Trial and Error

There was more to the beginning but I do not remember what it is.

The first part I remember was standing in front of a table with strange displays of different types of dirt in large amounts. We were told to find these worm-like things in the dirt. I saw one sticking out of one of the clumps of dirt and grabbed it. I showed it to whoever was asking us to search for them and he told me that it was the wrong kind and that I was holding a leech. I quickly threw it to the center of the table and began searching again. The worms he was looking for where about half the size and were thicker on one end. There was suddenly (a zelda esk) radar on the left part of the "screen" that showed the leeches as blue dots and the worm things as white dots. I continued gathering until the dream changed.

I was trying to talk to someone (all I remember is that she was a mother) when I had a bad taste in my mouth or something and turned to spit. I spit and spit but it still tasted bad and I felt nauseous. Slowly the spit was getting bigger until it was a stream of liquid, like I was barfing with out hacking, it was just leaking out of me.

The dream shifted, but continued, to me talking on the phone with one of the mothers kids. I forget what she said, but she told me something that made me realize who was the murderer in a current mystery. It was her mother that I had talked to earlier, and her little sister. I run out of the room to a group of people and tell them who the murderer is, but no one is listening. One motions to a little girl, and I know it is the little sister, but she is 3 years old. I am confused and put the phone back to my ear to talk to the girl again, but the line is dead, no static, nothing. I know that she is dead and become frantic, yelling at people to call the police, that she just got killed. No one listens. I tell them that I do not know her address and have no information to tell the police, but I know they do. I beg them to help her but I am ignored again.

I try to go into the settings of my phone to find the address but I can't figure out how to get to the menu. (I am horrible with phones irl) I try to get someone to help me find it an write it down for the police, so I can tell them where she lives. One person gets me a piece of paper and a pencil, but no one helps me with the phone.

I am freaking out because I don't know what happened to her, and what the killer is doing.
I gun shot rings out, a bullet flying past me, and I take off down the hallway, the girls dad in pursuit. I go into the first door I see, close it, and sit against the inside of it. There is a thin window the same height of the door connected to the side of the door frame closer to the door knob. I am sure that it is enough room for him to aim his gun at me and shoot through the glass, but I can not move because he could get in.

I hold still and close my eyes, hoping for him to shoot and for me to die quickly and painlessly, so it could all be over. He does not use his gun but pushes on the door, bending it in like it was elastic, and walks in the door bending back in place.

I am terrified. He stands still and motions to the other room. I know it is a bedroom and I know he plans to rape me. I sit in shock saying "no" over and over to myself.

Luckily I was able to forcibly wake myself up somehow before anything happened.

I was a young boy, and I believe it started on a bus. Me and a teacher, or just adult helping out, were the last two people on the bus. He either threaten to attack me, or attacked me, the beginning of the dream is a bit fuzzy. In any case I spent the whole dream trying to not find myself alone, because I knew he would kill me. I thought about telling someone else, but I figured he would just kill them to.

For whatever reason, the group I was in spent a ton of time on ladders. Putting stuff on shelves, changing lightbulbs and what not. (probably because I am a facilities worker irl.) Some ladders were really tall, none of them were a normal size.

He tried to push me off a few ladders sending me crashing into (luckily) random piles of non-lethal things. I finally refused to go up a ladder without someone else with me. One of the teachers began to realize I was acting strange and got me to tell her what was going on. She decides that we should go and confront him.

We go to his house and knock on the door. He opens the door and without another thought shoots me in the chest. I go tumbling backwards. It was then that I realized that guns and shot were two of my dream themes, and that I must be dreaming.

I suddenly was the teacher, and began to walk towards the guy all terminator style. He continued to shoot, but they just ricocheted off of me. I said "this is a dream, you can't hurt me."

I forget exactally what happened, but I destroyed him.

Another old dream. I write them out as I remember.

It started with me and my mom in some sort of military bunker. We are being led through, and seem to know where we are and why we were there.

Suddenly an alarm goes off and and everyone in the base starts running around getting ready for some sort of invasion. We pass a section where there are a bunch of baby's and some soldiers begin to hide them. It is only then that I realize all the soldiers are women.

I am given a gun and a helmet and I take position with them in the entry way everyone aiming at the large double doors. Everyone seemed so trained, and I was a bit floppy holding a gun, but got in position with them despite.

I wondered what could possibly be coming for the entire base to be up in arms. I ask the person next to me "who is coming?" or something along those lines. She turns to me and says "it's him". I have even less understanding and just turn to the doors which are now rattling.

The doors suddenly burst open letting light engulf the room, three silhouettes coming into view. A few of the girls gasp, some flinch. The men walk in, in the middle stands my dad. He scans the room causing everyone to shiver with fear. They had been so prepared, and were now frozen, unable to act.

He walked in slowly and deliberately singing some creepy version of the ABCs. No one can even mutter a word they are so frightened. I can not believe that they can not defend their own bunker.

My mom, from across the way yells to me "Kill him! Just kill him!"
I say "No I can't just kill him."
She just repeats "Kill him!"

I raise my gun and aim it for his head. Right when I get a shot he turns and looks me in the eye. His gaze scares me and I shoot. It impacts his temple and he swings around but does not even loose balance. I shoot him in the head again, he flings around again, ending up facing me again. He looks into my eyes and says "I love you" and falls to the ground dead.

I begin shaking and drop my gun in shock. I am traumatized and having a meltdown.
Everyone begins to cheer. A few gather around me patting me on the back, congratulating me. My mom says "good job" and I just brush her off. They keep coming to congratulate me but I am just trying to get away, ashamed at what I had done.

The dream started off with me and my roommates (dream roommates) having a clean house.
For no reason Justin Bieber shows up (I got a strong urge to tell him that I could kill 28 Biebers if a swarm of them attacked me according to a quiz online ). He has his whole team of security making sure that everything goes smoothly while he stays with us, but nobody knows why he is there, and none of us like him.

As the dream progresses our dogs (some I have had irl some that I haven't) begin to mess up the house. They were jumping on things and breaking things, until the house was a wreck.
The Bieber security showed up and got us basically arrested.

There was somewhat of a dream skip but it kept going.

We were outside of this facility where we had been taken and the same guys that had dragged us out of the house were behind this strange wall (we could see through it , but it was a wall) aiming firearms at us. There were four of us standing in a square. We seemed to know what is happening, but I was still confused.

They shot one of the people in front with some kind of dart, causing them to collapse on the ground, and proceeded until all of us were shot and paralyzed. My body was so heavy that I could only move my neck a little. I watched as they, starting with the same person, shot a different dart. The first person shot was still for a moment, but then began seizing violently. My heart started going as I realized that my turn was coming up. They shot the second person, the same pause, then seizing. I began to hyperventilate, but was still unable to move as they laid their sights on me, and fired. I knew what was coming, but and began seizing.

A majority of the dream was many more darts in the same fashion, each one aching as it stuck into my body, each one with a strange side effect.

After a while they took us into a room, some kind of rest room to keep us until it started again. I tried to walk around, but was unable to keep myself erect, all my limbs seeming heaving, and my vision failing me. I could not keep my balance so I sat down, continuously complaining about our treatment and how it was to severe. No one was listening.

Some kind of dream skip, but it continued. I think there was an inferred few more cycles of the shootings and the rest room.

I don't know if we escaped, but I want to say we were released. We exited the strange room through some kind of tube into a system of tubes and chambers unknown to us. (They were somewhat of a mix between the tube transports from the show "futurama" and play places at Mcdonalds, only made out of several different materials) The two of us (don't know what happened to the other two) began climbing randomly through, still feeling horrible, and being extremely disoriented.

We finally find an exit and find ourselves in a world we do not recognize. A futuristic world, were we seem out of place. We suspect we have actually been held for several years and that the world has changed during our captivity.

I then have a false awakening in my bed at home and begin seizing again. I freak out thinking my dream was trying to wake me up before it happened. I calm myself down enough to sit up, by body still pulsating. I see my laptop siting in my bed showing research of the strange technology that I had seen in the dream.

I think to myself "Oh my God, the technology is real." and then I wake up for real.

(in the same week as Golden Gate Death, a previous dream)

It starts off as a school stress dream. Me and one of my friends from my class have our final (during finals week) and we can't find a place to print our papers. etc.

The dream shifts

My friend is still there, I am pretty sure he is just a carry over from the previous dream.

We are taken hostage, by a man with a gun. He is wearing a white shirt and has black hair. He is having small talk with my friend about something. I tell him something like "you wont get away with this."

In the distance I can hear a fancy party going on. All I can see are shadows, and hear feint music and talking. I say something like "you can fire that gun because they'll hear you." He says something like "oh yeah..."
He shoots me in the stomach. I don't feel the pain but I feel wet, and I feel it extend as a bleed.
The party continues to go on with no one noticing. I am confused on how they could not hear something so loud.

I try to get their attention, and yell "Help!" I feel myself become weaker.
No response. I feel my body being drained, I am getting tired, but I know if I fall asleep I'll die.
"help.." I yell noticeably quieter. The gunman mocks me. "You can never reach them now"

I know I am going to die no matter what now, it is to late to save me. But I can at least not let that asshole get away with just shooting me and going on his merry way.

I take a deep breath and prepare myself "HELP!!" I scream until the fabric of the dream fades and I wake up saying "help"

I felt empty all day...

(from years ago)
(I could feel everything)

I was late for history class and was running to try and make it. I open the door to see that everyone is there and the classroom is different. The right side is the room is a normal almost cliche looking classroom setting, but starting a little right of the middle of the room a circular section of the classroom was replaced with water that extended into a vast ocean on the right. In the distance (still close enough to see clearly) there were a row of large arcs facing toward the classroom.

My first thought is: "Crap I didn't study!" (apparently an arc with oceans is some kind of exam XD)
It is my turn to "take the exam" only there are a bunch of steps I have to go through first in order to complete it.
I am partnered with a random kid from class, and the first think we have to do is attack each other with a series of kung fu moves while underwater. (I assume this was part of not studying since I did not know what they were or what the objective was). Whoever had the edge would get a head start to the arc, and the object of the "exam" was to blow up the arc before the opponent.

The teacher sees I do not know what I am doing and sighs. He begins to explain the kung fu moves again, but briefly. I feel confident that I understand. Their are 3-5 strikes in all (I can specifically remember) the last one being an upper cut, bringing both players to the surface. I stand their waiting for it to start, and as soon as it does he hits me with all the strikes in quick succession before I can even swing my arm and find my self floating with swirly eyes on the surface of the water as he swims toward the arcs.

I get my equilibrium back and swim slowly for the arcs. I figure he has a head start anyway so why hurry and get myself tired. I get to the arc and rest my hand on it. This is the point I realize "Hey, I'm dreaming. I don't need to do anything special to blow up this arc if I want. I can just punch it and it will blow!" When my arms was fully cocked and ready to release a huge punch, I forgot I was dreaming and punched the boat with my ineffective assault. It hurt: "Ouch! Why would I do that. Why would I punch a boat?!" (This was funny when I woke up for real XD) Now that the fact it is a dream is forgotten I move on. I see there is a ladder to my left and climbed to the deck.

At first all I see is my face in shock, then I get a look at the deck and it is covered with different kinds of guns. I realized that my opponent had about a 10min head start and was probably decked out with guns right at that moment. I looks around but did not see where he was. I reached down slowly to grab on of the guns, and a bullet shot right through my fore arm. I fell to the ground to avoid getting shot more and grabbed a gun per hand. He was suddenly dressed like Neo from the Matrix practically and as I had predicted, armed with tons of guns.

We exchanged heavy fire. I was shot 6 times in all (right forearm, left side, right calf, right shoulder area, left thigh, and another place I don't remember) and I got him twice before he fell back below deck. He might have thought I was dead, or would die, but I was not sure.

I followed him down a ladder into the ship, but he had already gone into a different room. In the room is a bed with sheets and a blanket and a table covered with teddy bears. I was confused and walked toward the table. I heard a rustling in the other room, so I darted under the bed, and peered out from underneath the hanging sheets. He came out of the door and up to where the teddy bears were. He opened one up and I could see that it was filled with C4. I was shocked that he would be cheating so epically and decided to try and trap him with his own trap. I came out from under the bed quietly and began to ascend the ladder, he heard my footsteps and tried to grab me to keep me in the ship. I kicked him down off the ladder and climbed onto the deck. I shut the top and ran into a leap off the ship into the ocean. I landed with a big splash, and felt the pain of salt water in my wounds. I heard the ship about to blow, and began to swim for my life. It blew. The explosion become a extending golden sphere that was growing fast. I was getting tired. I finally was so exhausted that I just curled up in a ball for protection under the water and hoped for the best. The explosion creeped up to an inch or so away from me before it receded.

I swam to the pier where my friends helped me out of the water.

After I woke up every place I had been shot was a large dense muscle cramp and I had to get in a hot shower to ease the pain. It was worth it though because I passed my exam as far as I know XD