and was going to dial, but there was no dial tone on the phone… I immediately figured someone had forgotten to pay the phone bill. Well, I knew where the place was, so I would just go out and get the mattress. I pointed at the guy who had stabbed my bed, repeating one more time that he would be paying for my new mattress, which would probably be $70 to $90 dollars, so he had better have it ready. With that I got in my car and left the house, which was a place I didn't recognize at all, and headed to the main road.

As I left the house, I reminded myself that the house I had been staying at is downtown, so I would have to drive out from town to get to A Bedder Bed instead of in towards town. I drove along a couple of the roads, was force to take a detour by road construction, and then I proceeded to get completely lost in a really confusing neighborhood before I finally found my way back to the main road. I went to the shopping area where I knew A Bedder Bed was, pulled in to the parking area, and went to park in front of the store… but it was gone! It was seriously closed, there were boards over all of the windows, there were signs on the boarded windows and door that said the place was closed for good. Shit! Where was I supposed to get my waterbed mattress now? I saw what looked like a yard sale in the parking lot, so I went to check it out. There was a man selling off the remaining inventory of A Bedder Bed, so I looked for my mattress. Unfortunately I didn't find one… crap. The man said the stuff in questionable condition was in the trash dumpster out back, so I went there next. I was literally digging through the trash until I found a waterbed mattress that said Super Single, the size of my bed, and was still sealed in its packaging. I just hoped it would be ok.

So I got back in my car and drove back to the house, this time I managed to avoid getting lost. I was thinking I might just go ahead and tell the jerk who had stabbed my bed that he owed me some money, but maybe drop it to a round $50 and said it was a going out of business sale. I was debating as to if that would be an acceptable thing to do or if that would make me an asshole. I parked in front of the house and went in through the carport. There was a guy, not one of the ones from the bedroom earlier, sitting in a car with the engine running. I immediately noticed there was a hose going from the exhaust into the cabin of the car, he was in the process of killing himself! I went to the driver's door and I was going to do something when I realized the window was wide open. Actually, all of the windows were open. I asked the guy what was going on, he said life wasn't worth living so he was putting an end to it. I told him the windows were all open… he said yeah, he'd tried it with the windows closed, but the exhaust had smelled bad, so he opened them so his dying moments wouldn't stink. I figured that obviously he would never successfully kill himself like that. I told him that he was, however, wasting gas and putting off unnecessary air pollution for those of us left behind to deal with… so he should turn off the engine while waiting to die. He said I had a good point, no reason to ruin the environment for those of us left behind, so he turned the engine off. He leaned back in the driver's seat and continued waiting for his suicide attempt to work. I didn't bother telling him his attempt at killing himself was destined to be an epic fail.

I went into the house and looked for my waterbed, I found it was still filled with water. The asshole who had stabbed it was putting one final piece of duct tape on the mattress, which was practically entirely covered with duct tape. It looked like the entire mattress was made from duct tape. The guy looked at me and said my mattress was as good as new, so he wouldn't have to pay for my new one. I told him I didn't think that would hold, but if it did, then I would agree to that. He seemed happy and drank down a beer in one gulp, following it up with a loud burp. I didn't really want to hang out with these people right now, so I went to leave the house again. The guy who had been killing himself met me at the door and said he had decided against suicide. He said it just takes too long, and it's so damn boring! That completed his epic fail at committing suicide. I just shook my head as I walked out the door and woke up.

Note: I started off this night with three major goals, the first was to meet up with MoSh and see if I am able to be with him when he meets up with Romano, the second was to meet up with Nomad and go into the oceans to communicate with dolphins, and the third was to go through time and view a dream Walms had where it seemed that some insane version of me was attacking him for no apparent reason. Unfortunately, I was not successful in entering my WILD upon falling asleep, which made remembering my goals in the dream state considerably harder than it would have been had I been able to use my WILD.

As I was heading to class at ITT Tech I was convinced that there was something I was supposed to be doing, someone I was supposed to meet with, but I couldn't think what I was supposed to be doing or where I was supposed to meet with someone or even who I was supposed to meet with! That was driving me nuts that I couldn't think of what I was supposed to be doing and who I was supposed to be meeting! I was so distracted by it that I drove right past ITT Tech… well, that was easy enough to fix, I would just have to make a U turn and head back to the school. There was a lot of traffic coming from the other direction, so I wouldn't be able to make a U turn, so instead I waited for a brief break in traffic and turned left into a neighborhood. I was going to just turn around and head back to the main street, but there was a concrete median in the middle of the road and I couldn't get to the other side to head back. So I continued driving down the street looking for some way to complete my U turn, some way to turn left and then head back in the direction I had just come from.

So I kept on driving along the winding road, there was no way I was going to make it to class on time now, so now not only would I end up defaulting on whatever it was I had agreed to do with whoever it was I was forgetting I would also be late for or miss my class. This was not going well at all. At least I had a pleasant drive, though, through a curvy road lined with nice houses and a lot of trees, it looked like a very nice neighborhood to live in. I came around a curve and drove up an incline towards some nice homes at the top of the hill. There was no longer a median in the center, but I had ceased caring about turning around and heading back to school. One of the houses at the top of the hill looked strikingly familiar, though I couldn't place where I had seen it before nor could I think of how I might have seen it before since I had never been down that road. I pulled up next to the house, going slowly as I tried to think of where I had seen the place before and what it might mean, when a man came out of the house and looked right at me… great… now he was going to think I was some kind of crazy person casing the joint or something…

I moved to drive away from the house, but right as I pushed on the gas my engine died even though there had not been any signs of trouble just seconds before. The man was coming over to the car now, I was wondering if he realized I was having problems or if he thought I was a nutter, I figured I could tell him I had slowed down because my engine was making noises and then it stalled. At least I would have a good excuse for having stopped right in front of his house. He came over to my car and peered in through the driver side window, smiling in a friendly manner, it was a young man who looked to be in his 20's, he had short dark hair and a nice smile and I found myself staring into his beautiful brown eyes… He asked me what I was doing, and I realized it was rude to stare at his eyes or any other part of him, and I said I was just having car problems… He looked at me strangely and asked what I was doing using a car for anyway when I normally just use portals.

The man paused, then he said what I needed to be doing was cloaking myself so Romano wouldn't see me if he was to come tonight. Romano? Who in the world was Romano? Was Romano the person I was supposed to meet? It didn't sound like it, since this man was saying I should be hidden… or cloaked… how was I supposed to be cloaked? I must have been giving him a puzzled look because he asked me what was wrong with me, get out of the car and get cloaked, Romano might be arriving at any moment, and he wanted it to look like he was alone here… I was still confused… He asked me if I really had no clue as to what was going on, he asked me if I wasn't lucid, didn't I realize this was a dream? A dream? This is a dream? The man said yes, it was a dream, so hurry up and cloak myself, Romano might be there at any minute, I still didn't know who Romano was, but I was realizing who this man was… it was MoSh… and this was a dream, so I would be able to cloak myself. I got out of the car and focused on making my energy invisible, then I focused on Of Wolf and Man and changed into a cat, a black house cat… I did that and hid my energy.

Now I followed MoSh back to the house, I was a little kitty trotting along behind him, he seemed a bit impatient and acted as if there was something that wasn't going well at all. I was going to ask him what was wrong, but all that came out was a meow. I rubbed around his legs and purred, purrs are supposed to soothe anxiety, and it seemed like he had too much anxiety right now, he absent mindedly reached down and scratched me behind the ears, so I purred louder. I saw a dog entering the room,

a big dog I didn't recognize, MoSh reached down and scooped me up into his arms and started petting me, I continued to purr. The big dog came over in our direction, and sat down in front of MoSh, he was looking at me strangely, then at MoSh. I thought I heard voices, telepathic communication? Between MoSh and the dog? Was the dog Romano? Maybe… I was trying to tune into the communication and hear the voices when everything faded to black and I woke… it seemed I woke awfully suddenly…

Note: Here are a couple of non-lucid fragments I remember from the rest of the night… they really don't make a lot of sense at all and sound rather retarded, but I have been posting everything, so here they are:

*Archery Competition*
I was in my house. I was practicing archery right there in the house. There were targets hung on the wall and there were several other people there with me, also practicing their archery skills. I was doing pretty well, hitting the target on most of my shots. I fired a few more and then realized I was out of arrows… crap. I asked someone to get me more arrows, and he came back with crap. He said he couldn't find any arrows, so he had found a bunch of junk. He handed me several pencils, a couple of knitting hooks, and an awkwardly shaped stick… um… I wasn't sure how I was supposed to practice archery with that. I put a knitting needle in my bow and fired. Of course it wasn't easily aimed. The knitting needle embedded itself in the head of another archer. He reached back and pulled it out. He looked irritatedly at me and said I should watch what I was doing before I hurt someone. A thick pus was oozing from his head wound, but he didn't notice or didn't care… Somehow I found some arrows to shoot and went back to practicing with arrows. Maybe shooting knitting needles had thrown me off, because my first arrow missed the mark majorly and stuck into our flat screen TV! I went over and pulled it out, needless to say there was a hole. I found the missing pieces and was trying to put it back together like a puzzle… would the cracks be noticed? Probably… then I would have to pay to have it replaced. Damn… I don't have that kind of money!

*Parking Maze*
I was in a data center like in the hospitals where I used to work. In the dream, I still held a job there. I was getting off work now. I left the office and met James, my ex boyfriend, outside the office. In the dream I guess he wasn't my ex… we headed down the hall and to the elevator. This was the beginning of the weirdness… the elevator didn't go down, only up. We went up about five floors, then we had to find another elevator that would take us to the parking level. What a pain. We got to the parking garage. That, too, was confusing. I knew I had parked on the 3rd level of the parking garage, but I couldn't find stairs that led there. James and I looked endlessly. We were getting mad at each other for being lost. He said I can never find the right path… I told him we had been following his directions. He didn't have a response, and we finally found my car. Now to get out… which proved to be even harder. The parking structure was a maze of up and down ramps, dead ends, and loops that were easy to get stuck in. James said it would be quicker for him to walk. I told him to get out and do so, then. He didn't want to get out. I finally found the exit from the parking garage, but there was a giant sinkhole blocking the road. I knew there was another exit, but we would have to find that one… which promised to be a huge pain in the ass…

*Grand Theft Yu-Gi-Oh*
I was in my car driving down the road. It was a bright sunny day, and there was not much traffic. I had time to kill before I could go home. I didn't want to get home before my mother expected me. If I did, she would have me doing chores or cleaning or doing some kind of manual labor. I didn't want to do that. I saw a collector's card shop and decided to go in. I parked and went inside. There were so many different kinds of collectable cards. Many of them were from CCG (collectable card games) such as Yu-Gi-Oh, Magic the Gathering, etc. There were cards from sets I had never heard of. I saw a few sample cards… and it looked like a deck with those would be unstoppable. All cards were guaranteed to be tournament legal (at least until they became more widely known and might be banned), extremely rare, and neigh impossible to lose with. They were also extremely expensive. I wanted them. I thought I could go to the next Yu-Gi-Oh tournament and wipe the floor with my ex boyfriend, who sometimes plays in those tournaments. I thought I could at least kick ass in the tournaments. I started slipping packs of the cards into my purse. I took quite a few, though I don't know how many. I walked out of the store. The owner of the store was trying to stop me. I was sure he had seen me steal the cards. I reached for my keys to leave… I couldn't find them. Damn! Of all the luck. They were probably buried under stolen Yu-Gi-Oh cards. The shop owner caught up with me. I was definitely busted. He handed me my keys and said I had left those inside. I thanked him, and made a note to myself that after I won a couple of tournaments I would be sure and bring money back here for that shop since the owner had been so nice.