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Notes:
- No real techniques were used to achieve this; just luck I guess. I just felt like it was ridiculous that I was scared of a little ball.
- I REALLY wish I could remember what the DC said. I know it was witty, but I can't remember what I asked either.

[Fragment begins]:
I was getting chased by a green orb at a party and it was going to kill me if it touched me, so I got scared and ran. Then I thought "Seriously? It's just a stupid green ball. I mean, look." And it hit my arm and deflated like a balloon. Somewhere in the midst of that I realized I was dreaming, and then I proceeded to prepare myself to try talking to a DC (something I hadn't done before in a lucid). So then I went over to one of my friends and (sadly, my recall is faltering) I asked him some question and he responded with some sort of yo mama comeback... such a witty subconscious

[The dream fragments...]

+ I'm in a multi-level parking garage, typical gray cement structure. I park my car? I'm riding a bike, and ride along a nearly vertical surface between two levels, the lip at the top of the wall is curved and I think my tires have enough traction to hold me vertical on this wall. I do stay vertical but can't make my way up over the lip to the upper level, the upper level is about at the level of my hips on my left, so I lean over, lying my body down on the cement floor while still straddling the bike, and flip the bike up and over on to the upper level (and keep riding off?). There's a guy up ahead giving directions, and I follow the arrows to the way out. I'm having a bit of trouble peddling, (I see someone else peddling and they have no problems?).

+ In a party room. In the corner I'm pouring cups of a red drink, placing one cup into another cup below it so as not to spill (but a little spills anyway?). There's a middle-aged woman wearing a white blouse nearby, someone carrying something bump into her and spills several blotches of what looks like olive oil on to her white blouse, I glance at the stains but don't pay it more attention. (This was in the "left corner" or the room). In the right corner of the room there is a guy announcing something, and it seems funny to me because he's using a sterotypical American advertisement "announcer" voice, and I start making fun of it and talking in the same way. I explain that in America they talk in ads like this (they already know that, though). There's some box on the ground we're taking things out from?

Then one of the emcees, a young woman, reaches over and picks up a clarinet and starts to play. The sound is beautiful with a pure tone, totally accurate clarinet sound. I watch her fingers change positions (forked fingering) as she switches between different notes.

Notes:
- I've been really busy lately, so my focus during the day hasn't been on dreaming, so no lucids and my recall's down at the moment. Hopefully this weekend I can have some fun.

[Fragment 1]:
I'm playing GMod (but I'm physically inside the game). I'm in this big house with tons of rooms, and I have this NPC pack that includes one called "Morgan ____". I can't remember the last name now, but the name was burnt into my memory for a good while afterwards. I decided to spawn her. She walked around like a Witch from L4D, but then I provoked her somehow, and the silently but violently began pursuing me. She was very anime-esque, with pale white face, black holes for eyes, and blonde hair and a black & white striped dress (very Tim Burton-ish overall). I ran away, but no matter where I hid she would find me. I get tired of this and a little creeped out, so I go to the Client Options menu and delete everything I've spawned. She disappears. Then she comes back. I do this over and over, until I get really freaked out and think she's a computer virus or something (shoulda seen it; that's one of my dream signs). I open up the main menu and reach for the disconnect button, but she grabs me and tries to keep me from it. I finally press it and reload the map. SHE'S STILL THERE.

[Fragment 2]:
So I'm going up the stairs in my house and my dog's sitting on the landing. There's some other person's dog in the house, and it's looking at her. They're both wearing neon-ish accessories. Then, the other dog mounts my dog and I wrestle him off.