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12-11-2010 -- [Warning, very slight sex, hopefully handled in such a way to be no worse than a PG-13 rating] I am driving on a narrow, crowded carnival midway, approaching a midway version of Knott's Parachute Jump mounted on the back of a truck. I am driving very fast, and realize I have no way to stop a car in the space remaining without killing somebody or crashing, so I mentally transform the car into a motorcycle, and send it into a tremendous skid, squealing the tires and coming to a stop well less than a foot from the short line for the ride, causing the people to gasp in fright.

The ride, itself, is a single parachute unit, with the exact cage used to hold people from Knott's Berry Farm. There is no Sky Cabin, just a tower raised on the truck to the same height as the real parachute jump. The bad guy shoves the girl I am trying to rescue into the cage, and starts the ride, and they quickly begin to rise. I grab a short canvas strap hanging from the underside of the cage and rise into the sky after them, trying to climb the strap and make it into the cage.

By the time we get far into the sky, I succeed, and I'm so angry at the crook who is trying to torture the girl (who I think is Juliet from Psych) that I give him a tremendous kick to the head and decapitate him. The parachute opens up, and we drift back down to the ground, where I toss out his now lifeless body.

I head off, and more Psych people are showing up in the dream, though they are not part of the Santa Barbara PD, but instead work for the FBI. I know a couple of the agents have gone rogue, and I am trying to figure out which ones. I decide to hide in a bathroom stall, hoping to overhear something. I enter a stall, drop my pants, and sit down, so things will look proper if somebody checks under the stall door, then I wait. Oddly, it seems to be a unisex restroom, because there are some women coming in to use some of the stalls around me.

As I am sitting there, the partitions of the stalls keep changing and getting shorter. Soon you can see the heads and torsos of the people in the other stalls, though the partitions are still enough to hide the bottom half of people. There is an attractive woman in the stall next to me who for some reason decides to remove her sweater. She is wearing nothing underneath, and has a very attractive bosom. As I am admiring it, she changes to Juliet, and she leans over and rests her head on my shoulder (both of us still sitting on our separate toilets) and I do a little slight exploring of that nice chest, while she groans appreciatively.

The reason I am here is to try and spy on Lassiter, who I think is the traitor, and eventually he has come through and revealed a little bit of the plan, so we're now on the move, skulking after him, trying to learn more. I am thinking how it would be nice to have a TARDIS, and thinking that I ought to find and borrow the Doctor's, take it for however many years I want to use it, then return it just seconds after I have taken it, so that my use of it does not interfere with the Doctor's using it.

I think that I will program it, while I have it, so that it will come to me where and when I first got it, so that I don't have to go looking for it, forming a time paradox (much like Harry and Hermione did in one of the fan fics I read which gave them a headache trying to figure out how they got it in the first place), and thinking of doing it is enough to cause the paradox, so that now I do have a TARDIS to use. I find myself thinking how cool it would be to do a Five Doctors kind of story, interacting with several Doctors, but remembering I will have to make sure our TARDISes never come together.

Anyway, we have trapped a perp in a hotel room, and we're approaching and ready to bust in. The guy we're chasing is a combination of Reid from Criminal Minds and Johnny Depp, and as we break into his apartment, and the others move into the bedroom to catch him, in the living room I spot Spuds McKenzie laying on his back in front of the TV chugging a beer, which is really weird. I warn him to stay out of things, and he can barely focus on me, and gives a drunk bark, and I figure he's too drunk to be a problem. Odd thing for a dog.

We caught Reid, and soon I am with somebody driving down a very narrow alley, with other vehicles parked in it, and I am worried that somebody will suddenly pop out of a space and cause an accident, but thankfully nobody does. I'm carrying four or five books. I think one is the Doctor's 500 year journal, and another is a Marvel Masterworks (X-Men, I think, but I'm not sure), plus a couple of other things.

Somewhere there is a scene standing outside of a TARDIS, talking with the Doctor. I knock out Juliet for her protection, and teleport her into the TARDIS, while two different K-9s displaced in time are talking to one another. Don't quite know where or how this fits into the story, but the scene was there.

We're now being chased by Lassiter, and I think we've accomplished most of what we needed to accomplish, so I'm trying to figure out how to make my getaway. I run into a small wooded area, and find a small hole in the ground, right underneath the edge of a sidewalk. I am thinking it is the entrance to a huge cave like Mammoth, even though the hole is so small that most people wouldn't think you could fit through it.

I'm thinking about trying to slither through it when water comes bubbling up to within a few inches of the top of the small pit the hole is located in. I look at a drain a few feet away, and I can see water rising in the drain, then vanishing again and bubbling up in the pit, kind of like a double sink can do in odd ways when the drainage pipe is blocked. The second time the water backs up in the pit, I realize it could overflow, and my books are on the ground right around it, so I head over to pick them up.

As soon as I think of it, the water does overflow, and catches a couple of the books, ruining them. I decide on the spur of the moment that the ruined 500 year journal was only a copy I'd made, and as soon as I think it, it is so. I leave the ruined book, since it is now a copy, and the original is safe in my possession. I know Lassiter will find the book, and be convinced I was drowned in the cave, and therefore will no longer be chasing me, and I wander off.

[This dream was not lucid, I never realized I was dreaming. But I was incredibly powerful in this dream, because all I had to do was think of things to change things, like the journal being a copy, the car turning into a motorcycle, or more or less using a mental paradox to create a TARDIS. Very cool dream.]