Astaroth

I am in front of my actual school, on the floor. It's so cold and there's too much wind. The scene is similar to Silent Hill, but there're no ashes falling. I see a friend of mine in the window, walking. Another friend is on the roof of the school, then she jumps. I don't understand anything and expect her to die, but she just arrives to the floor and continues walking towards me.

How did you do that? - I ask her. My other friend appears in this moment. I ask them both to stay because I feel strange and I'm scared. ''Wait...could this all be a dream?'' - I think and do a reality check by counting fingers, but it doesn't work. No, I'm pretty sure that I am dreaming, so I do a second reality check by pinching my nose. I can breathe and get lucid.

I tell them that this is a dream and they get angry at me. They start punching me and I call my subconscious. A big blue brick wall appears flying towards us. ''Why the hell is a wall flying'' - I think. Suddenly I find myself in my old house. I start calling my subconscious again, but nothing happens. When I'm about to give up I start calling the dream representative, but he doesn't either appear. ''I'm dreaming, and I know that I am dreaming, but this all seems less 'real' after waking up'' - I think while going to the first floor. I stare at the window of the living room and see my neighbours.I go upstairs again and find myself in another place again. ''I have to try LSD here.'' - I think and imagine how papers of LSD appear in my pocket. I take them all but nothing appears until I reach the top, when I start to see colors and 3D images.

When I open the door that's in front of me I am in a restaurant. A big modern restaurant, which also seems quite expensive. There's a couple having dinner, a guy and a gorgeous blonde woman. ''Haha you guys look so happy, do you want to learn how to fly?'' - I tell them, but they don't hear me, so I grab her with her chair and throw her to the street (it looks like we a are at a 30th floor). Noooo! - He screams, bu t instantly he continues eating. I continue walking and see a friend of mine having dinner too, but he's alone. ''Hey, what are you doing here?'' - I ask him, taking a sit. Nothing, having dinner with a friend of mine who's in the bathroom. - He answers to me. I give him a hug and wake up.

Shit, it's almost 8 AM and I'm still in bed. A friend of mine is yelling at me for no reason, ''what the hell is she doing here at 8 AM?''. I get out of bed and start to organize the books I need for today. ''It's 8:06, I'm so late''.
''What are you still doing here? Get out, I've to go to school! - I say going downstairs.'' I go to the kitchen to drink something and look the watch again. ''Still 8:06? Weird, but perfect''. ''Hey wait, this may be a dream''.
I do a RC by counting my fingers and I have 6 in each hand, okay, I'm dreaming.

I stabilize the dream by touching everything to make sure that it doesn't fade away. I start saying out loud: ''Dream's representative! I need to talk with you!''. After walking a little in my house I go into the living room and see him there, in the sofa, reading some papers. I examine him; he's an old man, with a majestic moustache and a strong voice. ''Are you the representative?'' - I ask him. Yes, he answers to me while he gives me his hand.
I take a sit and start touching the sofa to make sure I don't lose lucidity.
''Why don't you have facial hair?''. I start laughing out loud. ''Why the hell is he asking me that?''. ''Uhm, I don't know, I simply don't have it naturally''. He starts thinking and I get impressed by how real everything is. After meditating my question, I ask it.

''What can you tell me about me and this dream world?''. He starts to stroke his moustache and when he's about to say something, I wake up.