Hyu's Adventures

non dream - lucid - non lucid

I wake up after ~8 hours of sleep, but I still feel very tired.
I decide to go back to sleep.

I'm in what appears to be an hotel room, but instead of a bed there is a long desk with 4 PC monitors on it, and some audio equipment including 2 microphones.
It seems that I am casting a SC2 tournament game from here. I wonder who my co-caster is.
Day9? o_O That's kind of a surprise. But then I feel like we've known each other for a long time, and it's all normal.
We cast a game between some well known player and a mouse. (Yes, an actual mouse... the animal >_>)
After we're done casting (the mouse won) we discuss that this mouse is rather intelligent, and day9 compliments the high APM.
I'm tired and I want to go to bed... I know we're at an hotel and I can sleep in the next room.

I'm now in a bed in the next room, but I can't sleep.
There's about 10 people sleeping in the room, which I find a bit weird and uncomfortable.
I get up and decide to go for a walk.
Another guy stands up at the same time, he's a friend from high school.
We leave the hotel room, which leads straight into my old high school building.
We walk through the main corridor and he lights a cigarette.
He hands it to me and I start smoking, but then I realize I'm not a smoker, and the cigarette tastes horribly.
I put out the cigarette on my hand, because I know it's not going to hurt and throw it into a trash can.

Some official person from the high school sees this and gets insanely mad at me because smoking is forbidden inside the building.
I tell him to relax, I'm not even in high school anymore.
Then he gets even more angry saying I have no reason to be here.
"But I sleep here!"
He freaks out, "DO YOU THINK THIS IS A FUCKING HOTEL?"
(yes)

I'm now in front of the Hotel/School outside a small restaurant.
Me and a few friends from high school are having dinner.
I notice an odd yellowish liquid in my glass, what on earth did I order to drink?
I take a sip and notice that the liquid has now attached itself to my lip, forming a string between my lower lip and the glass.
What the fuck is this.
I try to remove it by pulling on the string with my hand.
The string just gets longer and longer.
One of my friends starts laughing at me and explains it's a chemic reaction and some sort of prank. (he's studying chemistry and likes to do pranks in waking life)
After I get it off I notice that I've just eaten a lot of stuff I don't usually eat.
I wonder why I did that and stare up into the sky.
It's night already, I can see the stars.
Wait a second... I never ate this food, the dream skipped over it, I'm dreaming!
I look back down to investigate the current scene.

But when I look back down I notice I'm no longer at the restaurant.
I'm alone, hiding in between some debris.
I look around, the scenery feels post-apocalyptic, and reminds me of fallout.
The streets are cracked, all buildings around appear to have been destroyed by explosions many years ago.
Everything appears gray and sad.
Above me is some sort of huge construct, only supported by a few thin pillars.
Whatever it is, it is falling apart, debris is falling down, which is presumably why I hid in this corner in the first place.
I hear voices screaming that the things is coming down and will explode, that everyone should make a run for it.

I decide to make a run for it myself and start running uphill, not getting hit by any debris fortunately.
Suddenly I notice an hotel to my left, of course, I was at that hotel.
There are a few cars in front of it, and lots of people running away.
Why does nobody use the cars?
I spot a Continental GT and decide it's the fastest and most robust out of them and get inside. (I've driven one in waking life a few times)
The keys are inside, lucky me.
The passenger door opens and my dad gets inside "gogogo!"
I start the engine and drive in reverse doing a 180 to point the car into the correct direction.

I'm now in front of the street. All people are running to the left, uphill, but I can see the passage is blocked.
To the right, downhill, is the construct which is falling apart.
There's no way we'll make it going uphill, I decide to try to drive under the collapsing construct.
I put the gearbox in manual because I don't like automatics and use the paddle shifters.
I accelerate hard towards the construct.
The pillars break, and the whole thing starts coming down.
I press the accelerator pedal harder, knowing it won't make a difference, and hope to somehow make it.
And we do, by a meter at most. The construct crashes into the ground right behind us.
My dad tells me to keep going, the thing is going to explode.

I drive as fast as I can, luckily the road is straight.
Then suddenly there is snow on the road, and a corner up ahead... fuck!
I hit the brakes hard, but the car is barely slowing down.
I have to swing the steering wheel left and right wildly to prevent the car from spinning out.
Still doing 220km/h, there is no way I'll be able to slow down enough for the corner.

But then suddenly my sense of presence turns on, and I can feel what lies behind the corner.
There is a canyon right behind it, meaning if I can't make the corner we'll fall into the canyon.
On the other side of the canyon seems to be a salt desert.
I get off the brakes and back on the accelerator.
My dad freaks out. "What are you doing?"
"Trust me..."

I don't take the corner, I just drive straight into the canyon.
I close my eyes, and concentrate on the other side of it, and try to lower it with dream control, so that we can make the jump.
As I open my eyes again, I see that the other side stays perfectly leveled with he falling car, and we make it to the other side just fine.
I see a massive explosion in the mirrors of the car...

non dream - lucid - non lucid

I am in high school, in my class room.
The class room is currently on break, but the teacher is there for some reason.
I hate her, she's always teasing me because I'm a bit of a geek.
She often makes fun of me in front of the class.
(This teacher really existed, she was a bitch and the hardest challenge I had to overcome in high school)

Someone is trying to bully me, he asks me to give him all my money.
I tell him to go fuck himself.
I know I don't stand a chance in a fight, but I know that letting yourself get bullied in high school
has much worse consequences than getting beaten up once.

We're fighting, the teacher doesn't give a shit.
She looks at us, makes sure that I am loosing and smiles at the situation and keeps working on something.
What a bitch, I hate her so much.
The bully is pushing me against the wall and punches me into the stomach a few times.

I notice it doesn't hurt the way it should.
Then I see that he is wearing a holster with a gun? Why would he do that?
I realize that I am dreaming, but I don't have the time to think about what is happening properly.

Realizing that this is a dream I immediately understand that the bully can't hurt me.
I punch him in the throat with my elbow and he lets go of me.
I am overcome with rage at this point, but not at the bully.
He's just a stupid high schooler, he can't help being an idiot.
It's the fucking teacher, the way she turns going to school into hell for me,
the way she enjoys seeing me getting beaten up, the fact that she wants to intervene now that I
am not the one getting beaten up anymore.

That's right, she stands up and wants to punish me for punching the bully in the throat.
She starts talking in her extremely arrogant voice, but I am too furious to listen to her.
I grab the gun from the bully and remove the safety.
The teacher finally shuts up and looks scared.

I point the gun at her face. I am so furious, so full of rage, I know that I am going to kill her.
I can feel the adrenaline in my body. I'm about to shoot her.

"I'm sorry..."
"Liar!"

I pull the trigger and feel the recoil of the gun. I can't see for a split second.
My teacher is falling backwards to the ground. The wall behind her is splattered with blood.
Her dead body drops to the ground and blood starts spilling over the ground.

Fuck, I didn't expect it to be this realistic.
Ah well, it's not like I really killed her, I just wanted to see what it would feel like to let myself be controlled by all this anger.
It felt quite satisfying.

I am a bit surprised.
This dream must mean that she's still on my mind, even after 10 years. Wow, I really hated that bitch.
I wonder what the reaction of the other DC's is and look around.

The bully looks at me quite surprised.

"Bitch had it coming..."

He smiles in agreement.
I hand the gun back to him, he can't hurt me when I'm lucid anyways.
The rest of the class seems to celebrate the death of the teacher.
I find this absolutely hilarious. I know that everyone hated her, but damn, they're actually celebrating!

Something happened after this which I cannot recall properly...


Note: Yes, I really hated that teacher. No, I would never kill or hurt anyone.