Martini562

Despite the title, it has nothing to do with rock music.

16th of March 2011: non-lucid, lucid, extra comment

I'm in some sort of park, fighting off an invasion of some sort, before getting into a car and driving off. Later my dreams seems to restart/respawn me at the park battle, only now there were aliens as well, which were reminiscent of the Flood from Halo, except they behaved more like flying squids, aggressive flying squids. I fight a larger creature, which keeps pounding me to the ground with overpowered attacks.

I find the same car I drove off in earlier in the dream and make my escape. I now find myself in Nazi held territory, where I'm being chased down for some reason (Note that I was no longer in the car at this point). I run into a hotel, where the soldiers stop chasing me. I make my way to the top floor, where a female Nazi officer chases me down through some sort of grid. I make my way back to the stairs and head back down, creating a gap by jumping down flights without loss of speed. I hear people running up the stairs as well, I'm trapped.

I turn around and open a door to a hotel room. Dutch people occupy this room, they tell me they'll get me out of here. I fall asleep. When I wake up, the people are gone. Now Nazi soldiers are in the room, laughing at me, or more specifically about the books in my bag. I get up, walk into the bathroom, and take the books back to my actual bedroom. Where I put them down on my desk.

I presumably woke up at this point.