One non lucid of note Driving in the car. My wife and son were there but I dont recall actually seeing them. I noticed in a field to the right a bunch of wee furry animals prowling about. I slowed down the car and said to y wife 'What the hell are they?' She didn't see them and I was getting annoyed. One walked across my filed of view about ten feet from the car. It was a reddish brown colour with some sort of detail above its eye. It had a frown on its face and walked in a slightly hyena like manner. My wife still didn't see them or else wasn't interested, so I drove on. All of a sudden a bear appeared from the right hand side and was running in front of the car. My wife said very matter of factly to my son 'Look, a bear' Neither of the could particularly care less. The bear now was actually an exact copy of one form the Elder Scrools game 'Skyrim' - although I only realise that now of course... TV dream - some guy had a sackful of foxes, they were all about and inch high, he had dozens. Signing up to a new gamebook forum, I was browsing it, it had 3000 members. The dream then shifted to a TV style dream where a fat black man and a woman were arguing about the mechanics of a particular gamebook. The camera pulled back to reveal they were standing leaning on a wee cliff face. The man was consulting his notes which were written on pieces of 'fuzzy felt'
A concerned-looking woman and a businesslike man are checking in on a man who's recently been dug up from a grave - not his original one; someone else had decided to lock him up for a while. They'd been able to find him and retrieve him, but he'd needed some time to recover. The man he's staying with stops them at the door and says, "I don't know if he's ready for this yet." The businesslike man says something to the effect of "ready or not" and comes inside anyway. It's very pleasant inside - an open plan, wood paneling, lots of plants, dim lights with a slightly orange tint. There's a phonograph playing an old string quartet at a ridiculously loud volume. This is a modern setting, so the phonograph and the choice of music indicate the man who'd been buried is trying to calm himself down by turning to things from his past. The volume, as if he's trying to drown something out, implies it's not going well. The man who'd tried to stop them at the door backs up so he's sort of standing guard in front of the door to the bedroom, but before the guests can force the issue, the man who'd been buried comes out on his own. Superficially looking completely recovered, friendly and open, neatly and formally dressed as usual - though as a disembodied observer, my first thought on seeing him was along the lines of, Was my hair really that short? What was wrong with me? Anyway, though he seems composed, he gives me the impression that it's just an act - that he's trying too hard to be his usual self. The guests are surprised, wary, to see him seemingly doing so well, and he explains to them that so often when he's gone into the ground, he'd miss out on years, decades, centuries, and he'd expected the same thing to happen again. "Tonight I am an immortal," he says, by which he means the experience of having 'died' and returned without having missed anything, with his old life and identity still in place, "and I intend to remain that way. So I've had to squash some of my plans." The implication is that he'd spent his time buried coming up with revenge fantasies - but since it turns out he's only missed a few days, he's not going to destroy the identity and life he's constructed here just to carry that out.
23:49 bedtime 00:00 2015-01-21 A number of dreams, didn't record, still catching up on sleep 06:14 + monitoring some countdown across parallel screens high up from the ground; they say don't eat the green pizza (I ate it anyway) + (f) (brother in law and sister at concert?) + fight! chrome-mirror armor black fins morph inside; disarm woman, partner and I fight her It starts with a close up view of my (guy) partner's armor: I see the chest and shoulders. It is full-body plate mail that is so shiny and reflective that it looks like polished chrome. It has a lot of (blackish) wavy/frilly ornamentation/fins on it near the joints. These "fins" are a disadvantage in battle since the opponent could use them to get a grip on you. So in preparation for the battle, I observer as the armor morphs, "sucking in" the fins inside the armor and closing the gaps so that only shiny chrome remains. This happens 3-4 times. Then the battle begins. It's me and armor-guy against a woman. As soon as the "go" signal is given I instantly bat my hand at the woman's weapon and disarm her. We are fighting on the outside of some sort multi-story structure with many different platforms of elevation. Her weapon goes clattering down to the "moat" around the structure on the ground, I jump/fly down to pick it up to make sure she remains unarmed. The partner amor-guy is pommeling the woman and gets her "down to 3 hit points" left, at which point she inexplicably recovers and goes on the offensive. 06:18 back to sleep 06:47 can't sleep, wife's snoring/breathing loudly, get up go to kitchen, drink milk, work on laptop/chat a bit with Sensei I'm really upset that I can't sleep. I'm missing the best REM of the day! But I start to feel tired eventually then decide to rush to bed before it gets too late. Wife is still a bit noisy and traffic is starting outside for the morning rush but I feel tired and I aim directly for sleep and I fall asleep in just a minute or so. In fact, this may be an ideal wake/sleep pattern on days when I can sleep in. If I had tried MILD I may have had a good shot at lucidity since the dreams were fairly aware. But I was so concerned about getting to sleep that I just aimed directly for instant unconsciousness, and I nailed it. 08:27 back to bed 10:42 + adventure with guy with power shoes who can enter pictures, I show him the power can work even without pictures He finds these magical shoes, I'm walking around with him and look at pictures/scenes with roman-looking column work. I'm telling him that he can use the power without needing images, it's up to his imagination. + wife chastises son S2, he's with his GF and one guy friend, they give wife nasty look, his GF writes me a message My son is playing a video game with his girlfriend and another friend. My wife chastises him for wasting time, they stop and come out of the room, his girlfriend gives my wife a nasty look. I receive an (email?) from her and read it, it has something like she really likes fathers that "….???…" I think about this message later on in the night and wonder if she "liked" me. + see son S2 in small room with another girl, playing with animals, I enter, play with animals, huge black bear outside room wearing a gas mask I see my son S2 in a little play house in a room, with another girl, and they're playing with some animal. I go in and look at the animal (like an otter?). Then it's a sort of a dog, and I'm taking off some underwear with scratch mark/poo on it, and the dog gets its nose tangled in the underwear smelling it, and I'm trying to get it away from the dog thing when I glance to the left and THERE'S A HUGE BLACK BEAR sitting just outside the playhouse. I think "oh man I'm a goner." The little playhouse will crumple with a single touch of this massive bear's giant paws, then this huge bear will surely maul me. I see wavy like white things where the claws should be. I think of my pepper spray and start to take it out of my bag to try to scare away the bear by spraying its face, then I get a better look at its face (it's wearing a hood?), and I see IT'S WEARING A GAS MASK! Argh, there's no hope. Some point later I'm outside the play house and the bear is reduced to the size of a small stuffed animal. + waiting to go to toilet in middle of room, more cleaning women just keep entering, shoo them away, room bounces on waves I walk into a room, it's a fairly large indoor room, in the middle of the room on a sort of a raised platform is a toilet. There is some writing on the closed lid of the toilet and I'm walking around the toilet to try to read it. There are also some red "alignment marks" on the closed lid, and there are matching red alignment marks on the floor. Cleaning woman come in from a staff room to the side and tells me that I need to stand on the red floor marks to use the toilet. I tell her I understand this and I'm trying to read the writing on the lid. I'm walking around the toilet waiting for the cleaning people to leave so I can pee. More and more cleaning women come in. After waiting for a while I tell them in a foreign language, "I NEED TO USE THE TOILET." Most leave to the utility room except one. I can't wait so I whip out the thang and start to go, but now I'm standing not over the toilet by in an area closer to the windows and this utility door. I imagine she may get a peek at my (ahem). It's out and I see it, longer than waking (woohoo). The entire room/building starts rocking violently up and down like it's riding on waves, and I look up and out the tall glass wall windows (dream sign) out on to a lake. I think big waves come in from that lake and cause this entire building to move like this (I don't see any waves on the lake though). + see stunning topless masseuse/escort walking outside going into another building, building a rug store I'm walking outdoors towards an entrance to a fairly large high-tech style building. A woman has left a door to my left and is also heading for the same entrance as me, our paths will intersect at the door we're heading for and she's on my left. I notice she's a stunningly beautiful young lady and her top is entirely open and her lovely breasts are completely exposed. I imagine she works in a masasge/escort spa and is on break, and that she doesn't care if she's exposed. I enter the building and a large store within the building. I glance at another naked young woman who's running by, and see her (fairly small) breasts and also her exposed v-jay. I enter an opening in a railing to the (checkout area?) of this store. I glance behind me and see a man doing remodeling work in a large enclosed store-within-the-store and think this will be a rug factory/store, and they'll have trouble because there's already another rug store in this complex. + altercation with annoying guy in aerobics class who taunts me I'm in an aerobics class. The teacher and the students are all shuffling to the left, then come back shuffling to the right. I'm standing in place because I think this shuffling is stupid. I'm standing, with my legs spread out and leaning far forwards doing a stretch. The class moves around me, and some guy behind me starts taunting me about the fat around my ankles (!). I stand up and face him, he continues to insult me, and I respond with some insults to him (forgot the dialogue), at some point I push him down(?). + kissing a girl Quick kiss at first, she's responsive, I go for more lips action, get lucid as I wake up moving my lips? + surprised by old house cleaner woman who slept on couch, enter garage girl's passed out, she's naked, I carry her to the bathroom in my arms, have some fun I'm striding in to the kitchen of my prior adult house (I recognize the location only after waking up). As I pass the opening to the family room on the left an older woman quickly strides out of the family room into the kitchen ahead of me. She's wearing a (pink?) robe and looks like she's wearing rollers in her hair and looks like she just woke up. I'm a bit surprised/startled at her presence, I think the's the cleaning/helper woman and she must have arrived last night and spent the night. I glance to the left into the family room and notice a makeshift bed set up on a couch. We both go to the garage door and open it. Standing immediately inside the door with her face pointing to the right is some other woman. She looks stunned/woozy. She immediately falls forward flat on her face onto the ground behind the washer and dryer, she's passed out. I'm trying to pick her up. I eventually get her in my arms with her head to the left and her feet to the right. Spoiler for sexually explicit: I notice she's naked. I'm a bit concerned about the other woman but I get bold and forget about her and think this is a great opportunity. The woman I'm now holding seems extremely attractive, with really beautiful breasts. I cup her left breast fully in my left hand (while still carrying her) and it feels FANTASTIC, firm yet soft, amazing, I really like this. I take her to the hallway bathroom (to rouse her in the shower?) and I notice we're alone there. I'm still carrying her and standing directly in front of a large, wide, tall mirror which seems to be the shower door. Nobody has followed us, again I think this is a great opportunity, and spread the girl's legs widely and get a perfect view in the mirror. I reach down and rub her v-jay briefly, I get concerned she may wake up and remember so I stop (and cup her breasts once more?) then wake up.
Updated 01-22-2015 at 08:54 AM by 65364
I recall only some fragments. I saw barbaric hordes running towards the beach. They were escaping from an army. I was a wizard, and entered a cavern, where our outspost was made. I was attacked by a group of barbarians, but I used levitation to escape. I flew to the upper caverns, and watched as knights appeared inside to deal with them.
I entered this dream lucid after being consciously aware between dreams. The scene resembled Venice with the waterways running between towering ‘old fashion’ buildings. My dream guide John was sitting across from me on a pontoon boat as we enjoyed sipping on a couple of ‘cold ones’. The boat was moored to walkway alongside a tall building. Suddenly a tsunami wave came racing down between the buildings. The wall of water was only 4 or 5 feet high, so we were safe, except now the water was rising higher and higher, and current was insane. People scrambled into the buildings as the water rose, and were running for their lives! I continued to sit in the pontoon boat sipping on my drink watching the drama unfold. Our pontoon boat was now risen up to the 3rd storey balcony, and other boats were smashing into us. Dream guide John then stood up, approached me, and said, “Tie up the boat to the balcony! Quickly!” I thought, seriously, I’m enjoying all this excitement, while sipping on this drink, but okay, I’ll do it, so I said, “Sure.” I put down my drink carefully, so as not to spill it, and then I jumped off the boat and onto the 3rd storey balcony with the rope. The patio doors were open, so I decided to look around inside. It was a typical apartment, nobody was in there, and I looked around for something to tie this rope to. There was a stationary bike beside the doors, so I tied it to the bike frame. I went back outside and jumped on the boat beside dream guide John. I was starting to get into this dream! I looked at dream guide John and said, “This is very exciting! I really like this dream. This past weekend, in the waking world, I was laying vinyl flooring in my bathroom and I buggered up my neck, and it’s really sore. I’m having a hard time sleeping. While dreaming my neck doesn’t hurt, so I would like to stay here for a little while longer please!” John smiled and put his arm on my shoulder and said, “Yes, I know. You’re welcome!” Boats were piling up everywhere because of the tsunami. He then pointed towards the front of the pontoon boat and said, “Go that way, and jump onto the boat in front of us.”, so off I went. I did as he instructed, entered the boat’s cabin, and found myself walking a down a log hallway inside a building. I thought to myself, “This dream certainly isn’t following the realities of the waking world very well.” At the end of the hallway I found an old Irish style pub! Okay, this was good! Dream guide John then brought me a huge mug of beer, and I took a big drink. It was delicious! Then, to my surprise, my dear Aunt Patsy (who passed in the 90’s) walked in the doorway. She walked past me and sat at a table. I walked up to her and said, “I recognize you!” She then transformed into somebody else and smiled at me. I asked her name, and she said, “Kim.” Next, I asked where she’s from, and she replied, “Winnipeg.” I thought to myself, you’re not Kim, and you’re not from Winnipeg, you’re my Aunt from Ontario. I then thought I’d be tricky and ask her last name, but she said she couldn’t remember. I asked why she can’t remember, and she casually replied, “Because I’m dreaming, and I can’t remember who I am when I’m dreaming.” She was giggling at this point, and I told her, “I’m lucid right now, and I remember everything about myself! How can you not even remember your name?” Are you lucid? Who are you really?” By this point I was being surrounded by about 10 dream figures who were all intently listening to our conversation. Dream guide John then pushed through the crowd and grabbed onto my wrist and dragged me across the pub into the lounge area. John placed both of hands on my shoulders. Looked me straight in the eyes, and said, “You can’t go asking people their identification while lucid or we’re going to take away your lucid abilities!” He was looking real angry and his skin turned all red with yellowish polka dots. He then shouted, “Don’t do that anymore!” I said, “Okay, but please explain why I can’t?” He then yelled, “Because you will be given a kayler!” I said, “What’s a kayler?” He then said, “You know, a kayler!” He then demonstrated holding something in his hand, and he was poking it forward, like as if he was probing for something. I started to feel upset, so dream faded and all went black, and then I woke up. I definitely don’t want anybody giving me a kayler, no way! Keep that kayler thing away from me John!
I am playing for the state championship with my team football team and we are down with a few minutes left in the game. We are playing the game on a mountain covered in snow. With only a few minutes left, I intercept the ball and run it back for a touchdown to win the game diving into the show at the end. I then remember seeing Adam Englebert also catch a touchdown pass and getting jealous. After we win the game I get into a limo with Logan Ott and we drive around.
Updated 01-21-2015 at 03:36 PM by 58788
A really vivid and graphic sex dream. I'm gonna skip this one. I was buying a candy bar and some juice at a convince store in an airport. A city had come under attack by extra-terrestrials. This was in the distant future, and they used some kind of gravity wave weapon that would slowly lift every building in the city into the sky then drop them, destroying them. Also, the wave lifted the buildings in fast pulses, often crushing the bottom most few floors. I somehow found myself in a pet store. I was on I think the fifth floor of the building, so the pulses were pretty bad but the floor was staying together. One of the first pulses destroyed the fish tank though, and the water spilled out onto the floor. The fast lifting pulses were spaced by ten or fifteen seconds giving me enough time to make my way across the store to where the other animals were. There were not many. There was a very fat full grown cat, a small golden retriever puppy, some kind of mole or stoat creature, and a mouse/gerbil. I put all of the cages on the floor around me. There was a grey and white kitten, no more than a few weeks old without a cage. I picked him/her up in my arms. He/She was purring. The dream became very emotional as I realized that I was going to die alone with these animals when the gravity wave dropped us. All of the other people in the building were killed because they were on the lower floors. The owner of the store had been killed by a falling shelf when the first pulse hit. The pulses started getting harder and with less time in between. The windows began to crack and the supports were about to give out. I could tell that the building was over a mile up at this point, when the pulses stopped, the fall was not going to be survivable. The pulses just stopped. I thought that I had gone into free fall. I made my way over to the window. It was nighttime out now, weird because it was daytime when the gravity wave started just a few minutes ago. I looked down and saw that the bottom four floors of the building were almost completely gone, and that I was in a meadow on top of a hill. I looked around and there were no signs of human civilization or the aliens. I began to feel very confused about what had happened. I found another building that had been moved by the wave, with about a half dozen survivors in it. None of them were injured. I asked if they would give me a hand with the animals. Continuing on the theme of animals, I somehow found out about this group of criminals that partook in illegal dog fights. They preformed some kind of scam where they would act like they were a cheap alternative to a vet, then take your dog into the back room and not give it back. Then re-train it to fight in the ring against other dogs. I saw this unfolding with a young woman who approached with a medium sized white dog (I couldn't tell what breed.) Approached them. (In the back of a warehouse, come on lady, what vet holds their services in the back of a warehouse?!) She tried to run when she realized that something was up. The thugs started to chase after her, but she ran though the back alley where they kept all of the dogs. This place was disgusting. There were dogs in cages everywhere, and they all looked starved and un-cared for. Many of them had scars or missing ears. There were a couple of corpses (both human and canine) in the alleyway and a huge pile of dog feces nobody bothered to clean up. I somehow wound up running alongside the lady. I went to jump over a pile of dog feces when I floated several feet into the air. I realized that I was dreaming and caught myself on my flying jets. And you had better believe that I am gonna get these crooks. I looked down at the (roughly 100) cages in the alleyway. I raised both hands and broke all the locks. All of the dogs jumped out and into the alley. They looked at me as if they were expecting me to do something. Some were barking and whining. I held my hands up, blocking the group of dogs from view. "I want you to go in peace. I want you to go back to your owners or back to where you think you belong in the world, and I wish you all health and happiness." The barking stopped. I lowered my hands and everyone was gone. One of the criminals came around the corner with an handgun and started firing on me. I swooped in low, dodging his bullets, then spun around and kicked him into a pile of wooden palates. I was now in the back area of the warehouse. The other criminals could see me now, and strangely, their leader seemed to be a large white cat. (Oh no, don't tell me this is a play on the whole cats verses dogs thing.) Some of the goons charged me with pistols and AKs. I went back up and flew a half-circle around the camp, it consisted of a couple tents and some cars. I simply swiped most of the bad guys away, hoping I sent them somewhere unpleasant like an active volcano or the vacuum of space. I swooped down low and destroyed their tents. I pulled back up and saw that there were a few guys still firing on me. I spun around in the air dodging them. (Don't know why though. I've tanked bullets while lucid before.) I looped up and landed right in front of the guy. He emptied the clip of his assault rifle at point blank. I looked up at him. He was a big bald guy with round grey eyes. He looked half-asian. He dropped his weapon, terrified. "You don't deserve to live!" He faintly sputtered and dropped dead. I looked to the cat. He was a large white Persian cat. I read him and saw that he was known for winning cat shows. I cursed him, telling him he would never win anything but last place in a cat show, then swiped him off to his owner. At one point, I killed some guys by manifesting several handguns that were suspended in mid air and firing all of them simultaneously. I looked to the last man. He didn't look as criminal as the others. He had freckles and orange curly hair. He was small and scrawny, and wore a ridiculous plad jacket. I could sense the DC's energy. He was by no means evil. I sat down next to him on the steps. He told me a short story about how how his brother got him into the group, and he always thought that they were crazy-abusive. He then said that it would be best if he left and looked for a way to amend his dark deeds as a part of the group. ... I somehow wound up at Marcus' house. They were hosting some kind of celebration for my heroics. Manei was there and the two of them wanted to give me this really big present, but another DC who was there told me that I should wake up and not get the present. He/She gave me the dream ending feeling. I really wanted to hang on, but nothing happened. Well screw you too, random DC.
Updated 01-21-2015 at 04:06 PM by 53527
Without explanation my husband stepped out of the car in mid traffic without putting the car on park or putting a break on, and the car just kept going. I was sitting in the back seat behind the driver's seat for some reason. I could reach the stearing wheel but not the pedals. So I steered the car through heavy traffic without the ability to break. I avoided cars barely, and had to go onto the sidewalk to not hit a car. Then my husband caught up with the car by foot, and the car was finally standing, and he said something like "I must have not put the hand break on. Sorry my mistake." When I woke up I also remembered a fragment or two but I was tired and did not immediately record it, and lost those memory fragments.
Morning of January 21, 2015. Wednesday. I seem to be in La Crosse, but over time, I get a vague idea that I am not where I should be. However, I am not fully lucid at any point even though I regard my environment as if being in a dream. This is a fairly common state since early childhood but it is not of a fully conscious awareness as in vivid lucid dreams or scripted dreams. Another male is following me but is being more of a nuisance than being directly threatening in any way. Still, I decide that something needs to be done. In the back of my mind I seem to understand that I should physically jump out of my dream and try to find a different one. I eventually reach an area that is mostly like a cliff. I get the idea that the other male may just be coincidentally following me due to having some of the same interests, including jumping out of his dream. Still, I want to be on my own. The Dionne Warwick song “Do You Know the Way to San Jose?” keeps playing in the background in this and a couple other dream sections (likely due to having heard it on “Helix”, which my wife and I had watched five episodes of on DVD just before - though I also played it on keyboard when younger). The area I end up near is like an ocean of fog below me and reaching up to near where I am standing on the cliff. I sense that I am very high up. A version of the Golden Gate Bridge can be seen even though I am likely in Wisconsin near the Black River (for some reason, the Golden Gate bridge has replaced other actual bridges in a particular area in dreams). I also get the impression that it may be a newly bilocated version of the “eternity bridge” (a recurring dream feature since early childhood). I do not recall the bridge being rendered in Wisconsin before. It is normally bilocated from an unknown jungle and rendered over the shed in Cubitis, west to east, though the directional orientation seems the same here. It also seems I may be in a particular location on French Island (Wisconsin), but much higher on a fictional mountain or greatly elevated area. I decide to jump into the thick light-colored mist. When I leap forward, my body takes the exact form and feeling as if doing a parachute jump, face down, and remains as such for seemingly a few minutes. I do not see anything in the fog as I move downward through it. I feel very good as well as safe. After a time, I take control and am able to fly precisely under my will at a particular held altitude. However, I sense that the other male is still behind me (though by a fair distance such as a full city block at least), perhaps with the intent to ask me a question or set of questions. I do not feel like giving anyone advice or anything so I fly “under” a “dream barrier” of some kind hoping that he goes elsewhere from there. I am not yet sure of his identity. He may be Don K who had appeared in another recent dream. The “barrier” is a very old larger apartment building that is floating in the air within the fog with the bottom floors missing (recurring concept). I go much lower and then fly under it and through the empty area where the lower floors would otherwise be. The fact that I am flying under a large floating partial building does not trigger higher lucidity, but I do contemplate its nature with false logic. I get the idea that I am then entering another dream region once leaving the proximity of the building and the male following me will now end up elsewhere, far away from where I am going. My dream shifts into a present family setting. I am aware of the large number of books we have in the house, likely far more than anyone else in the region. I decide that maybe we should give a few away to make some extra room. I find myself looking at an older Donald Duck story (with Huey, Dewey, and Louie) in a book somewhat like a Little Golden Book but a bit larger. I actually end up reading the entire book and contemplate if it should go into the giveaway pile. It is not that coherent. There is a part where ants ruin a picnic and another part where a heron-like bird has the power of invisibility within an arched window and plays tricks on passersby.
Updated 08-27-2017 at 09:42 AM by 1390
>I was in the basement of a building with a blond Caucasian girl who looked to be 13-15 years old. We were both near a battery, she got sprayed with acid on her right hand and maybe on another part of her body then I quickly started to move her toward a sink while she didn't move on her own accord. With the water on, her hands went into the water (Either I put them in or she did) and I saw some blue on her right hand. Then, she dissolved before I realized what happened. This is perfectly in line with a conversation I had with someone on Youtube; she was literally saying "Let's pray for someone to burn in hell" and I was attempting to correct her, it didn't look as if she accepted it. The battery acid represents Vitriol; This word means acid, and it also means harsh criticism. So, I think she was harshly criticized. She did say she was part of a "Lutheren Whanau" (what is that? I know what "Lutheran" means to some extent though.) Also note that I wasn't sprayed. >Later, I was driving in a red 1970s Station Wagon with someone else in the front passenger seat and was looking at some people nearby at what I think was a picnic table. They were conversing about something which I believe I didn't want to conform to and I said something to them, then we drove off in the night.
Updated 01-06-2016 at 04:21 PM by 61868
In this dream I was standing in a 2nd storey bedroom watching teenagers mingling outside. It was nighttime, but the area was lit up by exterior lighting from the building. My vision was crystal clear, and it seemed too surreal not to be a dream, so I became lucid. No reality check needed. I slid open the window and shouted out to the kids, “Hey, can I join you guys?” One of the teenagers said, “Sure.” I popped out the window screen, and then asked the kids if it was safe for me to jump (of course it was). Another kid replied, “I don’t know?” They were all looking up at me with interest. In an effort to try something new while lucid, I decided to crawl down the side of the building like Spiderman. Instead of going straight down, I went at about a 45 degree angle; head first, down the brick wall towards the ground, crawling like a spider. To my surprise, when I reached the ground, all the teenagers were gone. A woman dressed in blue then looked out the second storey window at me, and when I looked back at her, she quickly moved away. I then woke up.
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