Dreamlog

Flight Over The Forest Chasm:
I'm in a forest with giant trees, standing on a leaf.
The leaf is strong enough to support my weight.
The setting reminds me a bit of my childhood front yard, but sized up (or with me sized down).
Out of habit, I perform a nose reality check and become lucid.
In front of me, I see a large chasm. I decide to fly over it.
I make it to another leaf across the chasm without issue.
I start to think about whether I should stabilize.
But I lose lucidity shortly after.


Overlooking the Chasm.

Went to bed around 11:30.

The Hallway Theater
I'm at my highschool between the P building and S building. It's snowing outside.
I'm running late to English class. I'm concerned that I will be reprimanded for reading Harry Potter for my assignment because I have already read it.
I reason that the choice is valid because my perspective will be different. I've gone through a lot of growth since the last time I've read it, political stance and puberty among those changes.
...
I'm in an upstairs hallway that resembles S building, but it is much more narrow.
Still running late to class.
Hilary Clinton, wearing a blue suit, is power-walking behind me.
I slow down and let her pass by, wanting to avoid an interaction.
This tactic succeeds and I reach a dark section of the hallway.
There are three rows of seats, split into two sections.
It's some kind of Hallway Theater.
My classmates are there so I sit down at the left section near the back.
My friend D and a girl run by and I hear them say something indicating they are running late.
"Ya'll need to get it together!" I say as they speed by.
I get some laughs from the class for this.
"Those are my best friends," I tell them, wanting to show I wasn't bullying random people.
A couple people I was friends with in highschool (underclassmen from my senior year combination rackets class) S and possibly J, look back at me.
I'm concerned that they are upset because I specified others as my 'best' friends, but they appear content.
...
We're still in the Hallway Theater, but now there are VR headsets hanging from the ceiling.
Classmates are putting them on so I do the same.
There is a floating UI option for lives, and I set it to zero. It applies to the entire class.
A pong game begins within a shared AR space, and somebody gets scored on.
That person dies.
Fear spreads and everyone starts taking the headsets off.
Not wanting to allow anyone else to be killed by game, one person is ordered to keep playing so that nobody else gets scored on.
...
Kris, Suzie, and Ralsei from Deltarune are in a VR-generated forest environment.
The trees are massive and reach to the heavens.
I'm playing this game as Kris. I think D and the girl may have been the other two.
We are exploring as a team, and trying to eliminate other players.
I set up an ambush and direct my team to sneak nearby.
I creep my neck past a branch we are standing on and see two tanks.
The tanks are the opposing players' avatars.
I spring into action, and appropriate battle music plays.
I transform into a woman in a military uniform wearing a beret and open fire on the tanks.
Recorded around 8:30AM on waking.