cytotoxicT

9/25/11

DILD

Recall: decent

Notes: This was a long dream, but my recall has slumped a bit recently.

It all started back in Oak Park. I was wandering around with two friends at nighttime, and we approached my middle school. There was a lot of action going on around; police were everywhere. We found out that people suspected a shooting was about to take place. We decided to go in and stop it. My two friends were wearing bullet-proof vests, but I didn't have one. They were some bounty hunter type people. People around think I am crazy for walking in there unarmed and unprotected.

So we split up and look for anything suspicious. I wander the halls for awhile, while occasionally peaking into classrooms and checking out students. After like 10 min of this, I end up on the 4th floor. There is a skinny white kid looking very sketchy; he even had a trench coat for Gods sake. He saw me and the other cops around and was still acting funny. I thought that he wasn't the shooter because he was being so blatantly obvious about hiding something.

My 2 friends show back up and want to head out. I say I'll leave too, but I just want to see how this kid turns out. I still didn't believe he had anything, but I would be a bad cop if I let this sketchy dude go unchecked. I look back and he is getting in someone's face and pulls out a silver gun. I do a double take and pounce into action. I grab his hand with the gun and point it in the air. I fire a few rounds into the ceiling trying to empty the clip. We continue wresting and the gun gets pointed at me. Luckily he wasn't able to pull the trigger before I fought it off. By the way, there is a crowd around us watching; none of those assholes tried to help. He falls on the ground and I am wrestling on top of him. I can get the gun pointed at the back of his head. I pause for a second to think if I should shoot. I don't have faith that I'll get a good chance to take the gun, plus he almost killed me earlier. So I pull the trigger--a spray of blood and its all over.

I stand up a hero. But it doesn't feel right. Instantly I know its a dream. I do the nose RC and I'm dreaming. DAMN IT. I was a hero, I saved the day, and it wasn't even real. (This is one of the few times that I was pissed to find out I was dreaming.)

So I leave the building and get into the back of a car. Someone starts to drive me somewhere. I decide to try and shrink myself. I look at the seat of the car and suddenly it is a giant leather wall. I was about an inch tall. The car stops and the door opens. I go outside and it a long stretch of road in the middle of nowhere (still at night). I want to try and fly. I am so small that the wind should be able to take me. I feel a gust and suddenly I am off. I am flying super fast about a foot above the ground (but I am an inch tall so a foot isn't THAT close).

I land and return to full size. I want to fly again so I look to the starry sky. I try to take off, but nothing happens. I stare up for a few more seconds and look back down. I am hovering at like 3 ft. and then fall back down. I repeat this a few times, and then give up, frustrated.

The dream skips. It is daytime back in Oak Park. I find a car and start racing down the streets. After awhile of gunning it through downtown I get out and look for something else. I use telekinesis to throw the car straight into the air--it never comes back down. I do the same with a street sign.

I start looking for some girls. I find a hot one on the street and start going at it for a bit. Something happens and I have to stop early. Two guys come up and each want to be next. I scoff at them and walk away. Then across the street, in front of the Frank Lloyd Wright Temple is Heather! Finally! So I get up and start fooling around. She has huge boobs and I start (*eye muffs) titty...loving her. It works better than ever before because of their size. I switch positions and eventually I lose her somehow.

Well if I was able to inadvertently summon an old crush, then why not try another? I try to find Mallory. I end up going into a house and asking someone if they knew where her room was. They showed my a room with 4 beds. I dig through a bunch of dressers so I can try and find which bed is hers. Eventually I lose the dream before finding her.