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I was in bed with a woman. She was older then me, but not much, perhaps in her late 30's. I think she had red hair, or dark hair. I wondered to myself how I got this lucky. And I realized this was very unusual for me.

The house was in a suburban neighborhood of almost identical houses. When we were downstairs again, I saw something. It was a flying saucer. It looked like the city destroyers from Independence Day, but smaller - about 50 meters (150 feet) in diameter. It had an opening in the bottom center of the saucer, but this wasn't a weapon. It was more of a tractor beam. I think I got really excited, and ran outside. Our neighbor was also on the street, gawking at the ship. I took out my phone and started filming it. But the saucer went hostile. It started snatching people up using the tractor beam. I saw that the "beam" was more of a thin white wire, people got tangled in it, and pulled up to the ship. I ran back inside as my neighbor got taken. I kept filming through the roof (there was a skylight), but the battery power dropped below 8% and shut down my ability to record video before I could get the saucer itself in the image. So instead, I took some snapshots of my neighbor being lifted up by the white "thread". At some point, whoever was flying the saucer became aware I was in the house. I was grabbed by the thread through the back door (which was still closed, it was thin enough to fit between the door frame and the door). It tried to pull me through, but I resisted with all my might. I pulled so hard, I was pulling the wire back, instead of the wire pulling me back. It was during this struggle that I saw something. On the wall there was something that looked like a soap dispenser, and it had English writing on it. Strangely I thought this proved the saucer wasn't piloted by aliens, but rather by humans. I questioned it for a second, realizing the dispenser wasn't part of the ship, but the situation was too hectic for it to fully sink in. Anyway, suddenly the wire gave up, and the vanished again. I went outside, hell-bent on getting out of that neighborhood. I ran around the house and considered climbing a fence, but it was high, had spikes at the top and a high hedge behind it. Luckily, I saw I didn't have to flee anymore, as I saw the saucer fly off in the distance. Interestingly, the girlfriend had disappeared from existence somewhere mid-dream!

I ran away from the house, joining a column of people walking on a dirt road, in the fields next to the houses. I was very emotional by what had just happened, and desperate for someone to believe me. They saw I was very shook up, and realized something must have happened to me. Suddenly I 'realized' the day had been 'reset'. This had all happened before, only then I was the one who didn't believe the UFO believers. The previous day started with this exact event, the column of people walking through the fields (it was a false memory though, I had no such dream).

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A later dream had me crawling through a ventilation duct, and disarming a flashbang grenade attached to one of the exits as boobytrap. I managed to do it, but there was still lasers and a turret attached to the lasers (cross one of the beams, it riddles you with bullets). I exited the vent same way I got in, and ended up in a supermarket? My ex-friend Fenn was there, and quite of few other people. I talked to him about the trap (I think). His buddy (another ex-friend of mine) Barra was nearby, and looked pissed because I was talking to his best friend. At some point I was wearing a long, white leather coat with fur around the collar (I casually adjusted the collar, that's how I found out).

DILD 1-Not able to see anything, I found myself carrying somebody who sounded like my late grandpa. I could hear my grandma as well. I felt a bed and placed my grandpa there. I told him I couldn't see. Suddenly my vision flicked on. My grandparents were laying in bed, both naked. A soft light shone on them. We rejoiced and talked for a bit before I woke up.

DILD 2- I was looking from my bedroom window across the street.A voice said they needed help. I phased through the window and flew across the street. A tiny brown puppy appeared in my hands and we flew. The puppy said, "Thing about dogs, you can kiss them!" My dog IWL then flew up to join us. We landed someplace where there was a big brontosaurus. I figured I had enough of this nonsence and tried to find an opening to summon an orca. I woke up. I looked at my clock and found I had only been asleep for 5 minutes! Hmm. I did a nose plug and could breathe. I phased through the window and flew outside, again looking for an opening to summon an orca. I tried to summon one but couldn't. I woke up.

I’m playing this Virtual Reality console that intercepts your brain impulses so that your muscle movements move your game character instead of actually making your real muscles move (kind of like Sword Art Online). I’m in this dungeon game that is kind of a mix between Zelda and Shadow of the Colossus. I have to go from room to room, killing the giant dragon that lives in each room. Each dragon starts out invisible, so half of the game’s challenge is the puzzle of how to make the dragon visible so that you can actually kill it. The first dragon I remember facing was one involving a laser trip-wire and invisible fireballs. The dragon starts out blocking the laser so you don’t see it, but once you get close enough, the dragon moves and starts shooting fireballs. The key is to stand in the path of the laser and reflect it at the dragon (using the sounds of fireballs passing by you to locate where it is) to make it visible. I finally accomplish this and quickly manage to kill the dragon.

I don’t really know what causes it, but I suddenly become lucid. However, as soon as this happens, I’m grabbed by an invisible force and pulled sharply downwards. It feels like a ton of strong, invisible hands are pulling me somewhere, and even though I know it’s a dream, I’m still fairly terrified. I try my best to fight back. I struggle to break free of the grasp, then swing my fist, hoping to land a punch on whatever creature is fighting me before being grabbed again by what feels like even more hands. It’s somewhat disorienting, as I have the distinct feeling of being pulled, but the entire scene around me is completely still. This struggle continues for several unnerving minutes. I start to feel like I’m actually shaking and groaning in real life, though it may have been a false dream-me using the VR headset. The monster starts to become slightly more visible each time I hit it, though it’s still mostly a purplish-haze that appears on me while I’m pulled. I finally get to the point where I can’t take it anymore. I reassure myself that I’m dream and that I am in control. I then grab at one of the “hands” and do my best to swing it downwards, hoping to slam whatever is at the other end into the ground. It works, so I keep doing it, getting harder and harder with my swings each time. Finally, I release all my built-up rage towards this monster in one final powerful slam that cracks the concrete beneath it.

The silence is deafening. I stop to catch my breath and take a look at what I’ve done. On the floor lying dead is this dragon-like creature that kind of looks like a blue version of Baloo from Zelda: Wind Waker, but slightly more snake-y. I look around and find that I’m still in the laser tripwire room, but the dragon from that room is back. I don’t feel like fighting it again, so I check my inventory. I see a picture of the beast I just killed - apparently it’s the second-to-last boss in the entire game. I also have the option to summon it to fight for me, which sounds like an awesome idea. I press the button to summon it, but the game kind of glitches out, and I end up standing on its head while it flies upwards, causing me to phase through the ceiling into the room above - the dungeon of the final boss, “Glibc” (frick, I’ve been programming too much lately). Luckily, I manage to escape the room before the boss battle starts.

I find out that the game is being recorded by the Game Grumps for one of their episodes, and once they’re done, they turn off the console, which sends me back outside of the game into this huge ballroom. I meet this guy who I’m apparently supposed to get to know, since we’re going to start working together. I start talking to him, but I notice this holographic display pops up next to him showing his interests compared to mine. They’re all colored red - meaning we share absolutely nothing in common. I try thinking of something to say, but then I wake up.

I’m still kinda shaken up from the nightmare, so I can’t fall asleep right away (so basically a forced WBTB), but I eventually do. I have a small fragment of driving in a huge circle around my entire college campus on this road that somehow intersects itself.

I’m now riding in a car about to meet up with some friends for a game of tennis. I’m riding in a car with two friends (who I don’t actually know in real life), and we see our third friend walking from the parking lot into the park. Apparently one of our traditions is that whenever we see this friend, we throw a shoe at her. So my friend pulls my shoe off and throws it out the window, just barely missing her. We all get out of the car, when we realize that the entire place is infested with these huge yellow ants and a swarm of Beedrills. The ants start crawling up our legs immediately, and I’m especially vulnerable since I’m missing a shoe. I duck my head and hope not to get stung as I run through the Beedrills trying to get back to the car.

DILD - 10
Super Strength - 5
Fully phase through ceiling - 10
WBTB - 2
1 Fragment - 0.5
1 NLD - 1

Night 4 Total - 28.5 pts

I'm in a hotel hallway in front of what I suspect is my hotel room door. I see the door next to where I was planning on going is ajar. I enter the room, and there is a giant decorated Christmas tree in the center, a bed on either side of it, and behind it, there are risers like from a chorus concert in elementary school. I see Lauren, my ex girlfriend, and she has short red hair like from when we were dating, natural red, not like burgundy or dyed red. She tells me that we have to take down the Christmas tree and put the room back to normal. I walk up to the tree but now instead of decorations, it has things from a craft fair all stuck into it... like yard signs, like "Santa Stop Here" and stuff like that, reindeer, etc. Everything is very sparkly and glittery. I start taking the signs out and placing them in piles according to design. Everything in the tree is grouped into bunches of three or four. I look over to the risers, and they're all covered with white cloth, I guess for decoration, or maybe to make it look like snow. It seems like something is moving underneath it, and I want to check it out, but something tells me it's not a good idea.

Bed @ 2245 /w glass of water
Woke @ 0400 /w full bladder

Fragments:
I'm in a flat grasslands, and I'm surrounded by people with horses who I know to be the Rohirrim. I'm pleased with how they treat their horses (and wouldn't expect anything different), but I feel very uneasy about something.

I'm showing off my trackball: especially how I've got buttons on it set up to switch between different virtual desktops and how Synergy lets me control two computers from a single keyboard and mouse.


BTB @ 0410 /w SSILD
Woke on and off through the night

Fragment:
I'm in a strange vehicle that looks like a white, mechanized worm. A bunch of blue goop gets dumped onto its head and a giant circular saw comes down and starts cutting into it where the goop is.


Going for a walk
I'm talking with my wife about the day's schedule. We're going to be taking the subway downtown, and I'd like to stop by my office for a few minutes, since it's near the station. I think I'll have time for about half an hour, but my wife points out that, with walking time and schedule uncertainty, I'm probably not going to have any extra time at all, especially if we plan to have lunch together. There's something about a restaurant in the station itself, walking down the hall from the dining area straight to the ticketing booth.

Now my family and I are walking to the local subway station, and my old friend Brian is with us. We're spread out across a full lane on the road, but there are no cars, so we're safe. We come to a T in the road, headed off to the left, and take it. The road starts going uphill. Now Brian is pushing a small shopping cart with some of our stuff, and he's going (in my opinion) way too fast. I keep thinking that he's either going to tip the cart or run into someone. Eventually, I end up running alongside the front of the cart, keeping one hand on a front corner to guide it. We come across a neighborhood on our right and turn into it.

Now we're standing in the neighborhood near something like a gazebo. Looking through it, we can see that we're right on the edge of a steep slope down, and we have an amazing view of the country beyond. Most of it is flat, but there's a mountain sticking up from the middle. The side of the mountain looks like a patchwork quilt of different colors. I remind my second daughter that the other side of the mountain was all one color and contrast it with how different - and neat - this side looks.

1- My husband and I were on a cruise ship early and we were eating food when my husband realized he forgot our dressy clothes. He said we had plenty of time to go back and get them so we got off the ship (Dreaming because I had no idea where home was) and I couldn't find him anywhere. Needless to say I was walking and running through really bad areas that looked like a ghetto when I made it back to our place(dead giveaway it was a dream) we had a roommate. I kept calling my husband to find out where he was and worried if something happened to him, or did he stay on the ship? I mentioned that to the roommate when she acted as though she was shocked we were on a cruise. I was worried about the dogs. I showed her the directions on the table and she said she couldn't watch them. Now I didn't know where my husband was and the roommate wasn't going to watch the dogs, yet the cruise was paid for and I wasn't going to waste it. I teleported there by just thinking I needed to be back on the ship and if only life were this easy we could actually go on vacation haha. I was back on the ship and spent so much time again searching for my husband and never found him. Very loooooong exhausting dream. So happy to have had sleep last night though :-).

2- It was daytime and I was out in the backyard playing frisbee with dogs when I noticed the moon starting to open up (knew it was a dream, but intrigued to see how it played out). Panels were opening up on it and it looked like a big black opening. There were a bunch of spaceships flying around it that looked really long and rectangular and they were all lining up. I call my husband to come see this and tell him he has to just watch and not talk or move. You could hear the sounds of machinery all the way on earth. People started floating toward the moon like there was no more gravity, only it was just the people moving? I looked at him and his eyes were wide, I told him he was in my dream so he was safe. (This is opposite from my usual flying dream, now I had to keep us both on the ground) The dogs were no longer in my dream but my neighbors dogs and kids were all floating up and they went through the pool cage. My neck felt sore from looking up for so long but I couldn't stop watching. They were piling them into the space busses and taking them to the moon. I know I could have probably done a lot with this one if I was on my own but for some reason it felt good to know I kept my husband safe haha.

Day 4.

A full non lucid dream.

I was a girl, and I was around 17 years old, I had black long hair, and I loved art. I wanted to be an artist. So I entered an Art Academy. My permanent teacher. Was an Artist himself, and was still fully active with making art. He got two students he would teach art, and that were me and a other girl.

The other girl was one year older then me. (18) she had orange curly hair. She looked a little like a lion.

The teacher had black long hair till beneath his shoulders. He was around 24 year, and pretty handsome..

The girl was totally into him, so she tried to flirt with him a lot... But we can't have any love with teachers. It is prohibited, so I try to keep my distance.

But what I noticed, was that the girl wasn't really experienced with art, and almost had nothing she knew about art history.
I really wondered how she entered this Art Academy. You need a portfolio..So I wonder if she had anything good enough to enter?

Anyways, me trying to do what is told, took a big sheet of paper, and I begin to draw rouch sketches of the things I saw in the big white room. (that was the first task, draw what you see in the room)
The other girl still hadn't begun the task we had to do.

The teacher scolded her for not doing his command, and that she had to get started and not get so clingy on him. (She is around him all the time, she is like sticking gum) it didn't bother me much. She can do whatever she wants...but I hope she does something what has to do with art. What she came for..

a little while later, the girl had to go somewheere for a meet up, so he left.
The place was only for me, drawing what I see. And the teacher working on his own things.

It was so quiet. only sounds of paper sounds, and writing sounds. I was almost done with my drawings.
So I had nothing to do. I just take a look at the room, and there were various painting hanging on the wall of famous artists. But I also noticed some who are aren't famous, but I totally knew them.

As a little kid, I always took all the artbooks in the library with me, and looked page for page at all the art that was made. I never got bored, and found all the art wonderful. I also remembered them perfectly who made the art.

I loved art because there always is a story behind it. And that story is made with colors, stripes, and various other things to make that story. You can also draw your emotions with it. There is much you can do iwht drawing. It's the same for tattoos. Although I don't know if I want one yet. Maybe later in the future. I am still too young for it.

Back to present. I watched a painting in the room. It was my most favorite of all. It was dark painting with a burned down forest, and a white dressed woman sitting next to a pool of black water.

I was absorbed in the painting, till the teacher suddenly stood next to me, watching the painting with me.

He asks me, "do you like this painting? You know who made it?"

"Yes.... I really like it. It is so dark, like I can feel it through, and I am standing there. I can feel all the emotion." "Also... The artist who made it is ......."

Him, "Yes, you are right with the emotion. I also can feel it and be absorbed with it, as If I am standing there, feeling pain. It's that this is on my top 1 most emotions painting. And the artist isn't that famous, but you still know the name who made it, that is incredible."

His compliment skips a beat.... "I-it's nothing.. I saw it in a artbook when I was young, and it became my motivation to make my own art like it."

"Mmmmmm, interesting. I'll help you reach your goal since you are my student."

"Y-yes!! Thank you very much, please take good care of me!! I'm looking forward to it."

He smiles and says, "haha, take good care of me too, I am looking forward to it."

It was already time to go home, but full of happiness. (I wonder what kind of art he makes?)

The next day we begun painting what we feel. Put your emotions on the painting. I was happy with this task, because it is what painted the painting I love the most. It will be a good experience! The other girl was not that happy like I was, and only stood there bored, with her phone in her hand. Chatting with her friends. (I don't like her that much... Why is she even here if she doesn't do anything?)

Well, I'll ignore her. I started thinking of my emotions. Trying to think of colors that would fit them. When I know what I am going to use, I get started with mixing colors.

While I was painting, the teacher entered the room after he brought some paperwork to the director. The orangehair girl, immediately putted her phone away, and jumped like, on his shoulders. The teacher was totally annoyed with it, but stayed calm. He tried to get the girl started with her painting.
They sure look lovely dovey though.... Not that I mind... I think. (Argh, what am I saying? I shouldn't think anything about it, a relationship with a teacher is forbidden, so she can't, and.....I can't.)

I was still painting my emotion that I suddenly noticed that I used more dark colors, because of how annoyed I was with the girl.

(Whoops! I wasn't planning to paint colors of annoyance...)



The teacher saw my shocked look, and begun walking towards me. (Whaaaaa nooo, don't look pls! It is totally messed up..) I say that on the inside, but on the outside I try to stay calm.

He then stood next to me, observing my painting. (Ahhh, he is so close! Wait.. Why am I freaking out? It is just a teacher!)

I step a little bit away to keep the distance.

He doesn't notice a thing.

"Hooooooo, so first happy feelings and then suddenly you get a turn of emotion of annoyance.." "I wonder why you suddenly got annoyed? I wonder if it is the girl who doesn't do what is told and is too lazy to do anything?"

"......" (I had no words, he knew exactly what I was thinking..) I stayed silent for a while, finding words to say.
He breaked the ice, "Haha, it's okay. I am also worried that she can be thrown out of the academy if she doesn't do anything, I am trying to get her to work."

I answer, "Yeah, but I also wonder how she entered here, can you tell me?"

The teacher stares to emptiness, and answers, "That is classified information, I am sorry I can't tell you."

"Oh... No worries, it's okay." (Classified information huh....)

Later on the day, the girl still didn't do much, and tried to flirt with the teacher again. He tried to get her off his back, and working on his paperwork he has to finish. Me, already done with my painting, and totally satisfied...Even though some colors of annoyance weren't meant to be here. I am ok with it.

On a nearby green sofa, I layed down, and let my thoughts out for a while. This sofa is soft... I am little sleepy.. But I try to stay awake, I am in school, I can't fall asleep at this place. I stared at the ceiling, and walked with my eyes from up to bottom, observing it. When I noticed there was a painting hanged up in the middle of it. I instantly knew which artist made the painting. It was again on of my favorite paintings after the dark painting.

This painting is very old, and a reference of the style that was used in the stone age, were people drew drawings on stone.

This was a painting made with tools direct out of the nature. Like stones with colors, and the colors of plants. It is overall orange-brown, and used with more dark brown for the figure of the face of a man with a large chin. There were also white spots overall on the painting. As if the man in the painting drew on himself with patrons. While staring at the painting I closed my eyes.

A while later I woke up, because I heard someone calling out my name.

".....!! .......!!!! ...!!"

"Mmmm......yeah??"

I get a blurry vision of a figure with black long hair. Sitting next me.

(Whaaaaaaaa!!!!!!)

I opened my eyes instantly, and could see better this time. Did I fall asleep?? Damn! I didn't plan to fall asleep at school!!

I sit up. And he asks, "haha, did you have a nice nap? The other girl is already gone."

"Whaaaa, sorry! I didn't mean to sleep here, I was just laying, an staring at the painting on the ceiling, and instantly fell asleep without noticing."

I apologize countless times.

"Haha, it's okay, if you are tired you should sleep. Don't push yourself too hard, you have to be healthy to make good paintings. You can always nap here if you feel like it."

"......Alright, thank you for being so kind."

Then he asks me a question.

"So, do you know who made the painting, hanged up on the ceiling?"

"Yeah... It is '.......' from Africa. I remember every artist and painting I see, even the more unpopular ones."

"Haha, you know pretty well, you really like arthistory, don't you?"

"..yeah, it tells everything about a story. It fascinates me."

It stays silent for a while. And then I think about that I should go home to make dinner.

"I should go teacher, I had a great day! Teach me more tomorrow!"

I stand up, and walk away to take my jacket and bag. When I try to escape the room, the teacher grabs my arm, and pulls me to him, kissing me on the lips. (Whaaaaaa???!!!! What's happening?) I try to push him away, but that didn't work, because of his strong arms. (A teacher kissing a student? That is forbidden right? Why is he kissing me?) I then stare to his eyes, when he opens them. I see my reflection cleary into his grey eyes.

It's there that I woke up... Why at that moment? I wanted more... Anyways, hope you liked it^^.
*Sorry if grammar isn't correct!! If there is anything wrong, you can tell me!! thank you*

I was at home at my dads house. It was a summer morning and I were about to go school, but before I wanted make sure everything was really shutted down.
I went back to my room and found my computer was still running even though I'd press on shut off, the screen was off but the fans in the computer were still on - so I turned it off on the backside.
Then my sister suddenly were home and she were gonna start the washingmachine, I told her not to do it if she's not going to be home all day, as well she had loaded the washingmachine with barely any clothes so I told her to fill it up instead. I pressed on a button to finish the washing immeditly.
I felt in a rush for school, I went to the office where I'd my backpack and suddenly I felt that I needed to have a shit, I couldn't hold myself and a second later I'd a pile of diarrhea on the floor.
I went to toilet to gather paper and I told my sister that I just need to take up some shit I'd and told her it looked like melted chocolate.
As I wiped up shit I noticed a pack of toiletpaper was nearby that also had some diarrhea on it, so I grabbed that paper and wiped up all diarrhea.
Then I were walk to the hall to get my outdoor clothes and rush to school.

the end.

I am part of a task force. I think I am a tech specialist rather than a fighter. We are sitting in the VTOL as we are briefed to ambush and take over an enemy base. It is dark when we land, and we rush out. I am to head towards a building in the centre of the base, as we fight our way through ruins and buildings of smooth black stone. My squadmates are with me, but we are spread out as we attack the surprised soldiers from the dark, shooting our way through like knife through butter.

We take control of the base, and I am called in to deal with the central building. I pay attention to my squadmate's instructions, which make me realize that I am dreaming. At which point I stop paying attention to him and start to examine my hands and stabilize myself instead. My hands are freakishly small, and my right hand has about eight fingers. Regardless of my attempt to stabilize, I wake up.

All not lucid.
- I'm doing things. I'm with friends. I use tool and materials. The thing generated mess in the house of my parents. My mother complains about all those screed on the floor. Bah

- I'm in the pub with my friends and also my ex (never seen her before) and her new boyfriend are with us. I accidently say something that makes them having a discussion. He becomes defensive and sarcastic. I talk to him, I apologize for what I said, it was not my meaning to cause him troubles. I advise him to calm down and be nicer to the girl because for experience she doesn't appreciate that behaviour.

- I participate to a running competition inside a supermarket. Only one runner can run per time. The total distance is 5 km, the tach is the perimeter of the supermarket (inside). I do one round and I think that I finished, but the woman at the information point tells me that it's not enough. I do other five rounds. But they're also not enough. I swear that the feeling of running was incredibly accurate.

First fragment

I saw two skeletons, one was smaller and one was really tall. They were staring at each other.

Second fragment

I received an email with character sheet for a forum game, but it wasn't properly filled.

WBTB attempt.

Dream

I was a member of political party which won elections and I was chosen for a minister of something I didn't even knew. First I was at a press conference. Then next day I had to go to my old school to my old English teacher to ask a few things. Janitor asked me if I'm there for my kid, I just asked where I could meet that teacher. I met some fans of the party I belonged to and entered school. Wandering the corridors I saw many students and some teachers. I tried to find that teacher in their room, but it was empty. When I was leaving I saw a priest on the way, who was against our political party because we were incompetent for our jobs. I agreed with him and upon leaving met leader of the party. I immediately said that I quit. Going back to home the weather from sunny and warm turned to heavy rainfall. I felt my limbs heavy and had troubles moving. I realized something, but can't quite recall what.

I saw a Formula One pitbox. There was a car in the box, with people (visitors, not all mechanics) gathered around it. I don't recall which team, but the car looked like it was from the early 2000's. The car left the box, and the engine sounded like a V10. So it could be after 2004 (F1 switched to V8's in 2005). I recognized the circuit, it was clearly Sao Paolo, Brazil (left-round circuit, a strong dip in the first turn). Interestingly, the car left the box and went right through the pitlane, and not left as it should. There was some kind of demonstration going on. The circuit was for some reason very narrow, and the road was divided in two halves... on one half, visitors were cycling, on the other, the F1 cars were driving. For a moment I was worried the car might deviate from its half, and mow us down.

The dream moved to a grassy location near the circuit. I saw my grandma and grandpa. Grandma has been dead since '09 and grandpa is suffering from dementia (and general frailty, he's over 90) in a home. But here, both looked old but could still walk around just fine, like ten years ago. I vaguely recall telling my grandma something felt weird about all this. She said it was "part of the mystery", or something like that. I asked my grandfather what year it was. I remembered that in dreams, DC's tend to say whatever you want them to say, so I made an effort to clear my mind to avoid consciously influencing his reply. He said it was 2003. Which, given their health, and the age of those cars, felt entirely plausible. I felt very emotional by seeing both my grandparents in good health again.

I have notes about an "island", and a "carrier launch", but no clue what it refers to. Waited too long again.

I recall walking through dark corridors, with a flashlight. Where there monsters again? I also wrote down "windows crash", but again... not a clue what it means.

2 pts- non-lucid
2 pts- wbtb
10 pts- wild
1 pt- reality check
2 pts- interact w/ dream character
5 pts- super speed
10 points- Advanced Unsummoning/Banishing
5 pts- my character was from a tv show(she was the warden on Wentworth)
5 pts- Super Speed
10 pts- Time Control
= 52 pts total


D1: Dream recall was too fuzzy
Did wbtb
D2: Dream recall was yet again fuzzy
Did wbtb
D3: Mike & I were staying in a nice hotel. We were there w/ a group of ppl who were family members. I'm wanting to leave & go talk to my mom w/o Mike knowing. I gather some of my stuff & sneak off down the hall to my parents room. We are on a cruise ship. My mom tells me to stay & hang out w/ her but she no sooner said that than Mike came to the door w/ my dad & sister Kayla. We all are now in the hallway. I need to the bathroom & find what looks like a small sitz bath. I poop in it & am very embarrassed when others find out. Now we are fishing off the deck & laughing about how funny we find that the beds don't move on the ship. I'm talking about the kids on the deck & how it makes me nervous that they will fall over board.
My alarm went off for my next wbtb.
D4: I was in a prison that looked like the set of Wentworth. It's Australia's version of Orange is the New Black. So some of the characters were from that show. Something happened & the prison malfunctions & the prisoners, me included were trying to escape & stay away from the guards & other violent prisoners. I get stuck in some stupid revolving door. It seemed to go on forever. I was mad at Mike for not being here to help me get out. We were all hiding stuff like prisoners do & going back & retrieving them strategically to help us escape. It looked like everyone had escaped except me. A guard told me that I may never get out. I told him that I didn't need to get out because I was trying to clear my name & not have a record.
My alarm went off for my next wbtb.
D5: I was back into the same dream. But now some of the scene has changed. I'm excited because I'm now lucid. My brain is doing cartwheels because of the chain & lucidity. I know my first tasks is to do a reality check. Check. My scene is changing & I'm outside in a bog or swamp like place but there are still guards everywhere. There is a woman laying in a swamp & she is dangerous but she tells me she helped me escape, which was in the previous dream but I forgot to write it down. We worked together for a while. But then I didn't want anything to do w/ her & remembered my first task of my 3 step goals. I banished her & the bog/swamp/water that she was in. Great, now she's gone & so is the water. Step 2 superspeed. I start running from the guards like I was Speedy Gonzalas. I was darting everywhere & laughing. When I finally stop I remember step 3 is time control. I kept freezing them & slowing them down & speeding them up. I lost lucidity trying to remember the whole "I'm a vampire" thing. But all in all a good night.

Bed early last nigh, 7:30pm - 3:25 am

Had some food again that gave me kinda bad dreams

DR:
A guys was about to atack a woman. Now she is holding his head on the table while I pick up some small blunt object like a vase and start hitting him on the head. I wonder when it will be enough to be subdued. I keep hitting and feel bad about it from the start. Maybe we should not be doing this? I can't stop and his skull is caving in and chunks of brains are flying out with every hit.

Later I come back and that woman pulls a disposable roasting pan out of the fridge. It's the brains in it and some salsa. I get mad, how can someone put brains in the fridge. Not they are rotting and the whole fridge is contaminated. But the woman says she needed the salsa to bathe the baby. Even my dream self says wtf?

DR2:
I'm cutting mangos on a table that has a glass protective wall. Kinda like in a lab where the scientist's hands are inside a glass compartment or just behind a glass wall. I'm trying something new, smearing mango like a spread, while customer is standing behind me waiting for his mangos. We both decide that smearing mangos is NOT the way to go.

Then customers want sandwitches and I'm like ok, even though I don't normally make them. So I made a few, had to go to another rooms to look for ingredients. Turns out some customers thought they are free. I show the the add saying that something is free when they buy a sandwich. They still insist. I'm like whatever, took me a long time to make it, but take it for free.

So weird.

1. I was in some sort of town, and it looked sort of raggedy. For some reason there was an old drunk man walking next to me, but he was driving my car alongside me. "My" car wasn't normal size though, it was the size of those kiddie cars you could buy at Walmart for around 300 bucks. This car was gold in color, but I could definitely see that it was an older model, maybe from the early 2000's. This drunk old man driving my car ended up driving down a set of stairs into an area that looked to be the backside of some sort of shop. As he drove "my" car down these stairs he fell out and face-planted onto the concrete below, but my car landed perfectly upright. I walked down the stairs after this had happened, and oddly enough I felt nothing towards the old man. I then started looking for a way to get into this store. Looking through a dark tinted window I saw a few employees standing there just looking at me.
At this point I realized that these employees probably thought that I was stealing, but I had no intention of doing so. I saw a door to my left and tried to walk in, but the door was locked. I went back to the window and with my face up close to the window I said, "Hey can you guys let me in?" A male employee wearing a hat that matched his black and red uniform walked up to the door to my left and unlocked it. As I walked inside I stood with the employees and talked with them. I suddenly recognized that the guy that had let me in was in my previous dream, and I was about to do a reality check(I should've already been aware) but he distracted me when he said, "So you can just come over to my apartment later at 9 to get your punishment." I thought to myself "What in the fuck" but I didn't feel like starting anything so I just told the dude "Yeah sure."
After this I walked out of the store through the front entrance and started walking across the street into a parking lot that belonged to a huge church. Upon doing so I realized that "my" car was parked there; and it was the same car as before but this time it was full size. Once I actually got into the parking lot, a dark cyan van pulled up and parked. For some reason I decided this would be a good time to change clothes. I looked down and saw that I was wearing some odd uniform(once again, should've been aware at this point). I then just straight up ripped of the entire outfit I was wearing and dropped in on the ground, all the while I was still walking. At this point I was no only wearing my boxers, but I had my joggers, shirt, and shoes in my right hand. Suddenly the doors of the dark cyan van opened up and two really old ladies along with one girl about my age got out of the car. The girl that was my age was a little thick, but she had a nice ass.
I remember them all walking up to me and checking me out, but it felt odd considering it was two super old ladies. They started conversation with me, "How are you?" they asked. "I'm good how are you guys?" I replied. We then continued with a really formal conversation and about a minute or so of this I walked off and got in my car. However, as I unlocked my car and got in, the two old ladies got in my car as well. One got in the passenger seat, and one rode in the back. "What the fuck?" I thought to myself(once more, should've already been lucid, what the fuck). It then occurs to me that this is probably a dream, and so I start to count my fingers, but seconds into doing so I was distracted. I had left my driver door open, and suddenly the girl that was my age comes and sits in my lap. She starts rubbing her ass on my dick and bouncing on it. At this point my dick is throbbing and I had long forgotten about whether or not I was dreaming which is very unlike me.
"Can I drive?" the girl asked. "Sure" I said. I then moved over into the passenger seat with no problem at all considering the two old ladies had suddenly disappeared. The girl then closes the driver door and starts driving. I am extremely off-put by the way she is driving though. Her entire lower body is turned backwards and her legs are bent over her shoulders, and she is steering the wheel with her own two feet. I remember thinking to myself, "What the hell how is she driving?" as soon as I observed this. About a minute into driving, she reminds me that she is a "really good driver". Suddenly we make a sharp right turn at about 30 miles an hour and drift into a group of 3 huge poles and crash. "Oh shit my bad" she says as she backs up and then once again hits another pole while driving back into the street. Out of no where a glowing blue path lights up our view and shows us where we need to go.
We end up driving to this huge building that looks like some sort of ancient roman architectural masterpiece. Suddenly I am no longer in the car, but instead I am a point of consciousness observing the building from a point about 100 feet off the ground. It occurred to me that "Damn, later I'm going to have to pay a small amount of money to get my car fixed after this chick fucked it all up." The weird part was that, in my mind I knew that I would only need to pay a super SMALL amount of money to get my almost totaled car fixed. While still existing as a floating point of consciousness, I observed my car. It was no longer a small golden sporty car, but instead it was now an elongated van with a pink and green paint job with matching decorations all over the car. I then somehow floated inside of the building. Once I got inside I came across a girl and a huge robot. The robot, like I, had just walked in.
The robot starts talking to the girl, who works in this place. I look all around and see that this appears to be a costume shop of sorts, but it looks really futuristic in an odd way. I soon figured out that this girl was a friend of the robot, and also that this robot was highly intelligent and was male. This robot dude stood a solid 10 feet tall and looked pretty strong. The robot started talking to the girl and was telling her how he need to buy a costume for his friend. The girl replied, "Everything is really expensive and there isn't that much stuff right now." I looked around the store. It was like half store, half factory. Constantly there was a large machine pumping out costumes and props and all things alike. Suddenly the robot dude got mad and started grabbing the merchandise that the machine was pumping out and would destroy it with either his hands, or his mouth by ripping it apart.
At this point I became the robot and immediately knew the consequences of my actions. Within seconds there would be a factory defense system that would be engaged and a giant robotic head would start to blast fire straight at me. I realized that I have had this dream before, but I was still only on the verge of lucidity and not lucid yet. Seconds later, a giant scooby doo head emerged from the center of the factory part of the store. This head was huge, and it had glowing white eyes. Knowing what was going to happen next, I ditched the girl that was standing next to me and ran to the other side of the store. I knew that the scooby doo head would slowly follow behind me while constantly blowing out fire. As I got to the other side of the store I came across the familiar maze that was in the previous recurring dream.
I ran into this maze made of red walls and knew that I had to make it to the back in order to be protected from the fire breathing scooby doo. While I ran to the back part of this maze I thought to myself, "I'm just gonna quit this game if the scooby doo head gets too close to me cause this is scary as fuck."

Note: As usual, the dream felt as real, if not more real than waking life. Also, I say that the last part of this dream was recurring, but I've only had it once before and the first time I had it the factory defense system blasted through the entire maze and I believe it killed me and the girl.