rantajar

First

I'm with my wife, and we are breaking into a building complex. The door is actually not locked, but we are not welcome. We find our way trough a complex of corridors and stairs, ending up to a laboratory room with three people in it. As we enter the alarm goes of. The doors of the laboratory start closing very slowly, and gas starts pouring in. One of the people in the room says something sarcastic to us. They don't seem to be scared of the gas at all.

My wife rummages trough some drawers and finds a paper. The other people don't do anything to stop us, just offer snide comments. We have more than enough time to leave the laboratory before the doors are finished closing. After getting out of the building we start running.

I think if I was dreaming we could just fly away. Or then again, probably I couldn't fly very well, but jump at least. Then it crosses my head, I am dreaming. I'm not exactly sure so I try jumping. I get a lot higher than I should. Then the scene faids, and is replaced by the blackness behind my eyelids.

There is a feeling of vibrations and some imagery, quite clear but not realistic. I think I should try just going with it, waiting for the vibrations to disappear before trying anything. I don't do any formal technique. At some point I drift to sleep.

Second

I'm in my kitchen with my wife. She is throwing balls up to the ceiling. The ceiling is not solid, it makes a splat and the balls get stuck. I want to try to make the ceiling completely liquid, so that the balls would pass trough. But they just keep splatting, and getting stuck. I jump upward, putting my head trough the ceiling, which offers no resistance. I come down again and ask her to try one more time. The ball, again just splats to the ceiling, maybe a bit deeper this time.

First

A woman is explaining something to someone else. It was about something mechanical, I don't remember what exactly.

Second

I'm at work and we're having a coffee break. It's not in the normal coffee room, but at a larger one, in another building. There is also a group of people there that I don't know, but apparently they belong to the same organization, they just organized the coffee break this time.

There's some food also, but the breaks seems to be over and all the food has been eaten. I'm kind of hungry and I'm looking for something left over. There is a kind of a buffet at another part of the room, but there isn't much left there either. There's some rice in a kettle and some vegetables. They even have a waitress working there, for the coffee break, and she's putting things away. She says something to me about there being nothing left.

Third

I'm going on a trip with a group of people. One of us cannot cross some border because he doesn't have the appropriate medical papers. We talk about it and decide that he can see a doctor and join us in a day or two. When we come back, i believe a week or so later, he is still at the border station. He has been to the doctor but he has some minor health problem and getting the papers will take some time.

Fourth

I'm with a group, possibly the same as in the previous dream. We park out car at a small parking lot, next to a large mall. We go in and there is a carriage that belongs to the owner of one of the cars outside. I try to lift it and think that it's too heavy. At this point I'm aware that a crime has happened and I suspect there's something hidden in the carriage.

We go back outside and talk to the owner of the carriage, a young man. We have no proof but I try to intimidate him by mentioning the weight of the carriage. He gets scared and runs away, towards the woods. I run after him and some of the others are running too, but they're a bit farther away. I cannot see him but a follow a trail. The train splits and I ask one of the others to check the other way.

There is an opening in the woods and I see him. He tries to run around me and turn back, trying to trick me somehow. I circle a bit farther than he did to force him to run on the path, where on of the others catches him.

There is a group of young people standing nearby, they were playing before we came. One of them, X, a girl a bit younger than me, wants to join us, thinking it's a game. I tell her that I can try to catch her but if I do, we throw her in jail. She runs towards me and starts to pretend I've caught her.