The first foothold of Arch.

Another centre parcs dream, was quite traumatic, again one of those stressful slowmotion fights I have. WBTB 4.5 hours: 5.15am

Vividness: 8
Recall: 6
Overall: 5

Non-Lucid Lucid Comment
I am at my sixth form common room, everything looks normal, nothing particularly odd, I walk over to the other side of the room and these two girls grab me, sort of feeling me up.
Fade.
I am at a telephone by the side of the road, completely naked except my boxers, I think it's raining but I can't be sure, I look down and there is a woman near my knees, I hear a door open behind me and they both run in, inviting me in.
Fade.
I am at a lodge in centre parcs, my parents have gone out and I have been left with my siblings, outside I hear a rabble of teenagers. I go out to see whats going on.
After a short conversation the thugish brute like boy tells me he wants to party in my house, he is accompanied by two odd looking girls and another, slightly shorter guy.
I don't want my brother and sister hanging around with that sort, I tell them no, but they aren't having any of it, and they push their way in.
The largest teen walks behind my kitchen, helping himself to my food, I get really angry. A voice inside my head says no (it could be my brother or sister) but it's too late, I go slow mo and pick up a large glass and chuck it with all my might at his head. It hits him right between the eyes but barely recoils. He goes down to pick it up and lauches it my way.

This was the dream before my WBTB, so I can't really remember much about it.

There is a tank which has a driver seat and a gun on the back, one person drives one person loads up the gun. The gun takes some sort of paintballs, they look very strange, almost paint suspended in no gravity.

I am having an argument with the other gunner that it should be my go, he is alot bigger than me and pushes me out of the way, we have a fight.