Tales from the sun chaser.

I'm at a base on earth that vaguely reminds me of a futuristic version of my grandma's house, and I get word from an Asari that the reapers have just arrived....actually that's the only race that happens to be in here. I happen to be one myself, but I don't get that many details like rank or anything, but I know it's up there a little bit because people a reporting to me. Canibals attack the base quickly and start taking hostages and claiming lives. I head out the side exit and I can see a few muraders and a brute escorting people into a transport. Damnit, why didn't these people prepare more. I don't have any weapons so I can't save them. I got to thinking as I headed through a wooded area. I didn't completely know I was dreaming, but I knew I wasn't myself. I decided to try and wake up.

I'm in bed and I can make out a figure in the darkness. It's saying "hulk don't want to smash". WTF...pretty sure it's nothing. I open my eyes again and this time things are more clear. Hulk has one arm raised and is about to kill me. I spring out of bed moments before he obliterates my bed into pieces. Someone asks me "are you alright Peter" I tell them yeah. (thinking back to this, I wonder why I never dream of being Deadpool....oh well). I head into another area and Dr P. is there. Ge tells me that Hulk has been indoctrinated by the reapers. We figure it's because his mind isn't all there during the transformation. I'm in the middle of the desert and the reapers are already here? WTF, I thought they would be working on major cities first or something. We head to this cafe that gives me the impression were near area 51. Inside it has all these "UFO" pictures, but they were taken days ago. I recognize them. The reapers are here.

I had another dream about going to church and I want to say something involving my car and a random girl, but I don't remember. Oddly it was my last dream of the night.

I don't know where I'm at or what's really going on but I'm lucid around a bunch of people. We're outside and I think it's night time. I remember fighting two frost giants with Spider-man's skill set. There was lots of flipping, spinning and off balanced kicks and punches. I remember having enough time to dodge a guys punch, bycicle kick him in the face about six times before I placed one hand on the ground and did a reverse spinning handspring.

I left that area, and entered a room, and I dot know what I was doing for a second but all of a sudden I saw this white room, with a white bed that had white sheets that looked like they were shredded up. For some reason it terrified me. Like I was there before in a dream or in real life.

I left and met up with some of the people who were watching me hand out beard downs and walked around a bit. We came up to a long tinted window and I decided to make an opening by melting the glass with my hands. The other DC's were able to lift the glass up and walk underneath it. I had that feeling that things were going to end so I told them I hope I see them again.

I had a Spider-man dream. I'm not sure how lucid I was, or if I was at all. But I remember web zipping and web swinging around the huge oak tree near my house.

Incredible Hulk dream. I was at this area that had several large lakes connected to eachother, and I had the powers of Hulk. I was running around smashing the ground, and moon jumping. I jumped into a lake, and I was going to fight alligators, but the dream ended.

Slayer Dream. I was with slayer, and some other girl, and we were riding on electric bikes. I distinctly remember calling him by his real name.

Acatalephobic dream. Acata was over my house, and she wanted me to go bike riding. My bike had to flat tires, but I decided to go anyway. She was faster than me, so I just followed her around most of the time

0 recall on the first dream, other than I knew I had one, and I had a long non lucid about being Spider-man. Just running around town, web zipping, catching crooks, experimenting with different webbings, all of that good stuff.

edit: first dream I was trying to convince someone that the masons were bad, and someone was trying to tell me and that person otherwise.