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DJ Log: September 19, 2010 – Mid-afternoon nap, 2:00PM (USA Eastern)
Text color legend: · NON-DREAM · NOTES · DREAM · LUCID ·

I find myself falling from high in the pitch black sky. There is a small white dot far below me, which becomes larger as I fall. Once close enough, the white dot is a rainbow colored swirling pool. The colors are super bright and extremely vivid. Once I got closer to the pool, my whole field of vision was completely saturated with white light. This was the dream's exit.

Wow, what a crazy weird night. I recalled 5 dreams from all 5 sleep cycles, all non-lucid. This is the second night ever that I've recalled a dream from the first cycle. Maybe I have broken through that barrier.

These dreams are irregular for me. They have scenes and characters that are familiar but I've never recalled dreaming about them before. It must be because of the book I'm reading "Dreamgates." And there's more weirdness that I'll note along with each dream.

0155: Sleep. Before falling asleep, I was in a very imaginative state. Zeo reports 20 minutes of wake before dropping into light sleep. It wasn't a dream and I don't think it was hypnagogic hallucinations. I didn't see any sensory imagery, just internal visualization. I was just day dreaming but it was very easy maintain the dreamplot. It seemed to flow on it's own. I imagined other characters and they seemed to speak and act without my influence. I was looking for a path or portal into the dream world. I met two French girls, Juliette and Maire who I invited to follow me into the dream world. We wandered around, asking people where to find the portal. But we didn't find anything. I remember I was still awake when I changed positions in bed and I no longer felt I was in the daydream.

0350: B. First cycle dream. It was blurry and jumpy but extremely personal and emotional. This is the first time I've ever recalled dreaming about Jen (ex-girlfriend of two years) which is odd because she was such an important part of my life for so long. And there's the whole father drama. I work for some company. The workplace is a house. It reminds me of my godparents' house. My sister, Dave work there and also... Jen?! I don't think I even saw her but but I strongly feel her presence. I am slacking off from work. I show up late. I'm unreliable. Dave is sitting in a wide hallway with a big laptop on his lap. He's waiting for my father but he hasn't arrived and everyone is worried. I feel disgusted. So typical. I think it is because he is unreliable too. Then I learn my father is a key witness in a criminal case and the criminals are hunting him. I still feel no empathy. He's in a car chase. My sister is listening to the radio or TV for news updates.

I go to the kitchen and lay down on the tile. Two cats (or dogs?) come near me. I grab food out of their bowl and pour it on the floor in front of them. Jen's workstation is in the kitchen but she isn't here. I sense she is out to lunch. I look over some papers laying on the floor that she was working on. It looks like geometry homework. I see a bunch of triangles that are paired in twos to form quadrilaterals.

My sister says my father wants to get into police custody. I think "Good, so he can go back to prison." But he actually wants their protection. Mel warns me that he may have been killed but that hasn't been confirmed. I wake up but it takes me a while to realize where I am. I'm feel strong emotions. It feels like the dream happened hours ago and I've been in bed thinking about it for all that time, but it was actually only moments ago. This is the first time in a while that I had to remind myself that "it was just a dream" to calm me down.

0520: Back to sleep after begin awake since the last dream. I got up and read "Dreamgates" for a while to get my mind off the last dream.

0630: C. I'm in a war that looks like Vietnam-era. We are fighting against our own people in two teams with real ammunition and death. It's like capture the flag. Each team is defending an old warehouse in an area that seems like an improvised airfield. The warehouses are full of crates, barrels, guns, ammunition and explosives. Hugh is on my team. The other people on both teams are familiar but I can't put names to them. Some a definitely women. I feel upset because our team is losing. The other team keeps raiding and retreating our warehouse, killing a few people at a time.

I grab a rifle and load it with explosives rounds (but later they don't explode). It's a bold-action clip-feed rifle with just four rounds per clipl more of a WWII-era gun but whatever. I start kicking ass with Hugh's help. We kill everyone on the other team. Only Hugh and I are left. We stand over a dead body and look at a black and white map. It looks like the US with some states shaded in pencil. I distinctly remember the shape of West Virginia.

0810: D. I don't remember where I am. Two groups of friends compete for my attention. One group is drinking Scotch. The other is going to meet Hugh's work colleagues. I choose the Scotch. Something illegible about email? We ditch the other group by stopping the elevator and getting off on a different floor.

0850: B. Zeo shows a short sleep cycle for this one. Maybe it was kind of a DEILD from the previous REM period. Either way, this was a long dream. Some very unusual characters in this one, especially Megan who I've been trying to dream about for several weeks in a different scenario. I start out at work. I'm generating some codes. Then I go to help some girl with her computer. Chris finds me and says "You need to file an AC-10 expense report for those codes." I say, "OK, I'll do it first thing after lunch."

I exit the office. Outside it's suddenly a school yard like my junior high. It's crowded with people. An old friend from middle school (can't remember his name) comes up and hands me a wad of cash. He has short spiky hair and wears braces. He wants me to launder the money by generating codes at work. I tell him it will be harder now because of the expense reports. The crowd disperses as people go to class. The bell rings. I'm late for class but I'm not worried at all.

I walk up some outdoor stairs and walk through a covered hallway. It's suddenly raining and this part of the school is under construction. There are clear plastic tarps everywhere covering stuff. I walk through this towards my classroom. I walk past a group of cheerleaders in the hallway. They are wearing white shirts with the sleeves rolled up and black shorts. The one talking is Megan from high school. She's saying that she didn't have a cell phone all summer and it totally sucked. I walk past them and enter my class room.

The room and teacher are like one I remember from middle school. I'm very late but no one cares because I'm always late. In the row of desk near the door, I see Britney Spears and another female singer, maybe Beyonce. I play it cool and walk past them to my normal seat in back, next to Britney. Chris is sitting at the far corner of the room and I'm reminded of the AC-10 expense reports for work. The teacher hands out kevlar vests to everyone. I have no clue why. He also passes around a slip of paper with two rows of numbers handwritten on it. It's a secret code to activate the kevlar vest. The paper gets pass to me by Britney next to me. I look at it. It's long. Part of it looks something like 1120621. I say obnoxiously and playfully loud: "Holy shit. How am I suppose to memorized this? It's got all kinds of one's and two's." Britney and the other singer laugh and look at me. I look at them and say playfully: "Holy shit, Pop Stars. What are you doing here." I notice they are wearing the same outfit as the cheerleaders outside. They are cheerleaders and are only sitting in this class to be out of the rain.

1052: C. This is a crazy absurd dream which is weird for this time of night. It jumped around a lot too. Usually my weird dreams are in the first half of the night and the second half are more literal. I'm caring for a child. Maybe he is my own son. His name is David. He grows abnormally fast, like the movie Jack. He's a 5-year-old boy in the body of a 30-year-old man. He wants to learn about lucid dreaming. I send a post card to my mother telling her about this interest.

I have a strange encounter at a doctor's office. The doctor, male, says he isn't going to treat David any more. There's also a female nurse in the room. I have to take David home.

Now I'm with a bunch of high school classmates at a miniature golf course. There is also at least one work colleague there too and some unfamiliar faces. I think David is there, but I'm not really watching him. Everyone is playing golf, but instead of golf balls and clubs we use pinecones and dice that we roll with our hands. Of course, these things don't roll very well. There's about 20 people playing at the same time on the same hole, so everyone is blocking each other and also people are playing out of turn. But I'm pretty good with the pinecone. On the last hole, it's my turn to roll and everyone watches with anticipation. But one extremely hot girl is bent seductively over the hole. She is unfamiliar. She is brunette with a tight red tank top over a killer rack. Maybe she's wearing sunglasses. Of course, I miss my shot. I say "I was distracted."

I started off back at my school(DS) and instantly became lucid without dream signs! I wasn't screwing around anymore. It was time to fricking blow the hell out of the Romans and save my Mandalorians. I went outside, and chose from the strongest and most athletic people in the school. We all suited up and I summoned the Romans. And they had modern technology again. So, our first opponent was the hovercraft. I took out my signature Westar-33 Blaster Pistols. We all fired upon the hovercraft. Our attacks were useless. Then, a thought occured to me: Jet-pack rockets! Of course! I bent down, rocket pointing at the hovercraft. I fired, and the craft took a mighty blow. I fired another. This proved to be most effective. Everyone began firing rockets at the craft. It soon went down. It crashed, and exploded, making a huge crater. Now, we could see the prison camp. Romans began pouring out. We began firing. We quickly eliminated them, even though they had blaster rifles. Now, a giant mechanical Roman fifty feet tall landed. No problem, with all of our fire power...
Now thousands of Roman soldiers poured out of the prison camp. "Soldiers," I said."You handle the soldiers...I'll take the robot..." Even though there was only about three-hundred of us, our armor was resistant to blaster bolts, so it'd take a lot to beat us. It was like the Battle Of Thermopylae all over again. This battle was the most epic display I've ever seen in my thirteen years of life. I've never seen so much blood, gore, guts and sweat then this very moment. Seriously. I had finally run out of ammo. However, the mechanical Roman was pretty weak. Then, I remembered I still had one jet-pack rocket. I bent over and aimed at the mighty robot. I fired...and hit the robot. He tumbled over and exploded. I got up. I realized I was only person standing now. All the Romans and Mandalorians(my classmates) were dead. I freed my other soldiers. We took a moment of silence for our fallen. I then awoke...victorious.

Not a lot to report as far as dreams last night. mostly just some fragments. One i can remember very clearly though and it was a FA:

I woke up and sat up in bed. i noticed the candle on the table was still lit, and walked over to blow it out. but the lid on the jar was sealed. i turned around to tell my wife, when i realized that a candle can't stay lit in a jar with the lid on.

I don't remember anything after that.


DILD Class HW:

<@puffin> 1) pick three of the above reality checks and explain the pros and cons of each.

Nose Plug: While very simple, and easy to remember sometimes it dose not work. Several people have stating passing a nose plug RC in a dream.

Location RC: This could work splendidly if you dream about the location you visit on a daily basis, but this would not work for me. My dreams take place in places resembling those from my past like my parents house, or my home town. I have not seen either in about 2 years so remembering to RC when seeing them would be nearly impossible since i never see them...

Reading RD: I'm sure trying to read a webdings book would be key number 1 that you were dreaming, however if you are so into your dream that you can understand the gibberish this RC would pass. This would also fail to work if there was nothing to read at your current location.


<@puffin> 2) why is it better to question reality everywhere, and not just when something specific happens?

Because you could be dreaming about something from real life, or having a FA. I once had a dream i was out shopping in my home town. I didn't even think to question reality because it was something I was used to. In order to really become aware you're dreaming you need to question everything even if the same thing happens at the same time every day like the mail man delivering mail..

Length: 15 min remembered.
Non-dream Dream

This is very fragmented but I'll write what I can.

Anthony and Jimmy came over, It was the middle of the night, they came up to my door and asked if I had weed. "Yeah, come on in, be quiet." Turns out, behind them there was another 5-7 people. I thought oh shit, but just gave the be quiet sign to them.

We all (surprisingly quietly might I add) went downstairs and sat down. I decided to go get some food, and everyone came up with me, everyone was decently loud this time. We all just sort of stood upstairs, and then my dad came down (from upstairs, to the middle floor, I have upstairs, middle, and basement).

He said something like "don't be bad" but he surprisingly didn't give a shit about the 9 or so kids right next to me. I was perplexed, but just told everyone to go to the basement.

Once in the basement, I checked my spot for my stash. It was hidden behind something by a bar (alcoholic, not structural), and instead, it was out in the open on the bar, except there was no weed, only my homemade steamroller. I went back and said my dad stole my weed, then one of the guys said anthony was hiding it from me. Anthony pulled out a gallon baggy with a few grams in it.

I think they started smoking it, and I think I took two shots of vodka, but I might have just memory lapsed into this scene. Me and Anthony went to a door where a water pump normally was in our basement. When we went through it it turned out that we were in a suite, a hotel, and there was some fancy stuff there. It was sort of the bathroom, but it was huge, there was onl y one toilet in another room, and it looked pretty shitty (ha). I noticed there were two people I know, and I saw 2 old guys in a hot tub. I said "Dude, I have to get into that hot tub, I would be sooo drunk!"

That's all of it. Notes: I was high and drunk when I fell asleep today. I know it's bad form to drink 2 nights in a row at my age, but it was a special occasion. It's 09/19/10.

What a great way to kick off my next 50 entries! Yay! First LD in a while. Im going to church later Shit gotta go.

Dream 1: Alright one of the weirdest dreams I had since I joined. I started a class about riding poney's. I missed the beginning of it, so everyone had his horse but me. The teacher shows me the only horse left. Its big and ugly. As it comes up to me, I walk away. Then it starts talking and says that hed like a better master. I sit down and see that all the other poney's are kid sized. I ask: Are you guys riding those? Then I ask our teacher why I cant get a better horse, and he says sometimes they ship cheap ones. Those that have white legs are cheap (which is like mine). Im not sure if the following happened in a seperate dream, but anyway: Later I am in a cafeteria. In the waiting line, I look around to find a place to sit. I see a place next to Roxanne who's sitting in front of her brother. Then I see Julien further on the table, and then I see Alex and Alex sitting at the far end of the room. I think I decided to go sit with them. For dinner, there is beaf, potatoes and beans. Looks awful :X

Dream 2: LD This is the first LD in which a DC told me to RC (more or less). I mean, he didnt tell it to me, but still. In a scene from American dad happening in my house, a man suddenly yelled at Stan to Check on your kids! I got the word check from that. Then when I became lucid, all the characters each ate different colored pills all flew away in jetpacks from my window. I jumped down in my backyard and decided to do absolutely nothing. Just look at the sky, feel the grass and be amazed at how real it is. Nice. So nothing really happened .

I started off in my school(DS). I was leaving Social Studies(DS). I was on my way to Study Hall(DS). This girl in front of me dropped her stuff, so I was forced to wait. By the time she picked everything up, we were the only two on the stairs. As we proceeded down the stairs, she stopped me again.
"I really like you." she said. I was confused. "Do you wanna have sex?" she asked. That was a total WTF? moment.
"I'll be late to class." I replied.
"Oh, come on." she said.
"Okay then." I said. So, we had sex. It started off as making out, then some French kissing. Then, some clothes started to come off. Then, I became lucid noticing I was in school. I have to admit, I was enjoying this. Odd though, as we were having sex on a staircase. After we finished, I realized I had to go save my soldiers. So, I left school. I told my friend Isaiah that I got laid. He was pretty grossed out. Outside the school, I decided to do things the non-fun way again. I kept trying the turn around, but it wouldn't work. Maybe my body was telling me something: Do it the fun way. So, I did. I forced some students to suit up, and we went to battle. I summoned some Romans. On accident, I gave them modern technology. We got man-handled. Upon failure, I awoke.

DJ Log: September 19, 2010 – Morning, 8:00AM (USA Eastern)
Text color legend: · NON-DREAM · NOTES · DREAM · LUCID ·

I am walking down a housing development road on a cool late evening with a DC . The sounds of crickets chirping fill the air. We are walking under a small arched bridge and notice that it is pouring rain on the other side of the bridge. The sound of the rain echoes through the archway. As we walk, the rain suddenly stops and the ground is completely dry. I looked at my DC and said “That's weird. How could the ground be dry after all that rain?” The DC just gives me a strange look and says nothing. I become lucid at this point. After crossing under the bridge, I notice that there is a washer and dryer set sitting out for the trash at the first house on the right. I remember that my dryer is broken, so I summon a pickup truck. A detail-less pickup truck appears right in front of me. Conveniently, the tailgate is already down and the rear of the truck is facing the dryer. My DC won't help me load the dryer into the truck, so I lift it by myself. At first it was extremely heavy, but it became lighter and I was able to load it. My DC walks away while laughing at me. I turn and cuss him to his back as he walks away.

(Note: No-recall time gap and lost lucidity here)

I am standing in a basement, looking at the dryer. The control panel has the usual dial control and start button, but also has many other buttons and lights that completely cover the top panel. There is a series of buttons and lights for each selection on the control dial. There were extra buttons for; 'pots and pans', 'rinse and hold', and many more. I think that all of these buttons are ridiculous as I say. “Why would I put dishes in a clothes dryer?” I walk to the rear of the machine to check out the hookups, and find out that it is a gas dryer. There is a motor visible through the rear panel louvers that has a pulley and a belt on it. There is another motor that appears to be a small air compressor. Many relays, solenoids and other circuitry is visible. There are long quartz heater tubes, connected by springs on both ends which encircle the drum. A hinged panel has 3 small motors on it that connect to nothing. A label on the rear panel has some voltage and current ratings on it After reading a couple of lines, the text would get all blurry. I look away for a moment and try to continue reading, but the numbers would change every time I tried to read the label. I regain my lucidity and decide to walk away from the dryer. I remember mumbling, “Way more complicated that it needs to be. I'm going to find a better dryer.” I wander into a dark corner of the basement and trip over something on the floor. I lose my balance and fall to the floor. This was the dream's exit.

Hey DV, I had this dream last night, but when I awoke, I was too much of a dingus to write it down and forgot it. But do recall it being lucid.

DJ Log: September 15, 2010 – Morning, 4:00AM (USA Eastern)
Text color legend: · NON-DREAM · NOTES · DREAM · LUCID ·

(Note: I only remember a small fragment)

I am configuring an application on a computer which has a couple of check boxes. One check box says, 'Evolution: Enable/Disable', and another says, 'Big Bang Theory: Enable/Disable'. There is a warning message that states, 'Warning: These options are applied in real-time'.

I started off by a house. I was walking up to it with my friend Victor. As we entered, I became lucid without dream signs! We came inside, and there were two girls.
"Wanna have sex?" one asked. What the hell? Well, I had no time, cause I STILL had to save my Mandalorians.
"Sure!" Victor happily said.
"Uh, I have to go..." I said. These girls would NOT take no for an answer. So, I was forced to have sex. I guess I was raped. Odd. So, the police arrived. They arrested Victor and I! WTF??? As the car was driving away, I opened the door, and climbed onto the back of the car. Then, the cops started backing up the car. I found out why. There was another car behind us, and they wanted to smash me! I jumped off and ran. Okay, I wasted too much time. I decided to save my soldiers the non-fun way. I decided to use the turn around method and save them. Now my friend Zaine came. He kept annoying me. I eventually got away from him. Then, I used the turn around, just as I said the final words, I awoke! Damn. Damn! DAMN!

I started off in a building. I was with a bunch of friends. Then, I just randomly became lucid without dream signs! Hell yeah, my dry spell is over! Now I knew it was time to save my Mandalorian soldiers. I had no time to summon more Mandalorians to help because it was a school night, so I figured I wouldn't have too much time. So, I told my friends to suit up. They refused. So, I decided to force them into uniform. As I kept trying the turn around method, my friends would run in front of me and screw me up. I was getting so frustrated. Then, my Dad woke me up! Damn it!

This is one of my
Five-Star Lucids

Type: DILD.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

Notes:
This was awesome! I'm not that interested in pokemon right now, and I don't know why I decided to try shapeshifting into one, but regardless, this was one of the best lucids I've had in a few weeks.

I was in some sort of large community hall. It was very modern-looking. The room was well-lit, and the floors and walls were almost completely smooth. There were large rectangular glass sculpture mosaics placed randomly around the room and all the reflections bounced off of each other. The room consisted of two separate levels; exactly one half of the room was a few inches higher than the other. Joining the two levels were two or three small steps, and this was where I stood. In this area, there was two glass mosaics (described earlier) on either side of me. Because of this, and the shadows the sculptures casted, it was darker where I was standing. When I actually looked at the mosaics with more awareness than before, I saw that the glass was solid and wasn't actually made of tiny pieces of glass. The solid "mosaics" then turned into shiny black granite sculptures, still the same shape as before.

I could see my reflection in them, and I exclaimed, "wow, I can actually see my reflection!" At that moment, I became lucid and made another exclamation, more excited than before.

Then I thought of my dream goals, and after a few moments of standing there without any idea as to what they were, I decided to ditch the goals and try something else. The first word that came into my head was "Suicine", a pokemon. Okay, good enough, but I still wasn't sure as to what I could do with one. I walked up the few steps and was now in the open part of the room. I looked around and the lighting suddenly became dimmer, although not uncomfortably dark. "Increase lighting", I said commandingly, and the lighting increased a bit. I didn't want to spend the rest of the dream making it even lighter, though. I turned around, expecting a Suicune to be there, and it was.

It was actually very realistic for the most part, properly proportioned and the right colors, and I could see the details of the fur on its face and body. It was staring at me from fifteen or twenty feet away, and then began to quickly dash towards me. I was hoping it wouldn't make a run for me, but I thought it was a bit late to try fixing that. My lucidity was a bit lower now, but I could still think pretty well. I waited for it to come very close to me, and then I turned around, facing the other way. I saw the Suicune blend over my own body, like a blanket, and I could feel myself inside it now, as if I'd merged with it. I now began to walk and the shape of the Suicune became more and more defined. I began to run fast, on all four legs, up a set of granite stairs that led outside. It was fairly dark but this still didn't bother me. I was now along the side of the building, made of the same reflective granite as the sculptures inside.

I ditched the Suicune guise by expecting myself to be me again, and looked at myself in the granite, waving and doing all sorts of silly things. Then I thought it would be cool to shapeshift into a Giratina, so I did this, using the same method as before. I saw a Giratina in origin forme flying down on me from the fairly dark sky, and then I just let it fuse with my own body. It felt quite strange. I turned around to look in the mirror and saw a Giratina in my place, but it was now in altered forme (the forme with legs, not a serpentine body). I walked to the left and saw the Giratina do the same thing. Then I flapped my wings and rose off the ground a few inches. I looked away from the mirror and began to fly into the darkness of the area. The lighting increased around me then, as if I were holding a lantern in my hand. Wherever I flew, the area was lit up for a radius of around twenty feet.

I had some problems with recall during this week, mainly caused by sleep schedule changes (most days I had to get up earlier, and the alarm screwed up my recall).

9/12, 14, 15, 17 and 19

Nothing.

9/13

Metalinga! fanzine

I made a Heavy Metal fanzine with some friends, the Metalinga! Fanzine. It had some Metal albums reviews and a lot of crap. Despite being a fanzine, the design was very professional, with full color pages and amazing graphic work.

9/16

Big IAC

I go to IAC (Instituto Argentino de Computación), an institute where I go to PC repair and LAN management classes. But this time the classroom was three or four times larger., and looked like an old train station. I am with a lot of classmates (in the real class we are like 10 students only) and the two teachers, Mariano and Matias (the last year teacher). Mariano is gossiping with my classmates about Paparazzi, an argentinian tabloid (WTF?), and Matias is finishing a program to the next assignment. I go with to help him (He's a bit confused because Mariano started to make the files but He can't find them). He tells me: "This will be your next homework, but I can't find It". I saw an icon called "pipa" (Mariano always calls his programs with names like that), so I told hin I found the batch file (we always work with .bat files).

9/18

Fake SD

I am playing a First Person Shooter with my brother and a misterious guy. Somehow, I manage to survive pretty well, and I give a tough fight to them, but then, things start to get harder. I must start to run away more and more times. The "map" was pretty big, like a megamansion, and I ran away across the entire playable area several times. But later, I am going through undeground stairs, and i appear in my grandma's house (It is right next to my house). All looks very realistic, I know I am dreaming. Suddenly, a woman appears next to me. She is quite good looking, with blonde hair, beautiful eyes and a gorgeus body. She gives me a bunch of pirate DVDs and says "take your Black Metal DVDs". She disappears.

I woke up (really), and decided to continue the story, I DEILD'd back to the dream.

Now I am back in my grandma's house. I watch the DVDs for a while (They were amazing Black Metal live shows), but then, I woke up (FA). My grandma comes very scared. "Matias, go to see what's happening to your brother". I know what happened, but I don't understand why. It's related to the shooter game, but I don't know how a SD could be scary for my brother. He is in his bed, covered with blankets, sweating alot, like posessed by a demon (the "demon" of shared dreaming?). "Well, this is quite confusing, I'll wake up". And i woke up.

Well don't remember much at all, here goes. All I remember is that it was myself and some friends, we were hiding from some enemy that was trying to kill us that I don't really remember. (Nor do I remember why) My friends weren't people I know in real life, but they were good friends in the dream.

Each of us had a piece of paper half full with text. I don't know what any of it said, but apparently it was a page written of someones tragedy and was full of emotion. (Apparently it had to have someone feeling strong emotions at the time to write it for it to work?) We could put them on the ground and jump into them which would bring us to some hideout in another dimension, where we could escape from the guys after us.

I don't remember what goes on, but the dream morphs into the police chasing us, I am at my home and it is now winter (Still all of us trying to escape) and now we would have to place the pages on the ice of our pond where it would bring us underneath where we wouldn't feel cold and wouldn't need oxygen.

We get a new member to the group, bigger guy with shoulder-length brown hair, he seems nice enough, but ends up selling us out to the police and destroying my page after he has received one. After this the police arrive and I wake up.

Wow, cheesiest dream once I read it. Meh who cares, I just hope this starts boosting my recall a little more.