Puffin

Type: Regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

I was in my school. The school has a theatre with a big stage and a long backstage area with two doors (one on either side) that leads out to the two wings of the stage. Slightly colorized, hard tan flooring with beige walls and lighter, pale blue accents around the door frames. It was clearly rectangular, and in the dream it was about twenty by fourteen feet.

I came through the left backstage door. The room was lit by a few lights, but it wasn't as bright as it should've been. I walked a few steps and looked around; one of the teachers from my school was walking towards me. She was shorter than in real life, probably only 5 feet, and had very dark brown hair down to her shoulders. She was wearing a thin black cardigan and a black shirt with a pink, pale orange and pale red floral pattern around the shoulders. She walked right up to me and put her hand on my shoulder.

"There's something here that you shouldn't see," she told me in an informative tone. She tried to turn me around, using her hand to force me to turn around, and I walked a few paces with her. She then took her hand off my shoulder and just kept walking, opened the door I'd originally came from, and closed it.

I turned around and looked down the backstage, towards where the door opposite was. There was a big bloody stain on the wall next to that door. It looked like the stain you'd get if something had been sandwiched between two walls and the gunk started to seep/bleed through the two walls. It was darker red, which gradated to a regular red, and then had what I'd like to call "cloud-shaped" linear blobs of orange and red around it. It was just a realistically-shaped blob of color, no splatters or anything (because I assume it came from something in between the walls), but it was definitely blood.

I remember thinking, "hm, that's weird". Not as in the "I could be dreaming" type of weird, but just the general weird. And I wasn't unsettled either.

I exited the room and entered a much smaller one, almost like a broom closet. This room was tinted with lighter, pale blue lighting, and was probably only seven by seven feet. There was a C-shaped countertop in one corner of the room, extending down three adjacent walls (one end didn't go along the whole wall and stopped halfway), and cabinets above them. The top of the counter was white laminate, while the cabinets were pale brown wood. There was a square, light-colored laminate wood table with grey trim in the middle of the room. Two of my classmates were sitting on the counter, side by side, and one of my teachers was sitting cross-legged on the table. He was looking at papers in an open binder, which was positioned on one of my friends' laps.

I looked at the paper on top and "knew" it was chemistry, but they were calculation problems that looked almost like trigonometry.

"Do you need help?" I asked.

"No, [teacher's real name] is helping me, but thanks anyways".

I can't remember what happened after that.

Type: regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

It began with me simply walking along the sidewalk in the day time. I was in a city area, but not the grungy inner-city sort of area. It was more like a polished, nice area where all the glass business buildings were. I walked past banks and coffee shops, and then a dog ran up to me.

It was mottled black and brown, with small accents of orange-brown all over its body. It was a cuter version of a golden retriever with longer fur, so it was a bit fluffier, and was about the height of my waist. It came up to me and started licking my hands. I crouched down and petted it, and I could have sworn it nodded to me slightly.

The dream fast-forwarded and I was in a large room that looked almost like it'd belong to part of a mall, with light speckled tiles and large windows along the walls, leading to other smaller rooms. It looked like this, minus the futuristic wavy stuff and blue tiles in the center, as well as the brand names along the walls.

There was a circle of chairs, the kind that one would find in a school, each with legs at least ten feet tall. There were a person sitting in each of these chairs, including me. I looked down momentarily and we were quite a ways up, since the chairs' legs were so long. I recognized one of my classmates, a taller, lanky girl with blonde hair. The other was a girl, shorter with messy black and plum hair, and a black hoodie with tighter blue jeans. She went to my school the previous year.

It was a mental institution (I was one of two caretakers), and I knew this immediately. The girl with the black hair quickly wiped her arm across her nose and looked around, seeming slightly awkward. The blonde girl was sitting in the chair beside me. I got some strange vibe from her, and she kept looking at me and then away again, but not in a creepy manner. I became slightly unnerved and decided to talk to her. "Hello," I said, trying to sound interested, "you're new here. What's your name?"

She looked away and scoffed minutely. "My name doesn't matter. You know who I am."

I looked away, raising my eyebrows, and when I looked back I saw the same dog I met earlier in the dream. The girl was gone. I gasped and a few other people sitting in the circle turned their heads. They looked at me, then at the dog, and looked confused. "You can't see what just happened?" I asked them. They nodded their heads back and forth.

They can't see it.

I looked back and the girl was there again. "I came here because you're very kind. I want you to be my owner. But don't tell the others... They can't see me."

Type: DILD.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

This dream began with me being inside a community-type building. The walls in the building were made of a rosy, slightly yellow brick, as depicted in the image below, with the floor being a lighter eggshell blue, like in a hospital setting. I know there were signs on the walls and overhanging on the ceiling, also like in a hospital, but I cannot recall what they said or even what they were about.

I was walking down a wide hallway in the building, and I suddenly saw the sign for a restroom. I immediately took that route, as I had to fix up my hair or something; however, I can't remember what exactly the reason was. I turned to the left into a narrow, short hallway. There was a men's restroom on the left of the hall, and a women's on the right. I went through the door of the restroom, and looked around. There was no one there; I only look in the mirror to check myself out if no one's around; I'm self-conscious that way. Anyways, I walked forward and looked in the mirror. My brown hair was shorter than it should have been; it was down to my chin instead of my shoulders. This looked bizarre, far too bizarre, and so I became lucid. I thought for a second about what I'd do, and then decided to try controlling another DC and have a fight. Practice some dream combat, or the latter. I thought the best way to do this was to get to my school and summon one of my classmates. I came up to the restroom door again and, before exiting, envisioned the door leading right into the atrium of my school. Here is the description of the school from an older entry.

The main section of the school, right when you walk in, consists of a large, long atrium with a triangular glass roof, which allows for much light to enter the school, making it fairly airy and bright. Classrooms are on the left and right of this atrium, and near the entrance there's a large set of stairs on the right, just before the classrooms begin. The main tones in the building include light beige, light eggshell blue tiles, and accents of paler turquoise, such as on the window frames and stair handles.

I entered the atrium after attempting to summon the location twice; the first time I opened the door, the building was dark-lit and had no similar colors. I'm a perfectionist when it comes to summoning locations in dreams, as it's one of my stronger suits. The second time I got it right, and walked right into the middle of the atrium, coming from the side. It was light, as if it were daytime, and there was no soul in sight. This would make it a tiny bit harder to summon someone, as I felt discouraged for some reason. I looked to the left, down the atrium, and then turned around, expecting one of my classmates to be there; I succeeded the first time. The classmate who appeared was a real person: she had long, solid brown hair down to her shoulders, and she was wearing a bit of makeup, even though she normally doesn't wear anything. She was also wearing jeans and a maroon tank-top, slightly loose, with a white hoodie.

The girl immediately began walking towards me, after I came up with a quick expectation: that she'd start fighting with me. I've been finding it easier than ever to control DCs; this includes their emotions, facial expressions, and overall actions. Since I don't share as strong a belief that DCs are somehow a projection of your conscience, I find it easy to do this type of dream control.

As soon as she got close, probably around two or three feet away, she stopped.

Her first words were, "I'm going to get you back so good right now, and it's not even funny."

Of course, this only made me even more excited. If I hadn't been lucid and that happened, it would have scared me. But, I was lucid, so it didn't. She then lunged forward and punched me, but I recoiled backwards, dodging it. I punched her back and she went flying a good fifty feet down the atrium.