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Dream 1 - Dino dog
I really wish I tried harder to recall this, I feel like I forgot the best part of the dream . The only part I remember is the end where the adventure seemed to have finished. I'm in my parents house in the main lounge, it looks nearly identical except that the draws are on the wrong part of the room. There's a creature walking around casually being interested in stuff. It looks like a dog, but it's red and has more scaly skin and no fur. It has these long spikes arching back (about the length of a hand) that protrude from all around the circumference of its neck. Its snout is slightly longer and more point than you would expect, but only slightly. I remember opening up the draws and pulling out an African drum. It looks really primitive/incomplete, the hide stretched over the top is loose and only slightly held in place by some strings. I wonder how it makes a sound if the hide isn't stretched properly. I hold it and tap the top, discovering there's a slight wooden panel that covers 1/3 of the opening. It seems like you're meant to tap that and it makes a sound. Such a weird design. I strut around tapping it to some random beat and waltz in the study room where someone (likely my dad) is sitting doing work in front of the computer. The dinosaur looking dog is next to him just standing, it looks at me as I enter.

I think there was some kind of tension between me and the other strange creatures that were in this dream (though unmentioned because I only remember the end of the dream) which made me feel like the dog was supposed to be dangerous, but it was strangely docile.

Dream 2 -Library girls are the best
I can't remember how I came to be in the library or what we were doing there. I was with 2 (cute) girls that I think I may have been studying with. I remember there being a table but now we were obviously on the ground. I had my black bag in front of me spoon-feeding the front pouch all the pencils, pens etc that I seem to have in abundance (this is pretty true in RL ). The girls seem to have finished and are waiting on me, they're lying down next to each other about a hands width away on my left.
"Maybe we should kiss and touch" one mentions to the other. Instantly the attention of about 4 nearby girls is garnered, this makes me chuckle a bit as I seem to know that the 2 girls are just playing a prank.
"If you put your head here and do this, it'll help too" they say to me, indicating me to rest my head on the lower part of their stomach. I ignore her as I know she's just teasing me ^_^
"I heard that if you rub your breast while doing this with your mouth (tongue swirling motion) it will ????" one of the girl says playfully to the other (the last part was some generic benefit like good skin or something O_O). I'm still stowing pencils away, so many pencils... I start fiddling around in my bag looking for my hearing aids container, I get them and put them on. As I do this I glance to my right and wow, the four girls that were paying attention to my friends were leaning against a white-metallic book shelf and were each rubbing one breast while swirling their tongue around. Haha! I'm surprised they fell for it . After seeing them succeed I kind of just bow my head and rest it on the lower part of one of the girls' stomachs. It was like a sign of respect for them manipulating the other girls which I found impressive. The 2 girls were still lying flat on their back next to each other and now I had my head lying on them ^_^. The whole scene feels comedic and quite light. They tell me that if I rub my head a certain way and nuzzle their pants down a bit then it'll also have a good effect (it wasn't sexual though). I comply in a 'what hell am I doing' kind of way, just going with the flow. The girl closest to me I manage to get her pants down about 2 inches and expose her panties, they're blue.
"Geeze I only have one colour" she says kind of playfully (she probably meant to say she only had those panties and nothing else)
"Damn!" I respond, jokingly insinuating that she should get more colour variety. She cracks up laughing (in the dream with the slight-comedic atmosphere and non-sexual nature (yet growing sexual undertone) of everything it was just somehow really hilarious). This dream felt so weird to recap O_O

Dream 3 - Evil Monsters
Everything is grey: the atmosphere, the weather, the road I was walking on, the monsters. Everything was just somehow tinged in evil grey murkiness. This was some kind of adventure world. There were green trees off the road but even they seemed to be swallowed by the evil atmosphere. I think I was fighting some monsters earlier on, but now I was strolling down the road in the rain. I was with another person whom I didn't really want to be stuck with. He had forced a grey monster that somewhat resembled a zebra (though more hunched and slightly shorter) to lead us somewhere. The road we were walking was gravelly and had been worn down by cars, although it felt like cars weren't a part of this world. There's a bridge up ahead that goes over the road (about 10 metres high). I'm a bit ahead of the others, the zebra creature is behind me. I pass under the bridge, next is the zebra but as it's about to go under it perks up as blood splashes onto its back. It dashes beneath the bridge and cowers in fear, hoping that whatever it was will leave it alone. A huge creature suddenly drops from the bridge, "RUN!".
Sprinting away we manage to escape somehow (we honestly ran for like 20 metres so it doesn't make sense). I also remember the zebra thing getting squished and its body was split in half but that seems to have not happened when I next look at it. We're at a bend in the road and continue walking now. To the right of the road there's more trees, but to the left there's a sudden drop into a valley with a river passing through it. There's a sudden scream and it's ear-piercingly loud. Whatever it is must be REALLY powerful, we absolutely do not want to cross paths with it. I goof up somehow, slipping down the cliff face leading into the valley, I manage to stop the fall about 20 metres down by grabbing branches and clawing at the dirt. Uh oh, I hope that monster thing doesn't get us. My partner said "was that a doll?" which made no sense since it was a monster.

Dream 4 - Robo heroes
Me and some other people, not really sure how many but I think it's mostly girls, enter a classroom. There are 2 other girls already in here who we don't know. We introduce ourselves and conversation happens while I decide to go off and do my own thing. I walk into the neighbouring room through a side door and there's a bunch of people doing horticulture-related stuff. They must be in a club, they manage the schools gardens. I strike up conversation with a girl who seems to be the club leader, she's just shoveling compost into a bucket. It's pretty weird that she's doing this in the classroom. I mention how impressive their garden is which you can see through the windows, it's HUGE. There are heaps of potted plants and the whole thing is beautiful and green with lots of various plant species.
I haven't got a clue what or how I get into this next situation but I seem to be on the run. I don't have a drivers license like other robo heroes (which is what I am now apparently, as part of some hero academy) because I skipped classes and couldn't be bothered. There is another hero who I think must be my rival, he's got a license though. I run into a basement and hide. It's blue and has a little room to the side which is small but I manage to hide my frame enough to buy some time. The people looking for me come in slowly, I know that it's only a matter of time, they're programmed like a game to explore the route to a certain extent so that you can't hide in here forever. Surely enough, they spot me and the chase begins again. I think I'm some kind of blue robot hero with quite thick blocky robot parts. I can't seem to remember how to equip my weapons either. This is starting to feel a little like a video game. I run around a bit more before ending up in the same situation in another basement, this time with my rival present. He's captured me I think, he has weapons and I can't equip mine so I can't do anything. He's standing in the side room, the search party will be here soon though the rival hasn't alerted them to my presence. There's some sort of camaraderie between us. I realize I don't even know how to pick up a weapon either. It also feels like at some point I'm playing with a toy figurine (like a transformer) and I put a weapon into its hand, some kind of robot arm with a stick on it. My rival lets me go, I push him out of the side room so I can hide there, telling him to go outside hoping he'll send the search party in a different direction. They come down to the basement anyways and eventually I have to make a break and run for it again. I push past them up the stairs and out into the open. This time they REALLY don't want to lose me. They've called in back up, I think I can hear the sound of a helicopter in the distance. A flash car pulls up and 2 heroes (not overly robotic, more like a power-ranger suit tbh) jump out and run after me. I run really fast and then decide to double back, heading towards the car. I punch in the drivers seat window and open the door. Grabbing the hero driver I throw him onto the ground. I think someone says some like "Luke Skywalker can't driver either because he missed the driving lessons". I'm about to jump into the car and hopefully wing it with my non-existent driving skills but the dream ends.

Bahaha hope you enjoyed reading this 1'847 word long dream recap

I've had a bunch of dreams every night for the past week, although I haven't written them down because either there's been too many to keep track of, or they're not detailed enough to get their own entry.

But in each of them, I've been on the verge of lucidity. I think I was 50% lucid for a recent one, and I actually had a surprising amount of indirect control over everything.

I am making progress, just not writing down anything unless it's worthwhile.

Fairly late to bed (1am). Woke 7:30? Finished with a "high awareness semi-lucid" / "low awareness lucid" KI(S)LD

earlier:

+ I'm trying to figure out a locking mechanism on a gate. There are bars that I'm extracting and trying to fit into locking slots. I look behind me and there is some sexy-time activities going on behind me with several people involved.

+ I'm in a gym, observing from a medium distance how a girl approaches a machine and adjusts it, moving the securing/locking mechanism that I "remember" I couldn't find earlier when I was trying to use that machine. Once secured, she starts to use it.

+ (thought, not a dream?) I think about how when I was camping, how I'd like to sleep inside a tent, zip up the flaps but let air flow, it's warmer inside the tent than outside.

+ I realize I'm in a large, tall, open rectangular inside space. It is a grocery store. [Day residue from the building I'm working in which has a huge, open, rectangular, tall-ceiling-ed lobby]. The ceiling is amazingly high. I say out loud that they could fit an entire second level of shelves stacked above the first level of shelves. The store people aren't interested in my feedback.

I'm standing in one corner of the store with a girl and her (boyfriend?). We're next to some shelves packed with items. High up, they have books on the top shelf. "Hey, the have books here!" I say. I then invite the girl to go with me to some event that involves (motorcycles?), but I suspect she won't come because of her boyfriend. We then part, and we kiss briefly several times, and then I leave.

Then I'm standing in a group of people seated on tall stools and tables, like in an outdoor seating section of a cafe. One table has two girls and their mother, another table has a girl and her mother. At the 1-girl table the girl is holding a small pack of little things like (berries? peppercorns?) I think they may be goji berries. The 2-girl table people are really interested in what's in this packages, and the 1-girl table mother is exasperated/annoyed at their attention and hands them the package. They and I sample it, and it seems to be like parmesan-flavored popcorn.

I'm checking out the 2 girls at the table and choose the 2nd one, seated in the middle. I move in for some kisses. I'm nearly lucid at this stage, and I'm thinking lightly about the dream ending while I'm doing this. I feel the kisses but the sensation is slightly weak, like 50%, so I keep kissing her more times trying to feel it more intensely, and I wake up.

10.22.15

yesterday sleeping 1pm-10pm

Bad dreams. Demons. Not ghosts, but demons. I remember faces. One scene - I'm standing with another person and when a demon walks between us, we can detect it. There is a strange "pull" or electricity. Losts of abstract stuff.

D1 - My car was in the garage for some repairs. When I went in to pick it up I find it (a white car) has been damaged while its been there. The side of the car is raked with scratches, like its been in collision with half the occupants of Jurassic park.
I am not best pleased and just want to get my car out of that garage. The guy on the desk tries to make out there is a problem with the paperwork and he can't release my car. I have no photo id relevant. In the end he accepted my original receipt.

D2 - Playing with children in my parents garden. The grass and garden are idylic. I am then a small child again and go with some of the children to a swimming pool. I am carrying lots of Styrofoam cups of warm water with me. I place this precariously on a concrete plinth at the pool. The pool is weird a horrible deep concrete basin with a large plasma tv at our end, like a screen for scores.

[Comment]
I have figured out one facet of my current few dreams. White is used often for indoor scenes with artificial light
and outside is often dark and/or rainy.

Outside in my dreams seems to symbolise "waking state" dark and ominous , full of rain clouds with deep portent xD (my troubled waking life)
I think its pointing to the fact that my awareness in the waking state is very low intensity
and as a result
my dream state "white with artificial light" is very low intensity also.

Hence my subconscious is telling me to up my awareness dramatically (stop being lost in thought)
if I want my dreams to be more vivid...lucid even...

k time for more dream yoga...

I'm on a long, deserted beach; the sky is overcast and the waves are slowly crashing on the sand. The colors are muted, but intense: slab grey with white seafoam water, camel brown and coarse sand. The sky is grey and white like the belly of a beast. My oncle is here, his dog is playing in the waves, bright orange fur glistering. My oncle is talking, but I can"r hear him over the sound of the sea.

20-10-2015: A false awakening

I woke up in a bed in my living room. I quickly went out of it, and headed towards the kitchen. Suddenly I felt slight pain in the back of my right shoulder. My t-shirt was wet in that area. I took it down, and saw that I have a huge cut on my shoulder. The t-shirt was wet mainly due to a strange, colourless liquid that poured out of the wound. I looked at the cut for a while, and then woke up.

21-10-2015: Dungeon crawling fragment

I've been playing Dungeon Crawl. I had a high-level formicid fighter deep in the dungeon, but something kiled it.

22-10-2015

First dream

It was in a hotel placed in old fortifications. I was lying in a bed, thinking that the next day I'm finally coming back home. I wanted to pee, so I went out of bed and entered the toilet. The room had gray tiles. There were carpets and hangings with strange patterns. There was only sink in there, so I had to pee into the sink. After a while, doors to secret passeges opened, and someone walked through the toilet. I looked around again, and saw that the urinal appeared, so I uesed it instead of the sink.

False awakening

I woke up in my bed. It was 2.50, and it was dark all around. I thought to myself what a weird dream I just had, and then decided to go to the toilet. The lights werent working, so I had to do my thing in the darkness. I could barely see the toilet seat and a mirror to the right. I thought about ghosts for a while. I finished, and when I was just about to close the doors behind me, my grandma went out of the toilet, calling me to herself. Then I decided that I should just go to bed and sleep some more.

Third dream

I woke up near a small building in the middle of a desert. There was a motorcycle standing on my right. I sat on it, and drove away. After a while of driving on a small road, I entered a highway. It was warm early morning. I just reached a roundabout on a highway, watching various plants growing on it. They looked beautifull with beams of sunlight spreading between them.

Then I drove off to another part of the highway. Despite everyone turning there, the vechicles always moved in the opposite direction there. I had to drive between two trucks to see it myself. Then I decided to stop, and reach an airport.

I woke up in some kind of metropoly. I was lying on a road, close to a taxi cab. I looked to the cars mirror, and saw that I looked like a terminator. I entered the airport, and took someones wallet, then went to a street and asked who was its owner. A youg, tall and slim lady replied, so I gave it to her and moved on. It was a rainy early morning. There was a kiosk nearby, with a bald man working there. I asked him if they had a telephone cards, but he said that he never heard about something like that. There were two teenagers sitting nearby, conversating about how the word telephone card sounded.

I moved on. For every meter one could meet a telephone booth. All of them rusty and badly damaged. Then I saw a group of people inside a falling building. I ran towards them quickly and saved them.

Photos of Dad
I'm standing with my mom and my wife in a grassy area near a street corner. A small tree is nearby, and a park is across the street. It's a beautiful day: it's bright but not too bright, there's not a cloud in the sky, and there's no traffic. Mom is showing us photos, all 8x10s, of my father taken when he was a child. In one, he's sitting on a bench, next to an adult male with really poofy blond hair, practicing his violin. At first glance, I think he looks just like my older son; I look more closely and realize he's actually pretty chubby. That's never run in our family, so I can't understand why he's so chubby in this picture. Mom shows us other pictures, but none is as clear as the first. One of them even gets destroyed (my wife folded and ate it??), but it didn't actually have my father in it, so it's OK.


Destroyed washing machine
I'm sitting upstairs in my office when I happen to look out the window to see a truck with a trailer pulling into our driveway. On the trailer is an old washing machine, looking really beat up. Now I'm in my family room with the washing machine. I've never seen something in such bad shape. It looks like it's been shot at a couple dozen times, ripped open, then left out to rust. I note that there's still some water in the bottom of the washing tub, and that'll make it even harder to sell.

Now I'm in another room near some tables covered in tablecloths. More tablecloths are piled on the floor - they've been used like towels to dry out the washing machine. I've got a ballpoint pen and am trying to write on a dry corner of one of the tablecloths, but it's not working too well. I test the pen by writing on my hand, and it works fine. My wife walks up and asks what I'm doing, and I explain that these tablecloths are now so dirty that they'll either be bleached or just thrown away, and that either way it doesn't matter if I write on them; and it's so rare to have an opportunity to write on a tablecloth that I can't just ignore it.

Now we're pulling the tablecloths off of the tables in preparation to wash all of them. With the tablecloths off, it's easier to see the tables: it's a pair of folding 6 foot tables arranged in a T shape.


Graduate project
I'm in a fairly small room sitting at a conference table with a man, who's slightly older than myself, and a female grad student. She's got long blond hair and is wearing a blue jumper. Along with the other man, I've been tasked to help the woman with the project she's working on. She starts describing it to us, and despite not knowing any details about her work I'm able to make some good educated guesses and point out some things she missed. She's really impressed and says so; I don't do well taking compliments, but I remember how important it is to accept compliments well and try to say something accepting, yet humble.

Now it's another day, and I'm once again sitting around a conference table with them - though this time we're in a different room. I'm distracted by something and having difficulty following the conversation, but I start to tune back in when we get off topic and start to talk about hobbies. It turns out she enjoys cycling, and she's got a race at 8AM tomorrow that she invites us both to. It sounds interesting, but I decline since it's early in the day and some way from where I live.

Now we're talking about why we're working on this project. It seems that a company approached the woman and asked her to work on it, and the man and I were assigned to help her because the project will help our respective companies as well. The woman is being paid well for her work; he and I are just receiving our normal salaries, and our companies are the ones receiving the extra pay.

Now we're talking about the nuclear power plant in her hometown. She describes how the plant made all its own frosted class and built a main building with a very unusual low sweeping design. It's really attractive, and it actually has one wing that's a very nice art museum, one of the nicest in the area.


Secret stuffed animal
I'm doing some kind of secret agent stuff. Someone shows me a fairly large stuffed animal, a shiny white bear in a sitting position, and asks me if I notice anything special about it. I don't, so he shows me the tag, showing me that it was manufactured in <country with a name starting with G>, and that it was smuggled out at great risk. An agent couldn't do it - they'd be recognized - so it had to be done by the friend of a friend of an agent so it couldn't be traced back to us. I don't recognize the country, so I ask for more details. Smugly, he tells me that it's right next to Malta. I'm still confused - isn't Malta an island? Is this country nearby? He replies that it *touches* Malta. I think about it for a minute, then ask him if the two countries share the same island, and he says they do. I'm stunned - how could there be this little country that no one knows about?

Now I'm with a couple of other people, including Mom, in the baggage processing center in an airport. It's a huge space, poorly lit, with counters and conveyor belts running everywhere, both at waist height and overhead. Now we're pushing some tiny (maybe 2sqft) rolling platforms with stuff on them down an aisle between two counters. They're just on casters, so we're bent over pushing them - it's really awkward. Mom is in front of me, and she comes to an abrupt stop when her little cart hits a coil of orange extension cord that got knocked onto the floor. As we're trying to get her past it, a security guard wanders past. I'm a bit worried that he'll question us, but we all do a good job of looking like we belong and he walks past us without question.


Fragments:
I'm in a classroom helping people try to make a video for a celebration. There's something about blackboards vs whiteboards, and something else about an inflatable Big Bird.

I'm having lunch with a black guy I don't know. Later, I'm talking with a friend who's gushing that a really really famous lawyer is in town. As I talk more with her, I realize he's the guy I had lunch with, and she can't believe it and is terribly jealous.

Something about trying to set up resource access with two other guys who have signed up.

Something about loading kids in a minivan.

"So they sold me for no onions... man, I don't know."

Trying to keep working after midnight, nodding off at my desk, shake myself awake and realize I just half-dreamed someone complaining in these words... time for bed!

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Dream 1: Driving
I'm driving my old moped. I've got my Indonesian classmate on the back. We're going to the train station. She handles navigation but is not too good with left and right. It's mostly a curvy road with just a few options to go left or right. Ahead of us we see her [so she's there twice] going to the left on her bicycle, while the train station is on the right. I mention that that is what happens when you leave navigation to her. Luckily I know the way a bit. Just before the end there is a small uphill part. I struggle with it, as if I'm bicycling instead of using my moped. As soon as I'm on top I smoothly park to the right side, just left of an orange beat down motorcycle. Another Indonesian classmate and one of my best friends show up with another moped and park to the left of me. I open the seat of my moped and allow for them to put their helmets in. My helmet is too big to fit, but my classmate and my friend can easily stuff their helmets in there.

Fragment
» It's daytime and I'm sitting on the couch with my girlfriend. On the right side of us is my little brother. My girlfriend and I get a little bit flirty. On the left is another block of houses. There's a dude with an afro who spots us and says something. I think it's about something sports related, though I don't remember what exactly.

» It's daytime and I'm riding a bicycle, with someone on the back. Perhaps my girlfriend. I'm going through a neighbourhood and a part of the road has been blocked for construction work. I take another route.

» Still daytime. Walking outside, I think with some friends. We pass an intersection where a car accident has happened.

» I'm having a fight with my mom, though I don't remember what the fight was about.

Dream 2: Leaking
» Daytime again. I'm sitting in a public transportation bus with one of my best friends. It's just us and the bus driver. There is a pipeline similar to that of a sprinkler system on the left side of the bus, near the ceiling. It's leaking in several places, causing gas to come out. I mention that it's dangerous as fire is put out by taking away oxygen, exactly what this system does. I turn one of the handles to close it, but this just increases the pressure on a different leak. I don't wanna close them all, afraid of what all the build up pressure will do. In the end we exit safely. I remember the bus driver having brown hair, almost shoulder length. With curls. [aka: he had a mullet].

Dream 1:
Riding a motorbike fast down a motorway. I felt very unstable on the bike and couldn't move my foot off the peddle even though it felt unstable. There was a lot more going on in this dream but I can't recall all the details. I thought I was cold then realised I was just wearing jeans rather than full motorcycling gear.

Dream 2:
There were 2 massive piles of soil held up with some sort of plastic fencing. I was sitting in the middle of one pile, then I sank into it was wasn't unpleasant, and I crawled out. There were a few coconuts sitting in the soil with small shoots coming from them which I looked at closely and they would grow into palm trees. I looked up at the sky and wndered if it would be hot enough for holiday weather. The piles of soil were going to be turned into private islands that people would take holidays on. It was my job to get the islands ready, there was someone else to help me.
By the side was a further pile of fencing, plastic bags and some manure to add to the islands. I was shown how to wind the plastic bags around fence poles.
Somehow at this point this dream became muddled with the previous dream and I was trying to shove my motorcycling gear into a pocket on my jacket.
The person I was working with shouted to me that a cat had got a bird or something at the back door. I looked and it was actually a small kitten hanging on the door. I picked up the kitten and moved it into a backroom. The kitten had magots crawling on it, and frogspawn hanging off it. It's paws were really sore and red. I decided to look after it.

Dream 3:
I was going to give a talk to a hall full of people. I spent ages fiddling with a projector and climbed up to it 3 times to adjust it. I saw film of myself treating patients being projected at the back of the hall. I moved the projector screens around, there were 3.

*I was hanging out with Johnny and he casually mentioned how we had to go meet up with someone.

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Dream Fragment - I remember having a dream where I was playing guitar and I seemed to have broken a guitar string. The 6th string E (the top one). I noticed when I was playing that the sound stopped in a string and upon closer inspection it came off.

Dream 1 - Running and Cats
This dream seems so fragmented in places and I feel like it may have been 2-3 dreams but I just can't figure out the boundary between them. The first one is where I'm running around a lot. It's my main mode of transportation (walking and running in RL) and I use it to run up road to the top of a grassy hill. There's a barn-like building somewhere around. I remember looking across to the valley ahead and knowing that I would run up there as it's apparently a shortcut. It's a steep ascent but I should be fine. It seems to skip further ahead into the dream (or I just forgot everything) and I've arrived at the top of the hill again. This time an old residential hall friend called Luka was there. He seemed like he had matured a lot. I haven't got a clue what we talked about, but he's going the way I just came and I was going to take the shortcut. I notice that the place is a lot busier than it used to be, it's summer or something and a bunch of campers have come here. As I turn around and head to the shortcut the bottom of the hill becomes visible (it goes downslope and then back up across the valley side). The usual empty barn place is full with people around putting up tents. God damn it. I can't go that way anymore since I'm not technically allowed to travel this way and I don't want to get caught. I decide I'll run and catch up with Luka again, he can't have gone far. I sprint my way after him, but wow there are a lot of tents. Suddenly I find myself just leaping around dodging over the lines holding tents up. There's an outrageous amount of them... I make it to the dirt road I usually use to get up the hill. I'm still sprinting + jumping acrobatically around, there's a bunch of lines that increase in density along this road. I end up just doing these insane spinning flips all over the place O_O. Seems like I'm a professional acrobat in my dreams .

I don't know what happened next, but I'm somehow in a school-like gym which has running lanes for 50m. I think I run against an old classmate from high school who was ridiculously fit and pretty damn fast. I seem to outrun him now though, my speed is extraordinary.

I have no in what order this part occurred in within this dream, but I'm in a vehicle/room which has a row of seats on each 2 sides facing each other. They're packed with people chatting casually amongst themselves. The walls are white-metallic I think, I must be near the front I think (which is to my left, meaning I must be sitting on the left side of the vehicle). 3-4 metres to my right would be where the back exit for the vehicle is I think. I think I talk to someone on my left who is standing slightly. After our conversation he goes back to where he was supposed to be seat but my mom (who is sitting on the opposite side about 2 metres to my right) talks to him. I perk up my ears and try to consciously listen into the conversation. She says something like "Oh he's just hard to deal with because he is used to the personalities from game characters and stuff". O_O geeze mom, thanks. I talk loudly enough so they can hear me and say "Hey you know I can hear you right?", and I think she replies saying something "Oh now don't be like that". God damn it.

I'm in my house now in the family room, there's some kind of theme going on with cats. We seem to own maybe 2-3 cats in this house (in RL only 1, because 2 passed away nearly a year ago). Strangely there are a bunch of stray cats in our house though. There are also a few dream characters but I just can't picture who they were. There was a pair of girls and I think one was meant to be a cousin (I don't know any cousins), there was maybe a younger kid playing on the floor. I think maybe my mom was around too. These characters just seemed so hazy even in the dream, like they were barely existing and didn't have any background to them. One stray cat is a scrawny shaking ginger cat that has some similarities to the one we own in RL. The other stray was this crazy looking tomcat that was under the couch, it jumps at my hand and I literally spent a minute in dream time trying to pry its teeth and claws out of my hand. In the end it rips a chunk of flesh of and has these rip marks in its mouth. I think to myself that it must be rabid. At this point I realize I have to put these cats down and hack them apart (this scene was omitted in my dream, they kind of just ended up like that... Phew). There seemed to be a couple strays before that had left and it had made the pair of girls go searching for them, one was crying. I put the dead cats into a paper bag and know that I can't let the girls see them because it would just upset them. I decide to go round to the back of the house in order to bury them. I make my way to another room in order to sneak out but run into a new character, another girl. She pulls out a stray cat from underneath a couch. It has the ugliest snubby face ever and its fur is completely white and really fluffy. She's holding it by the scruff of its neck and it's pissed off and hissing at her, though not really able to resist. She says that they're keeping it, and in reaction to it hissing she said "it's just scared of the rain".. Huh? It's not even raining. It's hissing because it doesn't like you holding it -.-. I feel a little bit of regret for killing the cats even though one was rabid, but I question myself about why I killed the other one. Why DID I kill it? I couldn't think of an answer at all, it was just a scrawny malnourished cat