I am playing the newly released version of Planet Coaster, and discussing the changes with my brother as I navigate a park I had created in a previous version (though this save file doesn't actually exist in real life). I am standing in the car park of a local supermarket, and someone points out a plane overhead that releases an object attached to a parachute. It lands in a near-empty area of the car park, and I get closer I can see it is a small, flats, silver disc of some sort (about as big as a CD but a few centimetres thick). A closer look reveals markings that identify it as a landmine - I shout for everyone to get back even though no-one else is near. (I wake up briefly, and the dream shifts) I am back home, searching Google to try and find out who would air-drop a single landmine into a populated area. I get a phone call from a company that I was expecting a job interview from (interestingly, the voice was similar to the interviewer's actual voice despite not having heard them at that point), and I explain to them I can't talk right now as I need to phone the bomb defusal squad. My dad gets home, and I ask if he can drive me back to the car park so I can phone the bomb squad. He agrees that this would be a good idea. (I wake up again, and the dream moves forward) I am reading a news article about how someone died when they accidentally triggered the landmine; apparently going home before phoning the bomb squad wasn't a great idea (my dreams aren't usually this morbid, I swear ).
Updated 08-26-2016 at 10:13 PM by 90317
Before I get started, I'd like to say that I've been reading a lot about being spiritual, meditating & being positive. And I've been practicing these things effectively for the most part but I think I hit my limit today. Therefore I'm reserving my God given right to exercise my free will to just be a bitch just for this small allotted time.... That being said, I'm tired of trying to log onto here & running into the "Facebook glitch". I hope this gets resolved soon DREAMVIEWS. Now onto my own shit...... I'm really so sick of being sick. I can't breathe so my sleeping is all over the place. My nose & head officially hate me. Then today I had to get up & deal w/ the A/C guys yet a fucking gain! They left but will be back soon. Now they think it's the line that wasn't replaced when both of the new units were put in. Apparently it runs under my house. And to top it off, Meesha Cat was bugging me and it scared me awake & I batted at her out of reflex so she peed on me & my bed! Yep, my day sucks really really really bad! I just want to go lay down & cry but I can't because I have to supervise my A/C drama. Oh, I think I forgot to mention that the new pipe including labor will cost me an additional almost $500! We are officially tapped to the max w/ our credit that we were forced to take out for the initial A/C unit itself. Say hello to that 4 yr payment plan the size of a car payment & add I don't even know how much more each month. Checking in w/ a few of you on here and then I hope my night ends w/ cool air, real sleep & any dream of any kind! Piece out Bitches!
Updated 08-26-2016 at 10:14 PM by 90317
D1 - In a book store, I am signing copies of a book called "Clipper" which is about a hairdresser but apparently has significance on a spiritual level as some kind of galleon spirit ship, My name was Saracen Lost in the dream Oo D2 - Some non-lucid sex D3 - At a social gathering of some kind, I go into the part of a house where the food is (as usual) and find Louise, she is trying to feed a slug!! salad from her burger @@ I try to help and take the slug away in a cup and secretly use my powers to make it larger then return it to her? I go into a room with tables and open backed white chairs and chinzy table cloths at the back. There are three woman who are very happy to see me and ask me what I think of their costumes (hmm same dream people again). D4 - At a technical college I use my powers to open large garage sized doors to a workshop. Then is some guy there who doesn't seem to mind and we converse about something. D5 - In a classroom there are five very tall unruly kids at a podium thing at the front of class. They are messing with the lights up in the ceiling or something. I use my powers to turn the lights back then slam them into the ground. I then teleport them into a game or different dimension where they become like small potato sized blobs. I then have to do something to make them join together idk.
So, it's been awhile since I posted a dream, and it's been even longer since I posted a dream that didn't involve death or something disturbing. So I thought I'd post what I remember from last night. Me and some guy got washed up on a deserted island in the middle of nowhere. For some reason, we had a tent and some supplies with us. I knew we were going to be stuck there for awhile so I started setting things up. It seemed like somewhat of a small island so I didn't think there was anyone else on it. We started exploring and came across some weird things, like a clothing shop(with no one in it). I just thought, "oh that's awesome, now I'll have a bunch of clothes to wear." I still wasn't thinking there were other people here. We came across a lake that was down this hill. I sort of stumbled into the water and that's when I saw other people. A man, a woman, and a little girl. I knew immediately that these weren't good people, and that we needed to hide from them. I was in the water with the guy who was with me, and the strangers were in a boat coming our way. The only thing we could do was hide underwater. So I held my breath and went under. I ran out of breath so I breathed, and realized I could breathe underwater. I heard the little girl talking about wanting to jump off a platform into the water for fun. She did that, and that's when she found us and then we were in trouble. We tried to get away but I think they captured us. The only thing I remember from this dream was arriving at an airport in New York City. We got off the plane outside(instead of inside in airport) and immediately I looked into the distance and saw the remnants of a world trade center. It was still there(well, half of it), all these years later, and it was still smoking. It was like people left it there as a reminder and never cleaned it up(and it never fully collapsed). I just remember looking at it and saying, "oh my god. oh my god. look at that. look at what has happened here."
Had a two day period of no recall, but I didn't let that deter me, and this morning I was able to recall two non-lucids. What was frustrating about the second one, however, is that I was almost lucid! Well, frustrating isn't quite right. It's more both heartening AND frustrating, nice and bittersweet. Here's the first non-lucid: I was being chased by these government agent types; they were an army of about 10 men and women dressed up in black suits and equally black sunglasses. They were after me for reasons I didn't know, but what I did know was that I needed to hide. I ran all over the place trying to find a good enough hiding spot. Seemed like we were in a sort of hotel-like place. I ducked through a stairwell, noticing a guy as I passed by who I knew from real life, somebody from my high school, and for some reason, he was wearing a sombrero. He shook his head and looked away. Eventually I found a tucked away corner behind a column and waited. They passed me by, and the leading lady was barking orders left and right, having the group split up. Did I get caught? Well, let's hope not. Dun dun dunnnn. The second dream: I was in a classroom that looked like my old psychology class's classroom from high school. I was minding my own business, but the guy I recognized from high school in the previous dream was also in this classroom (no sombrero this time, a shame...) and he was ranting like crazy, to the point where it was bothering others. I couldn't take it anymore, so I slammed my hands on my desk, stood up, turned around, and shouted at him to just shut up. He gave a snappy retort back at me, and the entire class fell silent. I gave him a glare and sat back down in my seat. Suddenly, I got the strangest urge to do a reality check. All I could think was, I should probably reality check right now. ......And yet, nah...I'll do it later. Dismissing that thought, I noticed a fictional character from a game I play walk into the classroom. In this game, she's a little sister to the main character, so she happened to be my imaginary little sister here. She was bringing me cookies, which cheered up my grumpy mood a little. All I can say is...CURSE YOU, DREAM-SELF!!! On the one hand, I'm delighted my non-lucid self is thinking those thoughts. That's a good sign of progress. BUT SO CLOSE. Yet so far. In a dream that wasn't all that weird, funny enough, at least compared to the antics of the dream before it.
I could kinda sense I was with someone I don't like and we were looking at 2 trees. I feel like the dream was trying to tell me something. Also this morning I remembered someone talking to me about selling my art... Wish I could be more aware in my dreams to be lucid. Been interested in lucid dreaming for a long time now and it feels like I only remember my dreams off and on...
This was recent. Maybe before the bloody teeth dream but I thought a lot about it and I didn't wanted to post it till I understand it full. I have my own take on this, but someone else's help might help. I know that this site is not about making sense of dreams, but maybe someone could help me understand it better. In this dream I walk through a strange rundown building, neither an office building or a hospital but a strange mix of the two. There is no furniture in the building and there is debris everywhere. The glass from the big windows are missing and outside is dark and there's a full moon. I'm in one of the floors, elevated from the ground although I do not know which one exactly. I walk through the corridor, avoiding the glass shards and debris in my way and occasionally looking out the window. I'm in first person view. I only where a black shirt, black pants and no shoes or socks that's why I walk super carefully. Another important part is that I do not know if I am man or woman - in my dreams I frequently change genders, like it has no meaning to my dream self whether I am one or another. Now I am none. On the end of the corridor there is a hospital emergency door, in pretty good shape. I open the door and enter the empty room. There is no medical equipment in the room but here to is junk and debris, the middle of the room stands a very old wardrobe, one from my childhood that usually contains my parents clothes and the same one that once I needed to paint white. It is a little bit dull now, but empty and stands wide open. I can make the decision of whether get into it or not. I do not think this is lucid dreaming because this where like options like in a video game: yes or no. I choose yes and get inside the wardrobe closing it. Inside there was darkness but there was a triangle shaped keyhole which I could peep through. It was oozing this strange orange light. When I look through it I see a strange, small and pathetically empty room. But it was still littered with papers and books, like a room of a very busy writer, but without any place to put the papers so they just piled up and went forgotten. Before the wardrobe where I could see stood an old and plain table, like a small dining table for two or four person, but now it was pushed up to the wall and burdened with papers and books, the same way like the floor was. There's an uncomfortable wooden chair that is shoved aside and a man standing in front of the table, blocking the light so I couldn't tell that it was coming from a candle or an old lamp. The man is busy putting things away or way from his way. But instantly I knew that this man, this person was me in the future or in an alternative universe achieving the biggest goal. The goal that I too want to achieve: he became a great writer, a writer who had work and did nothing just work and create and all the papers and books were his creation. At this point I started to envy the man. I was at a point of my life where I couldn't create, I couldn't write, I still can't toady! An unbreakable writers block is before me and I'm suffering and my heart clenches and I can't breath as I watch him from the closet. Wanting to come out but it is not my option. When I think this, he stops whatever important thing he was doing and slowly turns, looking at the closet. He has my face, and he is me. Looking at me. He noticed, he knew. Then steps before the furniture with a firm step and looks inside the hole. It looked like the all seeing eye, the symbol of a god, looking right into my eye. What did he see while he looked inside? Did he see a god staring out of the closet, some hope from his past self? Or did I see a god in my image? Disturbing but I can't look away. I'm not that strong to disobey him. But this me has blue eyes, and that struck's me. I have green eyes. As we stair into each other's eyes the room from the outside starts to spin and starts to get dizzy. I get dizzy and the world over there blurry. When the spinning comes to a stop there's a white light coming inside. Cold and uncaring, is what the feeling that washes over me and I open the door. Outside another room with almost glowing, shining walls and uncanny cleanness. The room is small, again, and has three doorways, with the door frame without the actual door, they lead into three different corridors and they are dark. One can not see anything. I am small. The wardrobe compered to the room and the doors is small of course me in with it. The room however is full with a crowed of monsters made out of tar, oil and every nasty black liquid that exists on earth. They have sharp teeth and eyes glowing bright white like the wall of the room, they belong here and don't belong here and the black clothing that I were resembles their black slickly-slimy bodies. They find this resemblance funny and laughable. The room is filled with mocking and bad laughter as I open the door and peek out. They mock me because I could never be like them and I won't even reach the greatness that they represent like they are authority figures above me. That's the air they radiate, and the smell of a swamp. They tar is everywhere on the floor. Here is another choice: step out or stay. I jump out and as I land right in the middle of the mocking circle and as my bear feet reaches the ground I feel the cold, white floor. I missed the tar, thankfully. But the moment I land I start to grow and expand, the room grows with me, the doorways too and I'm so surprised I can't even talk. I look down, always look down but now I am the one who's filling up the room, the ceiling reaching the top of my head and I feel superior. I made it. The laughter dies out and the now small creatures, monsters stare up at me. I see their little eyes sparkle as the blink, but their mouths now are closed and there's nothing but awkward silence. Then I woke up.
Shout out to Sageous for his writings on the fundamentals of lucid dreaming, self-awareness and memory. This morning, I woke up and stayed awake for 50 minutes to meditate. The key thing about the meditation was to keep my mind - my awareness - HERE AND NOW. My mind continuously got caught up in thoughts that were in the present moment. Every time that happened, I shifted my awareness back to present events like my breathing, my hearing and my sense of touch. This leads me to believe that SSILD so effective because it forces the practitioner out of his or her own head and into the present. The mind is quieted from thoughts that have absolutely nothing to do with the current moment of just sitting, hearing, feeling and breathing. I went back to sleep at 6:50 am and still meditated to keep my awareness in the present moment. Some time went by and I saw a giant image that looked like a webpage in front of me. I focused a bit on the image and I felt my body go numb. Then, a false awakening happened and my reality check was looking at my bedroom window. I noticed that there was a towel being used as a curtain so I knew for a fact I was dreaming. I got out of my bed and began to explore. I went out into my hallway and looked at the entrance to the kitchen which was pitch-black instead of usually illuminated, further confirming that this was lucid. I woke up and repeated the relax-meditate steps mentioned earlier to get back into another lucid dream. That ended too and I looked at my alarm clock to find it was only 7:10 am.
Aside from the reacquiring flying and falling dreams which I do not like to talk about there are my dreams with animals. These get forgotten very quickly because I do not give them too much meaning. 1. Crocodiles in the living room. In this dream I have thousands of crocodiles and alligators down in the living room. I run many times down to the kitchen to get things to my brother but once I slip and almost get eaten by the animals. I do not have a fear of alligators and their cousins, I do not live in a place here I could ever meet them. I remember joking about the situation to my friends through the phone and they too visited me in my dream - although I do not remember if it was at the first part or at the last part - and dodges the crocodiles skillfully to get to the floor we were on. But in the end it was me who needed to get food from the kitchen and run. That's when I slip. I almost died because of my friends. 2. Giant spider. At the top of the stairs there is a little hall that divide the two upstairs rooms. In this dream my house is accurate, and since it was made by my father it has nothing that resembles the stereotypical house structure. That's how many rooms are in the top floor, two bedrooms and a hall dividing them. My brother and I need to go through from one room to another but the way is blocked by a giant spider that leaves little room to move in the square hall. But it is docile and I feel the abdomen brushing to my stomach as i squeeze through the spider. Disgusting.
I had many dream when I was younger that were fragmented only remembering pieces of them. I decided that now is a good moment to write them down. At least the ones that I can remember. 1. Prince's guard This dream happened two different time, and I had a strange feeling that it happened more than that I'm just unable to remember. In both dreams I am a knight, a personal body-guard of a young prince who is exiled from his country. In the first dream the kingdom, Persia - that's how I recall it, way back in the old days - was attacked and conquered by Roman soldiers. I remained at the young prince's side and managed to keep him safe. While we were running, a princess from a foreign kingdom joined us, which meant more work for me. I do not remember who it ended. The second dream was shorter. Again a personal guard, but now I just stand in the back ground and watch as my prince gets betrayed by his own blood brother and sentenced to death. I'm the only one who steps up and defend making us both traitors. I don't know how this dream ended either, but while the other was pretty positive this one was devastating. I think we both died. But what remained from the dreams was my undying loyalty to an exiled, banished prince. 2. Serial killer This dream too happened two times. I'm a serial killer. The first doesn't leave to much impression, it just the way that I used to dispose of the bodies. I buried them with pig carcasses. The second time, my actions is not my own. I kill people then behead them. I do it because I was ordered to by a supernatural entity which face I could not remember. It was tall and slender, imagine it like the Slenderman, the only difference is that he had a face, I was the one unable to remember it. (Just for saying, I hate the Slenderman myth, it's not scary... And I certainly don't want to think of myself as one of his proxies or what not.) It's like there was nothing that could remain in my mind and while I acted in the dream I felt my mind being foggy. I do not know how I wake up. 3. Train hijacker In this dream I try to hijack a train with an engine already ready to explode and the people on the train either screaming or trying desperately to stop me. I remember a certain rush that I felt when I climbed a top of the train and felt the wind as the train rushed with more speed that was necessary and the view. There was a bridge and the ocean lighted up with orange light by the sunset and I thought "This is a good day to hijack a train." 4. Wolf father This is one of my childhood nightmares. I do not remember much, just that I watch myself from third person. I sit on the top of the stairs - maybe four years old - and my father is yelling at the room below. I don't cry, but I am scared. Then suddenly my father sticks his between the frames of the stairs and bangs his head hard in the ceiling. I remember that I was surprised, my father is not that tall. But then he is starting to transform into a wolf, not a werewolf as in half man and half wolf, but a full wolf and I remember crying that I need to escape while I can. I do not however and I can not remember how this ends. 5. The ghost detecting hair-dryer Let's end this on a happy note. In this dream I possessed a hair-dryer that could detect ghosts which ever direction it was blowing the hot air, when it detected it the machine started to beep loudly. I chased a ghost through my room while jumping on furnitures. Thank you for listening. I started to have more dreams recently, but I keep forgetting them. It is time that I record my old dreams and try to remember the new ones too. No development in the lucid dreaming section. But I'm working on it.
Morning of August 26, 2016. Friday. My dream’s setting is a unique variation of our present home. There is an ambiguous perception of bilocation, though the essence of my primary environment is extraordinarily vivid. I seem to be in bed, yet I am also looking down to my right at what appears to be the open storage area in the bottom of the couch I slept on as a teenager. (The back of it dropped down for it to serve as a single bed.) This layout would not be possible in reality. It seems to be on the right side of our bed and perpendicular to it. The size orientation is wrong despite the amazing clarity. (Certainly, no couch would fit in the short distance from the right side of our bed to the wall.) It seems smaller than it should but my dream self accepts this feature. Our youngest sons are present in the room. There is a small yellow snake of about a foot long that I consider as possibly venomous. It had somehow crawled inside the couch. The area is perceived as being about a foot below the top of our mattress. There is a horizontal section of the storage space that is slightly apart near the bottom that allows the snake to crawl out through it. I keep touching its head with a stick and it moves back into the narrow space. I feel confident that I can keep the snake at a distance. I use the stick to bump its head and it retreats about four times. Eventually, it somehow jumps out from the area and hits my left shoulder fairly hard though does not bite me. It seems to vanish after this. It is so vivid that not only do I wake up slapping my shoulder in reality, I shuffle around a short time before I am fully awake. Specific colors in my dreams, when they dominate my focus of attention, sometimes correlate with an aspect of consciousness I am most aware of during the waking process. Yellow or gold often occurs where there is more perception of movement and emergent consciousness awareness that serves to dissolve the illusory nature of the dream state in activating viable consciousness. On the biological level, a snake dream of a more vivid and realistic rendering as this is often only reticular activating system modulation to more quickly alert the dreamer into waking up. Being biological autosymbolism as a derivative of RAS, there is no reason to force the pretense of waking life symbolism into such a dream, especially as it was a factor in making me aware that my left arm would have become numb had I slept in the position I was in any longer.
Bed 9pm - 3:30am Finally a cool dream. I'm in spy agency's HQ. I'm a spy being trained or prepped for a mission. Bunch of paperwork. Then trainer takes me with him to a prep room, sits me down and gives me a syringe. It's full of light yellow liquid. He tells me to inject myself. I know it's to prepare me for pain if enemy takes me and tries to hurt me. But I hesitate, so he gets fake mad and jabs me in left shoulder, then few times in the right shoulder. Still at the agency, looking through a manual/magazine at the desk. Last page has a add for a movie. It starts to play. The redhead from X-Files and a blond take off their shirts, one stands behind the other and they start having fun. I'm surprised and I worry a child could be in the room and I don't want them to see it. So I close the magazine. (saw the commercial for new X-Files movie just before bed). Wooo cool dream. Thank you, come again!
Very strange night -- woke at about 2 hrs with a quite vivid, generally coherent dream. But I couldn't go back to sleep after this, and ended up getting up for about 4-5 hours, then falling asleep exhausted, and having some decent dreams, sleeping for about 4 more hours ~2 hrs + music, interview? I'm reading sheet music at a desk across from one person, I'm quite confident I can play this. I'm wondering what cleffs they will give me to read, I can read generally all of them so I'm not worried. I look the music on the lower right corner of the right-hand page of the open notes and I see bar-long whole-notes of slurs from the mid-range up to the high-range, I think it goes very fast and I recognize the melody as a famous piece, I know this will be hard to play. There is suddenly a second guy there sitting across the desk from me and I turn the page and I'm feeling the music, reading the notes, and I say "this <piece> has/requires a lot of dynamic energy!". The 2nd new guy turns the pages to find another place but the first guy says "don't lose my place!" I'm walking outside and I see TZ coming out of a buiding, I ignore her at first, but then I realize that I have a folder for her back inside, I waffle between getting it or not, I decide I should just go and get it and give it to her now, saving a trip of driving to her house later. I (get it?) and follow her as she's gotten a bit ahead of me. There's a woman following her who I'm looking at and trying to decide if it's T's mother, PZ, she has sort of dreadlock-y hair, she turns and speaks to me it's not her, it's some other woman who says that PZ is (not here?). up a long time, 4-5 hours, something weird in the atmosphere? Nobody can sleep in my house tonight BTS + calling the conductor on a rotary telephone to see if they want me to play in the concert, I could do it but since I haven't been at any of the rehearsals I expect her to tell me "no." I have a small pamphlet with her phone number, I go to the phone and I dial a 9 on the rotary phone and immediately I'm connected to my cousin (KeR?) and she's telling me something. I'm confused by that and I hang up and try dialing again, I get KR again after the first digit of the number. +(f) DO watching some golf tournament, they're teeing off from an outcropping on a very high cliff + (f) long-ish sequence going upstairs and downstairs, something to do with a fish? + running in to a house where there is a fire burning but I realized I had left all the windows closed, I get in to the house and there is some smoke but it's not nearly as bad as I thought it would be. Returning to the entrance room my dad is there and he says something. There is some conflict going on, something in the garden, we're fighting with someone else over a path of growing things, I look out the window down on the patch and see that the other party has pranked us by replacing the plants with something that looks like large hot dogs in buns with mustard on top? My dad says something about the inevitable escalation. Returning from one area to the building there are a bunch of guys in "bank robber clown masks" and someone is warning me against of the guys in that gang, I was going to go with them but I think I should get a mask, too, but I'm concerned that they've already seen my face + (f) entering some fortified castle/building, the guards are checking ID
Study I'm with a group of friends. We're on the streets somewhere in Indonesia, running somewhere. I lose my flip flops a few times. I don't pay too much attention to it, though when I find the exact same flip flops a bit further down the road, I slide them on. We've arrived at a study centre now. I have an exam I desperately need to study for. I decide to leave my phone and my wallet in my bag. I know my bag is unattended, but if I take my phone with me, I'll just get distracted. My Macbook is supposedly on the table, though disassembled somewhat and totally misshapen. The keyboard is huge. The very annoying mom of a girl I know tries to assist me somehow. After this, I go into a study area. Party stuff I'm with a big group of people. There's a teenage girl who took 1 drink and already disappeared into the bathroom, presumably to throw up. One of my friends wants to help her, cause she is the little sister of a friend. I'm the assistent to a DJ. I just stand beside her, looking freaking useless, while she does all the actual DJ work. She's spinning vinyl records, though she sucks. Her transitions are worthless. She eventually ends with the Pokemon themesong. I respond in a "really?" type of way, while the crowd loves it. My friend Lin is also present at this party and he's so drunk that he decides to pour beer straight out of the bottle into his ear. He then hits the ground. He falls down twice and you can see the blood splatter on the ground, from his head. I seat him in my friend San's car. I ask San if he can drive or if he is too drunk. He tells me he is too drunk. Ok, guess it will be Sven who will have to drive him to the hospital. The party is over. I walk off to some place to grab my bag with phone and wallet in it. I pass a girl walkling in the opposite direction. She is wearing a Spongebob outfit. Sceptre Scarlett Johansson (as Black Widow?) has to steal a sceptre from an evil god. The room in which this is in looks like it is in outer space. Scarlett has either the superpower or has been genetically modified to be able to be pierced by sceptres without dying. I think she's also able to teleport. The god is in a different room or building, flying somewhere. The moment Scarlett touches the sceptre, he knows and teleports to the room. I feel like it happens 3 times. The first time she gets stabbed in the stomach. The second time.. not sure. The third time the god has turned into a giant Deadpool and she is hanging on while he is flying. Woke up at 6am and stayed awake for about an hour, taking some notes and then mostly reading a book. Stayed in bed the whole time. Lucids I had a dream within a dream. Not sure what happened, but I decided I needed to perform an RC. I manage to push my fingers through the palm of my other hand. The dream never really becomes stable, because I don't properly take the time to stabilise. I keep performing the RC over and over in an attempt not to lose lucidity. I'm riding my motorcycle on one of the main roads in my city. I nearly get into a collision with an orange/red car, which approached from my right. We're good though. I take a left to the gas station. The line for the motorcycles is to the far left [it should be to the far right]. I put my motor on the standard. While looking down I notice that I'm wearing a necklace. Heh, necklace? I never wear a necklace. Hey! I perform the same RC again. Success. I'm a bit skeptical, because everything looks so real. Plus, I'm afraid to accept it given the circumstances. I am with my motor after all. I don't want to do anything stupid and find out I'm not dreaming. I perform the RC several times and each time it's a success, reinforcing my belief that this is really a dream. The sensation of my finger going through my palm is weird. I walk around while performing the RC. I remember there being a girl somewhere to the far right, next to a car. She was really pretty due to her eyes, though I know it's due to coloured contacts. I still want to see her again though. She's in the car right now. I wake up in a different bed and a different room than usual. I perform the same RC again and I become lucid again. My mind is not completely clear I guess, cause I'm worried about how my real body will react to my lucid activities, thinking of my real body as the body in this bed. It's as if I'm having a dream in a dream and both dreams are connected. I perform the same RC over and over. I also sort of whisper 'stabilise' throughout', cause I'm afraid of how my real body will respond. The first time I whisper stabilise, it reverberates throughout the dream as a shockwave. I don't know if the other times had much effect. I think for a second what to do. Waterball? No, I lost that challenge already. Summon someone. Summon who? Nina. Instead of willing her to just be in the room, I decide to look at the door which is straight in front of me [I'm still in bed]. It's a brown wooden door and quite solid looking. I will it to open and for Nina to be behind it. It takes a few seconds before the door starts to move, but eventually it swings open. The area behind it is quite dark and I can't really see that much. I haven't been able to make Nina appear yet, though I can see that something is beginning to form in the dark.
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