Mr. Pig's World of Dreams

THE OLD MAN'S HOUSE
I was walking around a town with my friend. He was a DC who I've never even seen in real life. It felt like it was almost Halloween and the sun was setting. He saw an old house and we walked around to the back yard. It was surrounded on two sides by an old wooden fence and had a mini inflatable pool and an small, broken swingset. Closer to the house, the ground turned into a wooden floor that looked like it was rotting, and there was a big sliding door on that side of the house. We looked inside and saw a dark living room with a big rocking chair facing a TV. The whole house looked haunted. My friend wanted to go inside so we walk around to the front. I tell him it's not a good idea, but he goes through the side door. I'm inside now and he's upstairs. We explore the house some and go back to the back yard. There's an old man on the chair now and I'm trying not to be noticed. The way out of the back porch seems so far away, like the back yard turned into a long hallway. I make it through without getting caught and we walk away.

DEILD...ALMOST
I woke up and reminded myself not to move so that I could lucid dream. After what seemed like only a minute, I felt like a fell through my bed. I've done this before, but I wansn't expecting it to happen. I was excited that it was working though, and I tried to picture where I wanted my dream to take place. I remember imagining some open field covered with colored round bumps. After that I fell asleep, but didn't go into a lucid dream. I don't remember going into any dream. Sad day...

FRAGMENT
I remember something about a zombie. There wasn't a zombie in the dream though. Just someone talking about a zombie. Or something. Yeah...


Task for Tomorrow: Successful DEILD.