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11-26-2012 -- [Very little notes on this one, and a month late in entering it on the computer, so almost everything is gone. But I have had several other dreams similar to this one that got noted in much greater detail, so there are other places to see the same type of dream.]

Giant fight / chase dream, mostly taking place in a semi-lit warehouse, much like this dream. We're all dodging back and forth between tall racks of boxes and pallets of products, stacked to the ceiling. This one had a lot of Harry Potter characters in the fight, including Neville and the twins.

It starts as nothing more than some physical brawling and chasing, but soon we've got swords and knives, and things are spilling out of the warehouse/department store it started in, and we're now outside the Buena Park Mall. Neville is an ally, and Mr. Weasley seems to have been forced into the role of a reluctant opponent. In the middle of all this stumbles Susan Ivanova, who doesn't know what we're doing, but finds it pretty easy to stay out of harm's way.

[Wish I'd entered this sooner, as I'd probably remember a lot more.]

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11-26-2012 [Same night] -- Can't pull up any memories of how this started, but I seem to be Spider-Man, and I am approaching a seven floor hotel that I have to get into. I am coming at it from the back of the hotel, and between the building and I is a very large swimming pool. I decide I'll try the ol' slingshot maneuver, and shoot out a couple of web lines to some anchors, then pull myself back, and let loose.

I shoot forward with very little force, and am about to belly-flop right into the pool, so I kind of 'super-jump' it. [A type of dream jumping I've had much experience with, where you jump huge distances, by making just a normal jump, and then just willing it not to end, as the jump gets longer and longer.] There was not enough power behind my slingshot, but I just refuse to let myself drop in the pool, and keep drifting closer and closer to the hotel until I end up landing on a balcony somewhere around the third floor.

I climb inside, and quickly take the stairs up to the seventh floor, and when I come out of the stairwell, I barely manage to stay out of sight of my competition on this case ... Shawn and Gus from Psych! The worst thing about these two in this dream is one of them (almost certainly Shawn, because Gus isn't insane enough to do so) is wearing a mini-skirt, which is just wrong!

I take a ladder to the roof / penthouse area to avoid the two of them, and sneak back in right as Gus is leaving the room. (Shawn was already gone.) There are four teen girls here, and I ask them if they know what are the room numbers of the people we're looking for. They give me some clues and point me down a short corridor leading off from the main one.

I move down the corridor to the first room, which is filled with a couple of jacuzzis. There is a couple going at it in the first one. At this point, I already halfway know I am dreaming, even if it never turns fully lucid, and I've already been using tricks like the 'super-jump,' and at this point, I just kind of try to turn it into a sex dream. I don't succeed very well, however.

The second jacuzzi is filled with a bunch of teenish Japanese anime-style girls, and I jump on in, but instead of landing in the hot tub, it kind of stretches and deepens, and I find myself in a large underwater spa, where I have no problem breathing. There are couples all over the place just going at it, and the bits some of them have are very weird. Somehow this entire spa is somehow a good few centuries in the future, and everybody is just ... different. There is one young lady, perfectly formed, blonde, incredible figure, but she is about the size of a house elf! She is incredibly sexy ... but the idea of her trying to get it on with a full-size male ... no!

I finally come across one nice, reasonably attractive lady who seems to be relatively normal, and we get it on, but the lousy dream skips right over that part, and the next thing I know, she's on her way out, and so am I. As I am about to step into the pneumatic tube system that will pump me back to the surface, a nurse steps up to hand me some pills and schedule my next appointment. She tells me she hopes I enjoy my pregnancy, and I glance at the pack of pills in my hand marked something like 'For establishing male pregnancy'. What? Hell no!

I drop the pills on the ground, and almost shoot into the pneumatic tube heading for the surface. But others are blocking the tube, trying to force us back down, and threatening me, so I'm having to force my way back up. Soon I manage to fight my way back to the surface, and back into normal time, though I now have a fake ID showing I am something like 12 years older than I am, because of odd time effects.

I make a comment on time travel, and say something about how I at least don't yet have to deal with the Psi-Corp, when suddenly a nearby speaker activates, spewing forth some sort of political message in Alfred Bester's voice. The Corp is already here!