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im part of a staged audience being filmed. we're in the wrong kind of stage hall though. this one is just for speeches. i start yelling about how we should be in the right one and leave. on a wintery soccer field with my brother. we kick around soccerballs. when you kick them, even tap them, they go flying in whatever direction you want them to go. i'm lucid. i kick the balls, and it feels awesome, like i'm david beckham. like i have all the soccer skills in my dreambody, i'm just really good at the sport. my brother and i walk around the fence of the field. i follow him. i try to tell him he's dreaming but i dont think he hears me or something. he climbs up on top of a garage. i follow. from the peak, i can see a huge black wolf (in a totally white snowy background- easy to see) i get afraid but remember its a dream. my attention makes her walk over to me. i get a little afraid. i tell her its a dream. disappear. go away. when i say this, she says it too at the same time. "those tricks dont work on me, i'm not like that" she says and laughs, and a wolf laughing is quite scary. she disappears and i instantly lose lucidity.