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color legend: non-dream dream lucid

Lucid Fragment #1 Struggling

I suddenly become aware that I am dreaming. I RC with my nose pinch and am able to suck in a big breath. This feels amazing and I marvel at the feeling. I remember my goal of flying but become conscious of my real body. I spend the rest of the dream trying to lose the feeling of my body IWL but I wake up.

color legend: non-dream dream lucid

Lucid #5 Crazy Night

This was absolutely insane, it was about 9 in the morning and I fell asleep after an hour of trying. I have a memory gap but the first thing I remember is being Lucid in some sort of nursery. I remember there being a baby and an old woman in the room. I rub my hands together but I become conscious of my real body.

I wake up and without opening my eyes and deild back into the nursery. I try to fly and I get maybe an inch off the ground. The scene shifts to me standing on a newspaper, and only a newspaper. As I look at it, it gets bigger and bigger. Probably twenty feet long. I imagine a dream door in the paper behind me. I reach back, take the handle and jump in. next thing I know I’m in a black and white town from the 20s.

I wake up and deild back to the black and white town scene. I try flying again and don’t get much luck. I get a few feet in the air and fall. I try to put my finger through my palm for a reality check but it won't go through. I do my normal nose pinch reality check and I can breathe in. this blows my mind as usual and I try to fly again and I soar upward! on my way up I find I have to flap my arms like a duck-.- some brown haired man says I look like I’m having some trouble I grab his hand for some reason and take him with me. He doesn't slow me down at all. I realize I’m actually going really fast. My goal is space. When we get close he tells me that I won't be able to breathe, but I assure him I will. I let him float back down to earth and I plunge into space.

I wake up and deild once more... Into space again. I imagine I have huge wings like in the maximum ride books that I loved when I was younger. I imagine them unfolding from my back and extending them. I have pretty black wings with some brown and grey mixed in. I try flying this time but it feels weird. Then a small pink boy with wings flies over to me from nowhere and tells me the tips of my wings are caught on my shirt still. So he helps me, and my beautiful wings unfold all the way. 13 feet long wingspan and amazing.

I wake up before I can try my new wings out. This time I wake up for sure because I want to remember the dream so I can write it down. This was a very long lucid for me and a very crazy series of my first deilds.

Research driving
I'm walking across a grassy field towards a building (either work or college, I'm not sure). I see an odd-looking car with two guys in the back seat. Somehow, I can see that one of them is Mike R whom I've worked with a number of times but never met. I walk up to the car and introduce myself. Somehow I end up inside talking with them. Eventually a driver comes and starts to take us somewhere. I'm somewhat anxious since I'm not supposed to be there and this is some sort of research expedition. I debate about whether to ask the driver to stop, and the further we go the more anxious I get since asking him to stop after all this time would be silly. Eventually I decide just to stay and see what happens.

Now we're driving by a huge monstrosity of a building. The front is incredibly wide and tall and seems to be one huge screen with hundreds of different video windows all playing at once. This is the new USPS building where they're trying to be modern and relevant. It's one of the ugliest things I've ever seen. I say that they're the "Facebook of ???." Now we're driving through another area. Somehow we transition to something my mind flags as "Jurassic Park," except it's a mad doctor who enjoys making body-part-shaped food that may or may not be actual body parts. I'm disgusted by it.

Now I'm driving through town on my own. I'm having some sort of difficulty - the roads are slick, and I keep having to go up and down steps in the car. I turn to go down some steps, and even though I'm going very slowly (walking pace), I manage to knock over a girl. I jump out of the car and help her to her feet, asking if she's OK. She says she's fine and continues on her way.


Unfinished ceiling
I'm at "our house" working on the hole in the kids' bedroom, trying to fish out the stuff my daughter dropped into the wall. I manage to get a vantage point that reveals that the stuff may have dropped into the room below. Now I'm in the dining room, looking up. I'm amazed to see that the ceiling is incomplete, that I can see the floor joists of the room above, and I find that I can look up in the gap between the walls separating rooms, including the wall with the hole. Looking around I find the missing tights as well as a whole table cloth. I wonder how she was able to stuff that down the small hole. I continue looking at the ceiling, wondering why it's like this. The ceiling is already low, particularly with a fan, and I don't think there's any way to finish the ceiling and have it be high enough to easily walk under it.


Vacation craziness
We're arriving at a vacation house along with at least one other family. As we're unloading the car, my wife notices that my right wrist has a silver ring going all the way around it flush with my skin. She asks about it, and I offhandedly tell her that the doctor decided my arm needed to be replaced, so I have an artificial arm and hand now. She's appalled, wanting to know the details of why such a drastic thing was needed. I'm really not sure; I just accepted the doctor's word. She asks details about how to care for it, and I confess it's something I haven't really thought about. She finds a paper labelled something like "READ THIS FIRST: How to care for your new arm" and starts looking over it. We realize it needs to be charged periodically, and I have no idea where the charger is. I hope it's a standard plug, and I assume I can just go by Radio Shack and get a universal adapter that will serve until we can find the original adapter.

Now we're all at the beach. There's some kind of kids' area nearby, so I go to check it out. Now I'm swimming in the kids' area. It seems to be a more sheltered cove, though the waves are still occasionally big. In fact, there are a few that pass over my head (my bouyancy is wrong, since I should be floating with them, not passing under them). I'm surprised that my eyes aren't stinging and assume that I'm closing my eyes just right to seal out the salt water. I'm also surprised that I have to deal with a few waves coming in the wrong direction (i.e. from the direction of the beach); I assume the big ones are hitting the shore and bouncing back, traveling back out to sea as smaller waves. I realize that, once again, I forgot to buy goggles and intend to make a note to do so.

Now I'm talking with somebody in charge of the kids' cove. He asks if I'd like a bucket ride. When he sees my quizzical look, he points to where people in large floating buckets are lining up behind some kind of water vehicle, forming a long "train" to get pulled around. The buckets look too small for a full sized adult, so I decline. He starts talking about the challenges of running such a thing safely, especially when it's raining. I see a list of things they're working on, including the problem of rain adding to the weight in the buckets. It seems they track the weight so they know if a kid falls out or a bucket becomes detached, and when the buckets fill with water it messes up the "fallen kid" detector.

Now we're walking along near the beach. I look up and see a drone flying past. I point it out, and my wife is amazed that I hadn't noticed more of them flying around. Now we're walking along a high pathway overlooking the city; it's quite a sight. Behind us, we see a large floating robot coming towards us, and we all take off at a run knowing this can't be good. It catches up to us and we recognize it from earlier. It ends up disobeying its orders, grabbing us, and helping us escape. Eventually it puts us down, then flies off and jams itself somewhere to block anything else that's chasing us. I'd liked it earlier, and I like it even more now, so I'm sad to see it sacrifice itself for us.


Fragments
I'm on top of the car as we're driving somewhere. It's a Sunday evening, but it's also the start to some festival. Suddenly all the normal lights go off and strands of Christmas lights come on. I get as low down to the car as possible; I don't want one of the strands to catch me and pull me off the roof.

I'm walking around the basement spraying something everywhere. Tiny puddles are all over the place, and I wonder how they got there. I'm thankful that I won't have to track mud into the house from the basement much longer, and a middle-aged man agrees, saying he's sure the police chief will also be very relieved, since he often has to visit the person whose office is down here.

I'm in my IRL home, and I'm very, very tired. I've got a few things I should take care of before going to sleep, but I'm going to have to do them tomorrow, I'm too tired to focus. It's dark, the lights are off and the sun hasn't risen yet - I realize that's strange, why am I tired at this hour? I hit the light switch as I pass it, but the lights remain off. My assumption is that they need new bulbs. At the top of the stairs, for a moment I think I see something standing in front of me, a person, or more like the shadow of a person, inches in front of my face. It's just for a moment, my eyes playing tricks on me in the dark. As I walk down the hall, I think how this darkness reminds me of those dreams where the lights won't turn on. I don't think about that too deeply at first, but a few moments later I realize that this is, in fact, one of those dreams. But I'm already waking up. (I was disoriented afterward, couldn't remember actually getting to bed, for a few moments.)

This is a short info summary from the 15th

Pre bed: l-arginine (500)

Natural wake: l-tyrosine (500)

Didn't do wbtb, no notes on pre bed work. Focus was on sleeping, no review in mind or notes taken until final wake.

The dreams were extremely vivid, wonder about the effect of this combo. Vividness may have also been boosted by lack of sleep in the days before.

NLD: In some very green neighborhood that transitions into a forest, very vivid experience. I notice there are cats everywhere, more and more of them (DS). Further there's a place where this DC is giving a presentation about getting rid of the cats and making some sort of lucid camp on the same place, teaching people how to ld.

Short ld: In the early part of this dream we are in a cool mansion where there is some event and I'm collecting various food items. We (me and some random and changing DC companion) then leave the mansion and I shortly get a game like view of the map where the mansion is. We decide that something is chasing is and go back in the mansion to find some item to helps us with that. The mansion is now deserted, this thing is supposedly after us, we end up jumping on roofs and climbing down couple of trees. I know it is a dream when climbing down, somewhat low awareness here.

On the street, I look at the DC and tell him to repeat this is a lucid dream and remind me of it later on as I would actually like to continue with this scenario. It's a bright sunny day and I catch part of a greek temple/baroque building behind the near buildings and contemplate whether to explore it. Decide to run through my goals first but the dream ends.

I had just gotten out of work and decided to hop on my computer. After a few hours of worthless YouTube browsing I decided to hit the hay at 2 a.m. I laid flat on my back with my arms to my side and began reverse blinking whilst counting my breaths down from 1000. After 3-5 minutes of reverse blinking I'd let the sleep paralysis and breathing do the rest.

While doing this, I saw an image of what looked like a broom handle sticking outward from atop something that resembled a refrigerator. I walked forward ignoring it and it struck the side of my temple. In waking life I felt my head jerk to the side. This panicked me a bit but I maintained peace. I continued to breath and try to maintain awareness in my thoughts. I then felt my right arm jerk to the right, and my upper torso to the left. Sleep paralysis was mild at this time. Later, my dream started to take picture. It was non-lucid but very vivid.

I was driving down a dirt and gravel road my Grandfather lives off of in my father's GMC Yukon. Just a small dirt road with two lines || indicating where the previous traffic had been. All over the road was vibrant green moss and small weeds and plants. To my left and right were 2 to 3 foot plants and weeds. I thought that it was strange because it's still somewhat winter. Then I remembered that in the waking life we had just had a rainstorm this past Friday. I thought, "Oh, that must be the reason for the plants." I continued down the road and began to see somewhat broken down houses as if they were hit by a small tornado. I thought that the storm must have been worse than I had thought. I kept driving and kept seeing more houses. I finally arrived to one that I had never seen before. It was a buddy of mines from my ceramics class in Highschool. It was demolished from what I can remember. I got out of the truck and saw him standing there. I went over to him and said, "Hey man I'm really sorry about your house." He turned around with tears in his eyes and said, "When your fedora cries, you cry." I then woke up laughing. I don't know what he meant by that sentence, but the dream was still very vivid and exciting.

I was in my 2nd period class.
Math, ugh.

I was sitting down, and I turned over to notice this girl started yelling at my and calling me names! I was sick of all this, this was my threshold, in dreams and IWL.

I yelled and pinned her on a desk, and I screamed in her face something I don't remember.

I turned around and strangled this kid that annoyed me alot but not the most.

He was dead.

So I had this random broken broom in my hand, and I heard people yelling

then this bulky kid chased me, so I picked up a chair and hit him in the face and he backed off. I heard music and I pounded my feet to the rythm, mixed emotions flowing inside of me about what I did.

I walked around the school, running and smiling in a devilish way.

Then we were at gym, about to dissect a human.

Then I woke up.

Part twooooo of the same dream, after I fell asleep again~

Dream - Devil Destruction ?? wow that sounds really lame
So I was back in the same convention center as before, only this time I was an established hero in my own right, and the Justice League and bear/Godzilla were gone. In their place was a new opponent: the devil. Or basically some dude in a red suit with horns and a goat's tail and all that jazz, wandering around the center with these two inflatable devil minions of his. People were kinda wary of the guy, but I don't think it was the general consensus that I needed to take him on. Too bad though 'cause that's what I did! I wasn't really a hero of the people or anything, more like some suspicious powerful person wandering around looking for threats to dispense with. A sort of semi-paranoid protector. (Also my IRL family wasn't part of the dream anymore.)

So first I encountered him 'n' his two minions and I was like, are those... actually minions? They look like inflatable demon decorations (they were about as tall as he was and super wide), but then they started sort of toddling around on their own, one just sort of pacing a route in the middle of the floor, the other following close by him. People were giving the pacing one a lot of space, but didn't seem to mind when the devil and his other minion wandered off in their midst.

I decided to take down the pacing minion, which wasn't particularly hard and was actually pretty stinking rad. The low-level lucidity was gone, but my expectations were still sort of managing the dream, so when I noticed that the minion could only toddle around on his little legs, MY movement leveled up. Then I had some kinda torch or a brand or somethin', and the fight consisted of me dancing around the dude, dodging his pitiful rushes, jabbing at him with the torch/brand, and moving in this exceedingly quick and graceful way that was just, loads of fun. I quite enjoyed that. Also Imma call that a dream power.

In the end, the minion was just a little deflated pile on the ground. He hadn't even touched me. And the people around me seemed borderline disapproving, but I didn't caaaaare~

After that, it's a bit harder to remember the different pieces of what happened. I remember an interlude where I was sitting in a classroom doing schoolwork, when the clock caught on fire. This was our cue to get out before the place burned down, but I chilled there still working, and so did a few other cool kids, though some left over time. At one point a girl and boy walked by, and the girl noticed I'd dropped a bunch of hair bands on the floor, and decided to claim them for herself. Think I gave her an evil look. Eventually the clock just stopped being on fire, which was sort of anti-climactic.

Another part seemed to be some TV reporter woman trying to explain, on camera, why she couldn't do a certain thing... which had to do with efforts to stop bad guys. They wanted her to be part of the offensive somehow, maybe owing to some power she hadn't known she'd had, but she was pretty persistent in saying it wouldn't work out.

Lastlyyyy the dream took a rather more dark turn and seemed to be falling apart, with details getting mixed up with various thoughts I was having. I do remember that I entirely ceased to be quick and/or graceful, and my method of taking out the devil culminated with me straddling his chest on the ground and wildly stabbing his eyes out with some sort of dual-hooked claw. Also I was watching myself from third person—I seemed furious and out of control, and the devil guy wasn't putting up much of a fight at all. Then I stopped, seeming struck by the carnage, and my thoughts turned to what could've inspired this, which resulted in a shot of some eyeless woman in a white dress. And then I think the same thing happened twice, or something. Which is always just confusing as anything. Repetition is a no-no, dreams.

Think I woke up after that.

So I am an only child, i'm 17 and recently i've been thinking about how if my parents ever passed away suddenly I would have no-one, My dad has no siblings either, my mum has a brother but him his wife and 2 kids live in australia so I rarely see them.

Anyway a few nights ago I dreamt that I was sat on the sofa in my lounge (except the sofa was bigger) and I had a sister who was sat to the right of me, dad the other side of her and mum next to me and we were all cuddled together reading a story. I don't know who she was now.

Last night I dreamt I was about 6 or 7 and again I had a sister who was about the same age, and our parents had adopted this other girl called Kazeema, we all had separate bedrooms but we were planning on 2 people sharing one or something so we were running round finding a tape measure and measuring the rooms to see who's was the biggest so that the 2 people sharing could have that one.

Real life: Friday, 21 March 2014

I wanted to recall what did I fill during the test so I want to dream about going back in time. (It failed as I cannot recall what I've filled in the test paper)

I was dreaming that I was transported to Wednesday, 19 March 2014
It started at my school during dismissal time. I do my usual stuff when arrive home like going to courses, take a bath and other personal stuff. During night time, I sleep

In the dream I was sleeping and I was transported to Friday, 21 March 2014 Dream Calendar. I dream about going to school and suddenly I suffered a sickness which cause my whole body to turn white. I go to the clinic and meet my math teacher there. When he saw me, I never expect that he was a wizard and he said that it is an unknown disease. He said sorry and he seals the room and cover himself in the forcefield and I die.

I woke up in the morning on the day after Wednesday, 19 March 2014, which is is Thursday, 20 March 2014
I prepare myself for going to school. After arrive at school, I do my school stuff. During the break, I told my friends about the dream. When me and my friend are going down from the stair, I slipped, fall off the stair and break my neck spine.

I woke up in the morning and real life which is the day after Friday, 21 March 2014 which is Saturday, 22 March 2014.
I do reality checks and make sure I was not dreaming because I don't want to die.

Please explain what I have gone thought. I didn't made up stories. It is exactly what I dream about as it was very vivid.

Started out in this dark area, can't quite remember what I was doing there. The scene changed into this metropolis. I was on the outside of this huge city and was on a roof of this hotel thing(Stayed at a hotel last night for Robotics tournament). I realised that I was dreaming and immediately stabalized my dream by studying the details in my hands in involving myself in the dream world. I tried to jump extremely high, I jumped. No luck, I said "Jump higher". No luck, I yelled "JUMP HIGHER" and off I went, at least 35 feet into the air, high enough to reach this building a bit higher up. I saw the metropolis at this point and was thinking, "I want to fly..." I started off at the edge of this tall building and I visualized superman flying. I jumped, and I fell. I fell and was falling and falling falling falling falling(In the position to do a belly flop) until I was about a mile above the ocean and I took off. I flew into the metropolis, it seemed that all the buildings had a singular entrance so I flew around and looked for it. I found it and ran into a police officer guarding it. He gave me this weird glare as I walked past him but he never tried to stop me. The platform split into stairs on both sides of me and I chose to go right. Down these stairs every class of person you can think of is doing whatever. Business people, sports fans, and anything else. I kept walking and it kinda went blank from there... Last thing I can remember past that was that I was after this briefcase(Could've been hired for all I know) and any time I tried to get it I got tackled by this girl and this buff guy. I would attack them and after a while they'd disappear with the case and it's now in another location. I go over to where it is now and I see these guys loading up a garbage truck in an alley. They're looking at me when I decide to try something new "freeze time" and nothing's moving anymore.. I chuckle a little bit because it feels like one of those sandbox games where you have an objective but there are millions of ways to accomplish it. I walk up into this yard on the right and grab the case and walk off. I can't remember anything else after that ;(

Date: 3/23/2014 (Sat)
Total sleep: 7 hours?
Daytime Techniques: RCs (Text), visualization, Mantra
Lucid Techniques: Mantra, visualization
Recall Techniques: Mantra
Fell Asleep: Sometime after 1 am
Dream 1 Title: Ghost pinches my butt
Dream 1: (Brief – I believe this was actually Hypnagogia) I am sitting on my couch in my living room. Everything looks exactly the same as reality. I am watching some random nature show. Out of habit I look down at the digital clock on the face of the cable box. There are no numbers. I know something isn’t right. I stand up and suddenly the power goes out (all the lights and the TV). I am standing in complete darkness when I feel a very strong hand pinch my left buttocks! At the same time I hear a deafening loud woman’s scream! I startle awake. (See notes below)
Dream 2 Title: Random Fragments
Dream 2: (See notes below) (1) I am on an island. I am standing on a rocky hill top, with long grass growing from between the rocks. It is a cloudy and slightly foggy day. I can see the ocean from where I am standing. (2) I am asking someone “Is she corporate?” I feel nervous because I feel like she has been sent from corporate to spy on us.
Vividness: (scale of 1-15, 10 is waking life vividness) D1 = 8; D2 = 3;
Awareness: (1-10; or lucid) D1 = 9; D2 = 3;
Length: (how long it felt like! Because that matters) D1 = 1 min; D2 = 30 sec
Emotions: Confusion, Fear, Peaceful, Annoyance
Dream Signs: Couldn’t see text, sudden power failure, being somewhere I don’t recognize.
Notes: I took only B-5 and Chorine last night. My wife and I went out with friends to see a live band last night (when we left I had a strong ringing in my ears which could explain the woman’s scream in dream 1). But my wife was coming down with an illness and we left at 10:30 pm. When we got home she was feeling horrible and couldn’t sleep. I had to drive to the 24 hour pharmacy twice. This kept me awake until after 1 am (I stopped looking at the clock at that time). On a good note: I am working very hard to develop a strong habit of searching for text (with my eyes) everywhere I go. When I see it I; look, look away and will it to change, look back. There is text everywhere in my life. So far it is an extremely rare occasion where I can’t see some kind of text (numbers or words). Last night I started with a new mantra: “When I am dreaming tonight I will seek out text, when I see it I will know I am dreaming.”

The OFFICIAL Foxrally Dream History Textbook

This is when I has my first Lucid Dream, on the 19th of March 2014. I'll just copy the post I wrote on the "Lucid Experiences" section.

Lucid Dream - Ridin' a whale + Weird School:

I remember the dream starting off with myself and my brother out at sea. It was really dark and stormy yet I felt strangely at ease and relaxed. I was riding a gigantic whale (oh the awesomeness) and my brother was swimming beside me. We were somehow fighting an armada of submarines while exploring a huge abandoned shipwreck. At some point, I lost control of my whale and it started heading for a small rocky island. As soon as it hit the sand I tried to tell it to move but it lied there yelling for me to move. My brother told me to just let it alone and get off. I did so and looked up. I saw a bunch of seagulls flying away from a huge stormy-looking cloud and told my brother that we needed to find shelter. (Please note that up to this moment it is still a normal/semi-lucid dream).

We started clambering over the rocks in the island and then reached a small shed-like structure with a white metal door. I was about to go open it when someone did so from the inside. It was my grandmother, which lives all the way in Algeria and whom I only see in the summer. This was when I reached or attained lucidity. I quickly realized "wait, we don't live on an island" and suddenly everything just snapped into focus around me. The waves, the sky, the rocks. I raised my hand and looked at it. It looked exactly like a real-life hand, and I had consciously made the notion to raise it. I immediately concluded I was lucid dreaming. Remembering advice from a few sources I had red before, it is important not to get too excited in lucid dreams as they could slip away. I tried to stay calm and flicked my fingers tentatively, trying to spark fire. Disappointingly, nothing happened, but the feeling of my fingers against each other felt amazingly real.

My brother urged me into the house and I entered into a fancy red-walled house. A fire was burning in a fireplace (I have never seen a real-life fireplace) and most of my family (extended as well as close) was seated around talking. The layout reminded me a lot of one one of the houses I had built in the game Minecraft last year, only that this one was in real (or rather dream-real) cement. I walked around the house a bit, not talking to anyone for they were all busy. My lucidity was slowly slipping away without me noticing.

The next time I regained lucidity, and realized that I had gone back to normal dream-state earlier, I found myself in my school, in a corridor which seemed familiar but I had never actually seen. A small boy was standing next to a door, sulking. He asked me where I had been. Not knowing how to answer him, I replied, "at home." I asked him what was the time and he replied with "Physics" and then laughed at me. Physics is not a subject I take.

I ignored the boy and decided to go to a more mature person and test how far I could go with questioning my subconscious mind. I entered a door, and found myself in the school canteen facing one of my teachers (I recently had a conversation with him on that day, which was an interesting coincidence). I was surprised when he asked me the exact same question the boy asked: "Where were you all this time, my friend?" (I have to say that my subconscious is great at imitating voices, though). Eager to see his reaction, I walked up to him, and whispered that "It's all a dream, you know." He made no comment on that and just continued on with his work normally.

Laughing to myself, I turned around and exited from the door I came in. It opened up somewhere else because now I was outside. A bunch of small children were playing baseball. I stood there watching them, not realizing that my lucidity was slowly slipping away again. I stood there unaware of t until all of the kids dissapeared to be replaced by a Marshtomp. If you don't know what a Marshtomp is, here it is.

I then woke up with a huge smile on my face.

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I tried so much to WILD that I forgot my dreams lol.

didn't set an alarm but did decide to try to write down what dreams I might have, which is why I'm awake right noww~
low-level lucidity is the best yo
callin' it night 'cause I'm going back to sleep after this.

Dream - Bear Battle
So the dream started off with me and my sister and mom in a forest just walking down the forest path ... and then a bear started hunting us. Not a good feeling. We couldn't shake it, either, had to constantly keep moving. I think I may have done some flying at this point. I'm not sure how that helped though, since it would've left my family behind.

We came to a giant slide in the forest, like you'd see at a Renaissance festival, and Mom said something about how she couldn't believe a girl had died there. Apparently the (teenage) girl had been alone in the forest and been killed and eaten by the bear on or near the slide. Notwithstanding that we jumped on it and slid down, and I was in the front so when I reached the bottom and mom started to go past, I reached out and grabbed/saved her (with a bit of low-level lucidity trying to control my expectations so I wouldn't miss) and she grabbed Jess. Then we hopped off the slide and started heading back up the hill towards the path at an angle to it, presumably to throw the bear off when it went down the slide.

Next thing, we were in a convention center, which the bear was attacking. Ben and Dad were there, and people around us were fleeing in various directions. I had the thought that my family should be safe from the bear with so many other people around to get eaten by it.

But then, for whatever reason, we headed towards the back of the building, towards a more closed-off-from-the-public area. We came across an enterprising dude who was trying to rig the elevator shaft into a makeshift bear-killer using his electricity skills. I remember thick black wires going down this empty elevator shaft which had no doors of any kind, it just opened out onto each floor. Notwithstanding his intentions, the elevator shaft seemed like the safest place for my family to be, especially when it turned out that the bear was actually in THIS area, and part of the reason it was so empty was because everyone had fled. Apparently he'd broken through the wall somehow, from the more public area into here.

I sent my family to the bottom of the elevator shaft. At this point the main focus was protecting mom, so with that in mind I set off to fight the bear. My expectations were that it might not work but I didn't exactly have a choice; I'd have to do whatever it took to protect her.

At this point the bear had gradually gained sentience, and become something of a cyborg (white robotic add-ons, sort of Portal-esque), and was now treating killing my mother as the top item on his to-do list.

A lot of bear-fighting ensued! I had flying skills, and some level of invulnerability, as well as super strength, but the best I could do was hold him off, I think. I wish I could remember more about this part, although, maybe there wasn't more? Maybe it really was just a scant approximation of a bear fight. I do remember some parts, such as one time when I got Ben to tag in against the bear temporarily, and another where the bear got past me and dove down the elevator shaft, and I dove after him and caught up in midair (my brain was like "it's because I'm lighter, it makes sense! >8O", nice try brain), but he simply said something mocking (also he sort of was warping and changing shape, like the dream couldn't be bothered to have steady graphics), and I missed my chance to punch him in midair.

I'm pretty sure I punched him loads of other times though.

And I remember we had to keep shuffling mom around to keep her away from him. He was fricking persistent.

I think one of my favorite things about the dream was the feeling I got when I decided I was going to take a bear on to protect my mother. Protecting her with my life, y'know? And since I couldn't afford to lose, I got them dream powers. There was more to it, though. I wish I could remember moooreeee aaaaaa

Uhhh and the last phase of the dream was where we left the convention center, and the bear had evolved to a stronger form, aka Godzilla. He was towering over everything and STILL wanted to kill my mother, so we had to move her away/keep her hidden in the crowd. He was angrily demanding of me to give up already, and I was calculating how far up I would have to fly just to get by his face so I could punch it. At this point I didn't stand a chance (also, he had cheater bubble powers that could vaporize things).

WHICH IS WHYYYY the Justice League showed up. I prefer The Avengers, but oh well. Superman was very handy to have. They even had a bit of a dramatic reveal, where Godzilla flung something that had a person or two inside, and Superman caught it before it could hit the ground. Then it turned into a movie, with an off-screen crowd watching from some theater somewhere.

Godzilla became a bear again, I think, which retreated into an upper floor of some building. Superman challenged it and said he would take it on anytime, and the bear/Godzilla responded sort of sulkily, while I was thinking yes, please let Superman just kill this thing already. But he didn't. He got in an argument with another Justice League member and told them "You are not battery powered," and I was like "ah yes of course that makes sense." even though it did not, while the off-screen audience laughed. And then he argued with some super-speed lady, and more laughter ensued, and the bear may have left, and then I woke up.