Pretty fragmented recall today. Dream 1(fragments): There was some story about an organization of some kind and a group of people doing tasks, i was talking to them a few times. I was in the location that looked like a hydro plant. I was using PC in one of the rooms to browse internet and i recall browsing dreamviews and a fraxy related forum. Some user was pretending to be a good poster, but was failing also there were some people from dreamviews on that forum, also there was some forum game that i wanted to join but i recalled that i didn't really wanted to be on that forum and logged off. Then back at the hydro plant there was more talk with that group of people and figured that they do any kinds of tasks which the client they were assigned to desires. Then i was playing some game and after that somebody was showing me something related to dream control. Dream 2(fragment): There was some discussion about dream recall.
Date: May 20, 2013 Method: MILD & WBTB Sleep Time: Can't remember but I believe I had gotten around 7-8 hours of sleep. Dream #1 Dreamed I was in an elevator with Albert Einstein and Nickola Tesla. The elevator was going up and then all of a sudden it stopped abruptly. I looked at my fellow elevator friends and said, "Something is wrong." I felt like I was becoming lucid, but at that exact moment, the elevator spun out of control and the dream faded and I woke up. Damn it! Dream #2 I was in my sister's apartment and she was having a party for some kids. they were running around all crazy from the sugar 'high' and constantly drinking sodas. I was trying to help my sister move furniture out of the way and I noticed several mice marching on the floor in a straight line...this scared me to death...so much that I woke up...AGAIN! Dream Fragment #1 I was carefully painting a child's table and chair in primary colors. Dream Fragment #2 Shopping with my sis in law at a Kmart and we both wanted a pair of curtains we saw during the 'sidewalk' sale. The curtains were for spring and you got 2-4 curtains for a dollar. We both wanted those curtains so bad... Note to self: Do you think Albert Einstein and Nikola Tesla in an elevator with you was your dream sign? Uh...YEAH!
There was a lot more to this dream, but after school I don't remember much at all until close to the part where I became lucid. Lucid Not-Lucid I was outside with my family. It was getting dark, but it wasn't too dark yet. We were in a big clearing and the forest was around me. We had a fire going in the center. My dad was yelling at us, making us dig in the ground, even my little sisters. I don't know what we were digging for. Eventually, the sun set, and it was really dark. I went over to my dad, and told him we should go inside, but he said "NO, KEEP WORKING." At this point, I suddenly became lucid and knew I was dreaming. Nothing in the scene came to me as weird, I just became more conscious and aware. I pinched my nose for the RC, but right after I woke up. I think I became lucid right at the end of a REM cycle. As I woke up, I tried to DEILD, but it wasn't successful. After, I went back to sleep, and had another dream, but I don't remember what
Updated 05-21-2013 at 10:29 PM by 52394
Was a while ago I wrote down my dreams. I still keeping a dream journal though I hadn't any much recalls as stress came to my life, stress cus of job, and just anger and disappointment because I didn't get into the military educationi that I been worrying for over 2 months or so, all because of my gluten allergy. Anyway, here is last nights recall Location: Gf's mums apartment Bedtime: 22:40 First wakeup: Sometime during night, 5am maybe? Final wakeup: 06:45 Gas stuck on snowmobile (dream) I was at my grandpas (dads dad) place, in a village where he live. It was winter, lots of snow. We were having the snowmobile outside, on a small pile of snow. My grandpa were trying the gas on it, and somehow it got stuck and it drove away from us (nobody who sat on the snowmobile). My dad tried to stop it, he drove his MC to get stop on it. There recall ended. Willys (dream) I were at the grocery store named Willys. I had not got the extra price of an product (happened in real life) and I were going to ask them about it, and about some other products that I am interested in buying. However, the personal were very busy, and it was a queue following one worker who took care of one person at a time, so I had to wait. I looked down at the freezers and found a big sausage (falukorv in Swedish) that I wanted to buy, it costed about 30 SEK / kilo, and it was about 512 gram, so I thought it will be very cheap for that sausage. Packing (fragment) I were at my dads house packing a bag with clothes as I were going to my grandpa (dads dad), even though I really didn't want to go there, I had to pack bag and follow anyway.
All I know is that I was in some kind of hotel and that I was in an elevator, and then for some reason it suddenly dropped down and I realized this kind of danger is unrealistic so I RC'd and became lucid. I tried to "zone" out of the elevator but to no avail, for some reason I didn't have much control, it was much like my visualization attempt fails. Even though the elevator just went up some 30 or 40 meters the drop took about a minute or so after which I at least got the elevator to slow down, but I wasn't really any much lower than before (when I turned around I could see out through a glas wall). After that I already woke up because I was freezing as hell in my tent...
i dreamed that i was in this movie theater were the seats faced away from the screen and towards the audiencve. i started hearing this basseyloud vibtattion through my head an realized shit this must be a dreame. i staid chill mostly and enhoyed it.. my ahnds were invisible and i rubed them together trying to envision them as appearing they slowly did. then i jumped on some stairts to an imaginary rail but i said im dreaming and bam there it was it was so scoooooll
Its been at least a month since I last logged in. I've been busy taking care of my husband Adam. Its been 3 months since his stroke, and he is healing in every way! Starting from the spirit and working down to his toes!! 9 days ago Adam was baptized right here in the campground where we live, just outside our door. it was 2 days after that, that I had the dream I will remember til my last breath. I was driving my car, me and Adam were going to the bank. I parked outside our bank and we both got out. Outside the entrance to the bank were 4 street musicians, each playing an instrument (I think 2 were stringed, 2 were flutes). They looked well dressed and normal, like you would see performing on a street corner,except these men all had red skin. Adam ignored them and walked straight into the bank (he would never in real life ignore a musician, because he is one). But it was like he didn't even register that they were there. I walked up to them, stood close to them. Up close I could see that their red skin was covered in rolls of wrinkles, boils, and blisters. I knew what they were, but I wasn't afraid. The one closest to me leaned forward, still playing the stringed instrument he was holding, and began to speak to me. Deafness washed over me. I didn't hear the music or what it said to me. This was a band of demons, expelled out of Adam when he was baptised. I calmly but firmly said "Get back - Jesus has him." Instantly it was pushed back from me, and I was 30+ feet from the entrance of the bank with an angel on each side of me. I was surrounded by their light and I could hear the lights warmth (I know that sounds weird, hearing warmth, but I cant describe it any other way). I wanted to be with Adam,so I was instantly in the bank. No walking required. The inside was simply a white room. People were walking around, some with their head down, some talking to their self, others interacting. Very few were talking to other people. Some people were in line, some were at the front of the line. I found Adam in line and joined him,and from there, he wrapped his arm around me and we talked about what we needed to do while we were in town. The white room I think, represented people who love God. Some of them were quiet and not talking to others, instead keeping counsel with their own self, refusing to let go of the self....walking head down,ashamed to be known for their love for God. Others in line were waiting for direction, listening and following in obedience, living in tune with God, they knew their old self was dead. It was sad to see how many Christians were wandering with their head down, hiding, hoping not to be seen. This was the most powerful dream I've ever had. It was lucid, and at the same time simple and clear. I'll never forget coming face to face with the demon that once inhabited my husband. it wanted him back....it spoke to me because Adam wouldn't acknowledge it - which is because Adam COULDN'T see it after he was baptized. I know when the deafness washed over me,it was pleading with me -- so it could get Adam to make him fall, make him doubt.... WE'VE GOT NEWS FOR YOU, SATAN.... YOU CAN'T HAVE HIM OR ME ANYMORE!!!! God's building Adam up from scratch since his stroke, and building me up as well - and what ever comes of it will be for Gods glory,so BACK UP!!!!!
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05-21-2013 -- [As always, earlier bits MIA.] Playing some kind of computer game, might be Runescape, though very little matches up. There is something that recharges a talent or skill or such (like a prayer alter, or a summoning obelisk) and in some way I can keep track of exactly one person who uses the obelisk, knowing what else they are doing while they are online. The problem is, I'm not interested in following anybody who is currently online. But finally I see somebody it might be fun to keep track of. I think it might be Skilledman, but if it is, he is using a different character name at the moment, with many more Ss. I am just about to follow him (think of it like sending the thoughts of a VIP in Roller Coaster Tycoon to the screen, so you know what he is thinking of your park) when my mom shows up. She got a membership to the game long ago, but she never got very far, but she has finally decided she wants to learn this part of the game, and asks for my help. So I follow her, instead. She wants to get fully involved, but one part of the game involves folding up little model boats (five or six inches long) made out of cardboard that you kind of poke free from the pre-cut spots on the piece of cardboard they gave you when you joined. Since that was several years ago, mom admits she long ago threw out the sheet of cardboard, so we have to go looking around the world, trying to find a couple of sheets that somebody else has thrown out. So mom is out searching one area, and I seem to be searching near a beach, along with a cute girl who is following my orders. I send her onto the beach to look for some of the boat cardboard, and she comes back and says she didn't find any. I am almost sure I saw some there, so go down to the beach, myself. Unfortunately, there is no small cardboard for mom, but I do come across a guy who has made a life-size boat (around the size of a small power boat, but more like a rowboat) made entirely of cardboard. When I ask him about it, he explains he belongs to a group that makes these, and he has sailed it all the way up from Miami. I'm wondering how the thing didn't disintegrate in the water. He invites me to join them the next time they go sailing, but I think it is not likely. Meanwhile, we do manage to find one of the right pieces of cardboard for mom, and we are heading back to the meeting place in the desert. We rejoin a group that seems to be mostly women (I think I am the only guy here), and we have this sort of wagon train of several large barge-like vehicles that float in the air, and we use them to cross the desert. At least one of them is a large barge filled with our water supply. I am new to this group, and I soon discover they are being ordered about by a rather mean alien fellow that looks kind of like Trakis from Babylon 5. He pushes around the girls, gives them orders, tells them what to do, and is probably using them to do illegal stuff. When he starts to choke one of the girls, I attack him, and am soon choking him while holding him up against a wall. We're very evenly matched, and neither of us can beat the other, but I am able to stop him from attacking the ladies. Instead, he gives us our latest orders, supposedly from the government, and sends us into the desert to steal something, and also gives us a new module to replace an old one that is supposed to let the FBI keep track of where we are and what we are doing. He leaves, and I explain to the ladies that I believe him. I think the new module will help the FBI keep an eye on us. Unfortunately, I think he has been using them to steal stuff for him, and is now framing them, so the FBI will come after us, as he goes and finds a new crew to steal for him. I say we have to destroy this new module so we can't be tracked, and we do a little reading, and discover the thing would have to be submerged in water to destroy it. One of the girls goes slightly crazy, and tears a hole in the side of the water barge, and water starts spilling out as she pushes the new module into the interior. I'm thinking there had to be a better way to do that! Meanwhile, we're scrambling to get the caravan moving across the desert, when I quickly find myself facing Trakis again, but things are shifting a little bit. I am the 10th Doctor, and one of the attractive ladies is my companion, and Trakis is being chased by what seems to be another attractive lady. He is a minor villain, but really fairly harmless, but you can't say the same for the alien that is chasing him. I urge them both into the TARDIS while I face this thing, and it is trying to spit some green slime on me. I'm not sure if this green slime will take me over, or just burn me, but either way it is bad news, and therefore I am a little nervous that, while I dodged the mass she spit at me, I did seem to get splattered with a few drops. I'm soon running again, trying to stay away from it. I am not sure, but the thing attacking me at the end might be the monster I faced with the Doctor (as opposed to as the Doctor) in this dream last November.
Part 1: The Basement Club Kids The dream started with me trying to go to school (IRL I'm taking the rest of the school year off for my surgery recovery), but I didn't want to so instead I bailed out. Instead I went to this place in a basement or warehouse. There, there were a ton of clubs. Like "Singing Club", not nightclubs. I joined Singing Club and this girl gave me shit for it so I gave a snappy comeback and was known as "the witty one" and made tons of friends. Later on, I also went to an Elementary School for no reason. Afterwards, me and one of my friends from the basement went to a grocery store to wreck the store. Some lady got pissed at us and kicked us out. After that, an opportunity came up for the club members. We could go to Kalahari (it's a water park in waking life). All we had to do was give our "ticket" to the lady without the water "blocking" it (getting on it), if that happened we couldn't go. This was extremely difficult for some reason, we all had to find containers to put the ticket in. I freaked out because I thought I wasn't able to go, but eventually I got an adequate container. Once I got the ticket-station, the lady took my ticket and told me I had a large forehead. I went in with an acquaintance I know in waking life. We got into "Kalahari" and it turned out to be a few darkened and really creepy looking rooms, but with run-down gymnastic equipment and puddles (of water) all around it. We left disappointed and found out we really in a foreign country, and they didn't have as good water parks as home. __________________________________________________ _______________________________________ Part 2: The Foreign Family I suddenly found myself in a penthouse house with family I apparently knew. My mom and my cats were there also. This family was large: there was the dad and mom, and then like 10 kids (don't remember the exact number). They were showing me their way of life (they dressed in designer clothes and had American accents, but were foreign). They lived in a huge penthouse with windows all around. It was very high in the air and I could see the skyline perfectly. The skyline was beautiful, it was the biggest city I've ever seen. It dwarfed Waking Life cities like New York, London, and even Tokyo. Once I looked at the skyline, a bomb flew and exploded on the table. These were more like grenades, and they didn't kill anybody yet. The "people" throwing these grenades were super futuristic robot-type things. They were shaped like barrels and were white. More and more of these things started swarming and throwing explosives in and I remember praying to live. The family was completely chill, they explained how this happened all the time and there was no big deal. They also had holes to stick your head down. Once the robots finally left, the family explained how this will probably happen again and that we should prepare now. There was going to be an aircraft coming to get us and others to protect us from the robots. I got my cats and got them on first. I remember I wasn't scared for my life anymore, but my cats. After that the rest of us got on. It was also very futuristic and the size of a large ship. Suddenly, it started. First, the robots came and tried to throw explosives, but it didn't work as the aircraft had windows that could not be shattered. Then, the enemy aircraft came. It looked like ours, but dwarfed the size of ours. It was huge. It flew over us and I remember every saying something along the lines of "Holy shit, that's huge!". Another aircraft came, but it was much smaller and looked like a bunch of amusement park seats attached together, with kids my age (13 or so) in them. An adult came out. She was ginger and middle aged. She began calling names of kids on our aircraft. They had to replace some of the kids on the other one, in the seats. Everybody went without hesitation, they were going to a camp or school-type thing which was supposed to be really special and cool. After she called all of the names, she explained that the rest of us better start caring about how we appear to others. She looked at me and pointed "If you're trying to show the rest of them that not caring about what others think about you is easy [referring to my behavior in the basement], you have another thing coming to ya."
Last night was crazy as far as dreams go. Thanks to my alarm clock, I woke up and was actually able to remember several dreams, even if only vaguely. The first was the most vivid and least hazy. 1) I started talking to an very good friend I used to know from the old days, Jordan. Back when I knew him he was shy and dorky, but now he had turned into a masochistic, vandalistic, goth, thug. At first we were only talking on skype, but after he described to me how he had met these guys in college, I was actually with him and his friends. They would ride around in these weird vehicles and smash into each other intentionally, all dressed up like vampires. They would intentionally do things to injure the other quite severely and go around smashing random stuff. My buddy Jordan looked pretty happy, but very tired and wrung out. He kept trying to impress me with how great and fun it all was to do, and I just wanted to get the hell out of there. 2) I was a pokemon trainer (my brain seems to be on a HUGE pokemon jag lately. can't quite figure it out.) and I was trying to defeat LT. surge so I could get the final gym badge. I had originally skipped him and defeated the gym leaders after him so I was coming back to him to finish things once and for all. In the dream I was actually there, but everything was in old-time gameboy color graphics, so it was really freaky. Instead of being in his normal gym LT. surge was on a fun-ship, like a fun house at a carnival. I kept trying to get to him but kept teleporting away and riding down this long fun slide. Finally I got up to him and we trashed talked each other before we started to have a Pokemon battle.... I lost again. I was incredibly mad and told him I was simply going to go battle the elite four without him. Then I stormed off. 3) This is where my dreams start to get hazy. I remember worrying about my little brother tyler in one dream because he is a social outcast, Thinking about going to high school in another, and meeting the president in the last one. All in all it was a weird night for dreams, and they were very lacking in dialogue, which is weird for me as I usually talk with DCs the entire time I'm dreaming.
05-20-2013 -- [Hints of lots of stuff at the edge of my memory, which might be in the same dream, or from different ones in the night. Might have been bits with Harry Potter, Runescape, and/or Roller Coaster Tycoon.] I find myself delivering a package to some place that seems to be a bit of a cross between a hotel or maybe an Orlando Paving plant. I make the delivery, then call in, but dispatch doesn't seem to have anything else for me. It seems to be kind of blending between a courier job, and hints of driving for Mears. I find myself considering exiting the parking lot through the proper exit, which would force me to turn east, where I would have to drive a little way to a place I could make a u-turn, while somebody leaving in a truck or a bus takes a side road they aren't supposed to, but it will allow them to head west immediately, and I am wondering which way will be faster. But then I get a call from dispatch telling me to just wait patiently, and soon they'll have something else for me. I remind them that I've been doing this for a while, and I know it is all part of the job. I glance around the parking lot, and notice they seem to be almost setting up a flea market or something, and as I find myself near a stall of used books, I decide to go take a look. I find myself carrying my worn paperback of Jordan's Eye of the World, and as I find myself glancing at several other Wheel of Time books on their shelves, I am hoping they won't think it is their book. I am glancing at the titles and see a few Dick Francis novels, a few Gordon Korman books, and several shelves of old Choose Your Own Adventure books, but I find I have no interest in that series, anymore, so I ignore them. I find a bunch of the really early Wodehouse novels, and then, oddly, a 3 Investigators book that I have never seen before, which seems to have the 3 Investigators solving a case at Blandings with Emsworth and Galahad and the rest. Very interesting. One of the people who works at the shop is considering getting some of the Korman Macdonald Hall books, and I am putting in a good recommendation for them, then as I try and look at the lowest books on the bookcase I am looking at, I start to sink a couple of feet into the floor, which makes it much easier to look at the lower titles. As I am looking at some of the books, the flea market is suddenly attacked by several dementors, and everybody starts screaming and panicking. But it seems a lot of the dementors are finding they aren't as effective as they might be. One dementor has grabbed a young child, and is trying to torture her, but she says the dementor is less painful and horrifying than the cancers she had been fighting, and she sacrifices herself to destroy the dementor. [A friend of mine yesterday was explaining something called Live Like Bella, which is about a young girl who, as a baby, had a cancer, and the doctors said she was going to die. She had a miraculous healing. Since then, she has come down with two or three other kinds of cancers, and each time, the doctors say she is doomed, and then she receives another miraculous healing. Through it all, she has remained upbeat, and tried to live her life to the fullest. I expect being told about this brought about the above scene.] Another dementor is coming right for me, but a kind of dopey (but very loyal) friend of mine throws himself in the way, and in some way through his sacrifice, manages to half take over the dementor, before they both explode. He seems like one of the Wodehouse male romantic interests, loyal, not too bright, a nice, ineffectual guy. But he sure managed to take out one of the dementors. I find myself making the comment that these dementors must be from the movies, not the books, because they seem a lot weaker than the book dementors that can only be scared away by a Patronus. By this point, the vehicle I am driving is a cab, not my own car or a shuttle van, and I somehow kind of see the future, and realize I am just about to be attacked by another dementor, and instead open the trunk of my car just in time for the dementor to fly in, then I shut it again, trapping the thing!
05-19-2013 -- [Three or four dreams in one. Had a false awakening in this dream where I was recalling it as three separate dreams, before falling back into the dream for yet another part. Entire dream took place between 4:15 and 5:30 in the morning. All earlier dreams while sleeping very badly were rather fragmentary, but may have included Roller Coaster Tycoon.] First part I can remember (and there may have been a little before this) was somehow driving around the Orlando area with Carl while trying to work on a story I had first started writing back in college, which involved wizards and magic, and lots of history and legend about the world where it is taking place. Oddly enough, though it is a fictional story, I seem to be working on it for possible publication in the Hornet Newspaper. There are twin sisters, witches, living in small, circular cabins somewhere on campus. One of them officially opposes the evil wizard, while the other pretends to work with him, but in truth she opposes him, as well. The one who officially opposes him finds that her house has burnt down, and as I am looking at it, I can see the somewhat poor burnt house graphics that I was using in my attempt at creating a Realmz scenario, many years ago. Writing a story has turned into writing a RPG computer game. I am thinking of bringing back Merlin to defeat the evil wizard, then set himself up as a good dictator, and it is now turning from a computer game into a comic book that I am trying to do, which is actually a very bad idea, since I can't draw worth beans! Soon I find myself half running and half biking through long corridors, of stairs and cabinets of china and the like, as dream things shift. This is where the false awakening claims the first dream ended and the second dream began. The scene is slowly shifting, and I find myself running / biking on one of the major roads from Orlando to Kissimmee (OBT or Orange, I think) and it is very late, perhaps 1 or 2 am. As I am moving along, I find myself being chased by two guys on bikes. I soon find they are threatening me, and they are punks who mug people and steal their stuff. As they start talking, I find they are French, and really, really stuck up. They think they are the toughest thugs in the world, and are now traveling the world to mug people in different countries to show just how bad they are ... but I find it halfway funny that they are mugging me with little, tiny pocket knives. Still, I'm no fighter, so I am trying to outrun them, and get to the nearby police station for help. I am somehow riding under and jumping over things on my bike, which really shouldn't work, but I manage to stay ahead of them long enough to reach where I think the police station is, but it isn't there. Instead, I find myself facing a cross between a motorcycle gang and the A-Team. They are toughs, and in a van. They might have been trouble, if it weren't for the circumstances (or they might not), but when I explain about the French thugs chasing me, they decide they'll take care of them, and it turns out the French guys aren't nearly as tough as they think they are, so I turn around and start heading back to Orlando. According to the false awakening, this is where the third dream began. I'm heading back toward Orlando, but I catch a glimps of a couple of bike riders in the distance, and am worried that it might be the French guys. I know they've been beaten up by the American guys, but also figure this could make them very mad at me, so I don't want to run into them. I start to run, but slowly rise in the air. I manage to fly by running fast, and am soon running among the roof tops of 2 or 3 story buildings, and big industrial buildings, and thankfully, even if they try, nobody can manage to follow me, so I soon manage to put some distance between myself and the people following me. As I get better and better at this running through the air stuff, I start to think of myself as a sort of super hero, and am becoming more and more impressed with myself. It is on one of these rooftops that I suddenly find myself "waking up" (though I am still on the rooftop), and I start to write down the three dreams I've had in my dream notebook. And I am very specific in writing them down as the three separate dreams, as I repeat them and try to get all the details down good and firm. Then I kind of slip back into the dream, and find myself still between Orlando and Kissimmee, but back on the ground, and I start running through the air again to try and reach the rooftops. But now it is a lot more difficult, I can't do nearly as well (find myself almost to the height of a one story rooftop, but have to struggle and scramble to climb onto it), and now the people who are chasing after me seem to be able to run through the air as well as I can, so they are right behind me now. Thankfully, they are not the French guys, but a couple of fairly attractive ladies, though I wake before I find out if they are chasing me for pleasant reasons, or unpleasant.
I was at my DC friends house, there were some couples there discussing family stuff like taking care of kids. Not a very exciting dream, I just kinda stayed out of the way and observed. Then three of them left and this other guy showed up, and someone put on some music on the stereo. It was a song that I haven't heard before, at least not that I know of. The song sounded kind of like a trance song and the group singing sounded blended into a higher octave vocal range, falsetto of course. I went over to the stereo trying to turn up the volume, it went up a little, but not enough and I had the knob at max. I woke up not long after with the refrain still running in my head. It would be nice to know if it were a real song, it sounded really sweet. I tried already searching a little for it but with no success so far. Too bad I don't have more lyrics than the refrain, which is this: Take me there and I will chose it tell me where and I will lose it Take me there and I will chose it tell me where and I will use it Take me there and I will chose it tell me where....!(fades) They vocals are kind of similar to these songs when they hit the high notes Gary Wright - Dreamweaver Youtube Link December, 1963 (Oh What A Night) - Frankie Valli & the Four Seasons Youtube Link There is a trance song by this title, no vocals though Lucas Moor - Take Me There YouTube Link
It is a school camping in the woods, my friend and I noticed an abandoned mall in the woods, we went in to explore. After that, a [COLOR=#b22222]deformed nurse with an ugly face[/COLOR] started to chase us and we kept running. I was lost in the mall and I can't find my friend. That moment I thought the nurse was gone but she reappeared again in a shop just beside me. She stared at me through the shop's window with a [COLOR=#b22222]horrible deformed face[/COLOR]. With fear, I ran to a small storage room and locked the door. The place was dark and humid, I woke up.
After some game-evening with my family i go outside and get saved by someone from something but i fell uncouncious during the prozess. I wake up on some grass plains on a chair. It was one of the dreams i knew i had before and i remembered that some kind of injection was involved last time so i decided to run away. I was chased for quite some time by my two "saviors" and i barely managed to get away from them because cars continued to block the way of my followers. I knew i couldnt get away from them forever so i went into a netherprotal(for thos of you who havent played minecraft its basicly a portal to another dimension). on the other side a complice of those guys awaited me and eventually catched me. I suppose they gave me the injection because i woke up in the normal world on top of some ruin. I the dream i wasnt in my body anymore but i knew the person representing me was now a P.E. teacher that was basicly immune to any damage especially fall damage letting my students do awesome tricks because i can always save them.
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