RareCola

Italic Text = Personal Thoughts
Normal Text = Non-Lucid Segment
Purple Text = Lucid Segment

I had woken up multiple times today, each time failing to achieve any kind of dream recall. I decided to do my WBTB 30 minutes later than normal just to test it out as I hadn't been having any luck with my previous time. I figured I may as well attempt a WILD so I get relaxed and begin my attempts, only I drift into sleep by accident.

I find myself in some kind field, somewhat resembling the field I had been previously dream incubating, only with many more trees surrounding the area. There's a gathering of sorts between myself and friends I know from the internet, everybody's hugging and greeting each other. At one point, one of my friends who happens to upload vlogs to YouTube pulled out his video camera and began recording the event, a tall guy wearing all black and sporting an afro who I don't seem to recognise makes a remark about how crazy my friend must be for talking to a camera, and how he could never do such a thing.

As the gathering gets in full swing, I realise I am one of the shortest people here, being only 5'6" it isn't an uncommon thing for me. I begin to get anxious that everybody is taller than me, which is strange as I'm usually perfectly content with my height in real life. I'm fighting my way through the crowds of people who are all chatting. I end up bumping into this guy, dirty-blonde medium-length hair, sporting a scruffy beard of the same colour and bright green eyes. He also seems to be concerned that everybody else is much taller than he is, he's about my height, maybe a little shorter.

I seem to instantly bond with this guy, we have a pretty lengthy conversation which I've completely forgotten now. We decide to split away from the group, as we're walking away we're playfully fooling around. I should mention that I'm bisexual. I hear a voice from behind make a remark about "guys in love" but choose to ignore it. I rest my head on his shoulder and he turns his head and looks me at my directly with his green eyes and i'm taken aback by how perfect he looked in that moment.

We end up beside a stream, he sits down on the sloping grass just beside the river and I follow his lead. I get lost in conversation (which again I have forgotten) as well as sound of the running water from the nearby stream. Things blur, my vision fades and before I know it the dream had a complete scene change

I'm in the living room of my house with all the people from the gathering, including the nameless dirty-blonde haired guy. We again decide to split from the group and head into the kitchen where we're discussing what's happening. I recall a familiar voice say "Hello" as she walks in the door. A bright red haired lady with a long face and somewhat haunting. I place the voice with the woman from the field who made the remark about us being in love.

She suggests a game of Truth or Dare, although she calls the game something else at the time, but I forget precisely what she called it. We decide to take her up on her offer, and it's my turn first, I pick truth. She begins going into scientific detailing of the specific names of genitalia for transexual people, I blame the genitalia conversation from IRC the night before this lucid dream. When she's finished, she asks if either of us are transexuals, to which we truthfully respond "No".

For some reason, there is a strange shift in the entire dream here. I seem to have two consciousnesses. My dream self and my waking conscious self floating around in the head of my dream self. All three of us begin discussing the "game", something my dream self seemed to understand, but I had no idea what this "game" was all about.. We start detailing why each of us wants the prize money from the game and it turns out that the red-haired woman actually has a really good cause, she intended to use all of the prize money to repair the world after the chaos. Again something my dream self seemed to realise, but I was amiss as to what this chaos was.

Dirty-blonde-haired guy states that, if he wins, he will donate all of the money to red-haired girl to help with her cause. This leads to all of us eventually teaming up as a group in this "game". We start discussing strategy and state how the prize fund gets bigger with each person that gets kicked out of the game.

My mum, who for some strange reason was the organiser of these games, walked into the kitchen just as we were mentioning how the outside world seemed to have died down as of late and how we're currently safe in this house. I'm still unsure of exactly what these games were about or what they involved, and what had caused the outside "chaos", but dream self had no problems knowing what it was all about. My mum quickly corrects us, saying how we're fooling ourselves if we believe that.

She guides dirty-blonde-haired guy and red-haired woman to the window in the living room, while I hang around in the kitchen momentarily to clean up some mess. I soon follow after and both of them are breaking down on the sofa, crying. An overwhelming sense of worry takes over and I rush to the window and am in shock at what I see.

Cars are turned over in the streets, houses are on fire and there are burnt corpses laying on the ground. Any people that aren't burnt to a crisp are crawling along the floor, grasping on to the last ounces of life. I ask my mum if I can go upstairs to get a better look out the upstairs window, when all of a sudden it hits me.

I begin thinking, this can't be real, I know it's a dream. I lift my hands and my vision begins to blur but I try my hardest to focus and count my fingers, there are far more than there should be and I know for sure that it's a dream. I begin getting excited, I can't decide what to do first.

I notice the dream seems to be continuing regardless, my mum is already walking up the stairs and for now I decide that I want to continue on with the dream. I follow her up the stairs and into her bedroom, she stops momentarily to slip off her shoes, mentioning how she doesn't want to get the carpet dirty before walking up to the window.

I decide to break away from the dream here and get a good view, I walk straight up and through the wall, finding it much easier to will myself through the wall unlike my first lucid where I got stuck. I also went straight into flying after passing through, instead of falling down to the ground first.

I am again shocked at the detailing of the world around me. The trees are bright green and full of detail, the fires blaze and I can vividly hear the screams for help from the dying people. I fly down the street but seem to struggle to stay up in the air, I slowly descend and try to adjust my body into a position that can fly the best.

I'm low enough now that I am obscuring the cars on the road, there's a truck behind me honking its horn, obviously wanting me to get out of the way. I turn around and decide to use telekinetic powers to flip the truck over and it's completely destroyed on impact.

I continue flying down the road, and round onto the other street which joins onto mine. I again flip over another car and I seem to accidentally flip it right on top of this innocent car on the side of the road. I begin to feel guilty and go over to help this guy out of his car. He has about 5 young children and insists on fetching a doctor to help. I inform him that I could heal, knowing I'm dreaming and that I could just will their health into existence.

Regardless, he insists on getting a doctor. He steals a nearby car and I leap in just as he's driving off trying to get him to listen. The spinning of the car and being disorientated seems to kick me out of lucidity. I fall out the car, he drives off and I become completely non-lucid.

Everything is incredibly blurry from this point. I remember flashes of staying with the children, the guy coming back with a doctor and then being in a hospital as the guy is reunited with his wife and they're told that all of the children will be okay.

I fade back into waking life and the dream is over.