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I was living inside an MMO. Everyone I knew was an npc or a player. We lived together in a decently large world, and would spend hours having fun. In the game, the processing speed meant that when we all got talking, we would quickly amp up the convo and speak for hours and hours real time in the blink of an eye. At the end of the convo it would summarize how much we talked about and how much time passed in the real world, usually minutes.

It began in some little private island instance, and I chilled in there for a while reading skill books and looking at the scenery, until I went to a cantina and had those crazy conversations. After that I went to a summer camp thing where we were playing hide and seek in this massive complex of docks and huts on the water, and a guy found me hiding under a bench with his flashlight. I jumped out and started strangling him because he said he does that all the time. I got spotted strangling, and everyone shunned me, so I left to a more primitive game where there were no people. It was basically mount and blade, and I chose to be a lone ninja, roving with a band of ninja warriors saving people.

Oh yeah, and the entire time I was playing as genji.

Just here to throw down some fragments I suppose.

First (two fragments?)
A brief dream that I was a swordswoman with an amazing glowing orange firesword, dressed in vibrant red. I was protecting another swordswoman in some sort of castle level in a video game. Specifically, there was a moment where she would be attacked by some warrior, and I would block the heavy blow with my sword. It was super amazing and epic and my character was rad as hell.

Later, I was playing this game with either my boyfriend or my brother, using xbox controllers. At this point, it shifted into a Lego version of the game. The other player was being the main character/swordswoman, and I was now a gunman.

And then (a dream)
Dreamed I was at some sort of restaurant with my father and sister. The place consisted of many buffet areas in a ring, with the floor sloping up and down as it went.

At first, I was just trying to grab food like they were, but I kept losing my plate somehow. There was also a moment where the little girl behind me, part of a large family, kept physically pressing up against me as she waited in line; even when I moved forward she would move with me, until I whipped around and practically snarled at her and her family to back off. (Part of me was thinking that this was sort of odd.)

After giving up on the actual buffet function of the restaurant, I started skating around the place. I was wearing clunky shoes that could slip along the hardwood floors as though I were skating, and I started using that to get around the place, effectively turning it into a racetrack. First, I was simply trying to keep up with my family as they navigated to various buffet areas, but soon I was simply racing around the place because it was fun.

And then the place turned into a sort of gaming level, where people could race around the ring with fake guns trying to hit as many targets as they could. My boyfriend was there suddenly, absolutely acing the level and having a great time, when suddenly the police burst in with a freaking SWAT squad, ostensibly because there'd been a shooting. I couldn't stop my momentum and ran right into a policewoman with my gun, and they were all saying to drop any weapons, but I sort of figured that since my gun was fake that couldn't be what they meant. At any rate, I ended up in handcuffs laying on the floor, and so did a ton of the other people at the restaurant-turned-gaming-spot-turned-site-of-a-possible-shooting. Even kids, as it turned out, were not exempt from being handcuffed and forced to wait.

They also put some sort of retainer in my mouth, which hurt my teeth (and felt just like my old orthodontic retainer), and then put some kind of rubber retainer in on top of THAT one, and added a rubber noseplug thing besides. I just let them do all this, trying to be the most peaceful, nonviolent person they had ever handled (and somewhat masochistic besides, but they didn't have to know that). They hadn't done a great job with the handcuffs, so I tightened them a bit myself so they would have absolutely nothing to complain about, and waited. And then they also blindfolded me, but since it was a dream it didn't really work.

After a while my boyfriend showed up, miraculously unhandcuffed considering his previous status as Champion of the Shoot-Things Contest. I managed to crawl towards him and get his attention, and once he was kneeling next to me holding my hand I felt nice and peaceful. And eventually the police were like YUP EVERYTHING'S COOL NOW and I was able to get rid of all the weird shit they'd put on me, feeling rather sore. I woke up with my teeth still hurting.

And also I just remembered (another dream)
An odd dream that I was some old man's hostage in his car. He was railing about things he was paranoid about, and I was figuring that I should play along until it was over, when I suddenly realized that he was driving us directly towards the ocean. I panicked slightly, but figured that once the car was underwater I would just leave by going through the window, and then we were rollling into the waves and the car went underwater and tipped over off a 10 foot drop in the sand. I panicked a bit more but figured once the car had landed I would still have time to swim to the surface.

Then this odd thing happened, where I was holding my breath but knowing that I didn't really have to hold my breath. It were as though I were watching a movie, and holding my breath along with the main character as they swam, despite knowing it was fake (and I even remembered during the dream that some people do this). I think I/the main character may have made it to the surface, but by that point it felt like I was imagining the whole thing, trying to hold it together—and still not knowing it was a dream for some reason.

Wow okay I remembered way more than I thought I would nice.

I'm in a group with 3 or 4 others, mostly from my family. We're on some journey, I think retreating from a place of higher danger.

There's a building up ahead, and I briefly enter it and look around to see if it's safe. It's not! I look around a corner and see an anime-style necromancer or the like (not sure the correct term). This increases my lucidity, and I exit the building planning an exit route (I'm not yet good enough at dream control to just make negative entities disappear or the like).

We rush off into the streets, and as expected, hear noises behind us of pursuit. We begin doing our best to form a counterattack, however since I'm not well practiced here, when trying to use my hands to build up power, it was represented by a weak, translucent orb between us, which grew with time but looked fragile. As anticipated, it actually broke from its fragility a few seconds in, and so by the time the enemy was upon us, we only had it slightly powered up.

We tried to use it to teleport us away, but it failed. (it did make a sound, though)

The enemy now holding our attention, we didn't have time, so I focused my thought inward and used a jolt of attention shifting to try to trigger a time freeze (to have the dream then fade to somewhere else). It... sort of worked. It successfully froze time, but only for the other members of my group (they were frozen a couple feet in front/to the side of me). Me and the enemy were still moving.

Seeing that it didn't help, I focused inward again, and did another attention jolt, this time with intent to just wake up completely. In a couple seconds it worked, and I then lay in bed recollecting the events. Unfortunately, I also fell asleep again... (as represented by the sleep period from 6:40-7:40 on the sleep graph)

Had a WILD this morning. Successfully created, summoned and interacted with dream character. Onward to more adventures! The dream character was morphing though. I guess my brain was like, "Who is this person?!"

I am at my uncle Dominic's house in West Palm Beach, Florida. The house has long, dimly-lit corridors in the dream -- corridors which do not look like this in reality. There are rooms off these corridors which are also unfamiliar. Guests are over for dinner. I don't know who these people are. I excuse myself to use the downstairs bathroom (there is no "downstairs" in his actual home). There are scorpions crawling around everywhere in the bathroom: all over the floor, on the shower curtain, in the bath tub. There is also a leak in the plumbing and water is pooling up on the ground. I am afraid that if I use the toilet, the bathroom is going to flood even more after I flush it.

I decide to go back upstairs to use the toilet there. On the way upstairs, however, I get sidetracked and venture outside where I run into his neighbor, an African-American lady sleeping on a hammock on her front porch. I awaken her to ask if she would like to have a new roof put on her house. The back of her house sports a beautiful Spanish-style tile roof; the front, however, is missing shingles and has no decking. It looks as though a tornado had destroyed it years ago and it was never fixed. She tells me she is interested. At that point, I remember I had to use the bathroom, so I tell her I can help her get a new roof, but first there was something I needed to do. As I head back over to uncle Dominic's, I notice I am completely nude (a missed dream sign). I am determined now to do two things: use the bathroom, and find my clothes.

As I enter into the house, I pass an Italian-looking guy who looks like he's in the mob. He is talking to my uncle in the kitchen, using his hands to gesticulate. An attractive older woman is standing next to him. I go upstairs and use the bathroom. While sitting on the toilet, I look around and notice all different kinds of clothes hanging from the walls: jeans, slacks, shirts, etc. All the articles of clothing are of the same color and pattern -- red and black striped -- and all the clothing is in pairs. As I am wondering what this means, a young kid enters and says he needs to get his clothes. His clothes are in very close proximity to me; some of the articles are even touching my legs and arms as I sit on the commode. As he collects his clothes, I try to help him by reaching out to the articles nearest to me. As I do this, other people begin entering the bathroom, including the Italian guy. He pulls up a chair opposite from me and tries to engage in conversation. Other men join in, and suddenly it seems all my uncle's guests are up here in the bathroom with me. I want to get up and flush, but am too embarrassed to do so, given the circumstances. My hands are covering my groin and I feel trapped. Fade out.

In this next fragment, I am seated in a restaurant with a group of friends. We are planning our night out on the town. A nagging thought keeps hitting me: My time would be better spent studying and preparing for my exams so I can fulfill the requirements needed to graduate (another missed dream sign). Two geeky guys are sitting across from me. They lean over and whisper in my ear that I if play some jazz guitar tonight, they'll hook me up with some girls looking for action. Dream recall fades. Dreamt 1/04/2017

Wild after 5 hours. melatonin before bed, galantamine after waking up.


I'm in my dining room near the back door. It's dark. I see A behind the bar of the kitchen. And realize she's still at work. I look at her and her face is weird, smeary. Huge clownish red lips. I say out lout. "Your face looks weird. Your face looks weird. your face looks weird" the first two seem ok but the last one is all mumbled and garbled.


New scene. I'm in an apartment, bright and white. There's a porno shoot going on. The man who is running the shoot is making weird demands of the girls and they seem uncomfortable. I ask him to leave and he does. We talk about how old school it was. We are gong to resume shooting after the talent goes tot are a break. There is a beautiful asian woman by the fridge and I ask her if she wants to fool around. She smiles and says "you know it" and goes to the back of the house near a bedroom. There's another woman standing in the kitchen with me and i walk over to her and start groping and kissing her a little. She's resistant so i leave her alone. I make way way to the back of the house and get to the bedroom I see the asian lady sitting on the bed and I ok at her and say "increase lucidity a few times. Same thing happens mouth like marbles. I rub my hands together to stabilize and get too excited. The dream fades into a display of fireworks.


I hold still and try to come back into the dream and catch a couple of brief glimpses but don't make it.


Hanging around in a living room watching a tv parade about the world ending. There are Elmo's an shit riding bicycles and holding signs about the world ending. Very brown room. TV is huge. I'm talking ito the people in the room about how weird it all looks and I'm saying I might be dreaming. I' do the nose pinch a few times and it's stuffy but I can breathe. I tell them the reason I know i am not dreaming is because I can breathe when I hold my nose. Then I'm like. Wait, that's not right. I check again and realize I am dreaming. I tell them, holy shit I am dreaming. They say how do you know? I say watch "I"m gong to jump into the TV."

Then I Jump into the TV like it's a portal. I turn around and see them a nd wave then I go flying. More of a jump at first and I'm floating around a bit and I look at my. Hands and make my fingers long then I make my long fingers sprout fingers.



I land I"m outside ina. Parking lot and an old shit car pulls up with pretty women. They want me to get in the car with them. One of the girls in the back seat is laughing the other is mad. I they tell me only one door works but then that's a joke. I tell them about the film festival and make a joke and one of them laughs I tell them I have a 20% success rate and they all laugh.





I'm hanging with with some giant football;; [layer dudes. They are moving furniture. One makes a comment that a big athelete type could help i with this crazy big couch. I start singing "it ain't me babe, no no no." But then i do help them move the couch outside.

16-Jan-2017 - 3xND fragments

- Fragments 1 and 3 forgotten - Fun fact about fr.1. I had it in mind, sit up, take pen/paper from the bedside table and forget what to write; it never came back
- I am discussing with colleagues about pricing of some specific products, I cannot report details

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17-Jan-2017 - Several ND/LD fragments + WILD: Jungle guerrilla
ND: I am using plants to defend an area
2:20 AM - I wake up, attempt WILD, fall asleep

FLD: Another similar fragment, using plants to defend, I am in a hotel, with many wooden doors. I am kinda aware this is not real
4:30 AM - WBTB, another unfocused WILD attempt, fall asleep

LD: (est. 5AM) - I am aware this is dream. I extract a small (50cm) Christmas Tree from a table, it's decorated with strings, balls and a pointed top. I place it on top of the table, shoot rays / balls from it to repel small and grey humanoid assailants

Wake up 6:05 AM, I know I have little time to 6:30 work alarml, but I attempt WILD and I am successful
WILD: After short visualization, LD stabilizes.
I start in an army training center. I go to a metal locker, open it, find a camo suit, wear it (on top of my clothes I guess), then look at myself in the door's mirror. My face looks kinda deformed, then it becomes normal.
I find an officer / trainer who provides me an automatic rifle, I play with lock / fire mode selector, then an automatic handgun. Again, I play with magazine, loader (english?), this further stabilizes dreamworld

The officer tells me I have a mission to recover some secret document from a heavily guarded enemy base
I will first go through the jungle with a group, then I should leave my heavy equipment to them, and rely on my powers
He invites me to check my knife, it's strapped to my left leg
<JUMP>
I am on a boat with 5 or 6 comrades, going upstream in a river in the middle of a thick jungle
There is a low wooden bridge above the boat, when we pass below it, a guy appears and drop a bucket of ice cold water on us
I think that to be an ambush it's especially mild.
However, one of my comrades gets incapacitated. We stop the boat, I walk up the steep river bank, there are a couple of wooden shacks which look empty; I use infra-red view to scan the interior of the closest shack, it's confirmed empty. I turn around me, a scan on a house farther away reveals few red-glowing human figures.
I signal my comrades to take the injured guy in, then I move in direction of the enemy.

I decide to become invisible. I watch both my arms disappear, then I look down seeing nothing of my body.
I walk to the occupied house, do a super-jump and land on the roof. I melt/phase through the roof tiles, seeing the interior, then land inside the house, still invisible. There is a guy wearing a fluffy white jacket, looking out of a window, pointing a rifle.
I think that they have made us no harm, they look like poor fighters, so I will avoid killing them.
I get very close to him, suddenly take his left leg, hold and lift it up, breaking it. He shouts in pain.

Another guy comes close, and punches the place I am. I feel his punches going through my face. This is a surprise, I meant to be invisible, not totally transparent...
I move a bit to the side, he's still hitting air. I think about some creative way to harm him but not kill him.
I transform into a tiger. I feel my body change shape, and walk on all four.
I get close, give up my invisibility, and quickly assault him again on the leg, chomping it.
He too screams from pain and shock, I think it's fair, he just saw a tiger appear out of thin air and bite him !
Then I regain human form and exit the house.
<JUMP>
I am walking in the thick jungle. I see two enemy soldiers when they are very close (<2m), they see me at the same time
I immediately shrink down to the ground, I see the leaves enormous around me. I may be ant-sized.
A heavy boot passes next to me, I jump on it, and walk up the soldier's uniform, until I reach the collar.
Then for some reason I think the best thing to do is stinging him in the neck with my arse, and that's what I do.
Then I quickly move out of the way, where his hand slaps his neck. He stops walking, in pain.

I land on the other soldier, I look in the face and it's a beautiful girl, with black hair and sharp face features, but very nice looking. I am very surprised by this. I tell her not to worry, I will not hurt her. I ask her name, I see his mouth from very close distance saying the word "Rachele". Unfortunately just after this, work alarm rings.

Oh my goodness! I was on such a wonderful streak of happy dreams, but my lack of sleep only getting about 20 hours of sleep this entire week has had a big impact on quality and quantity.
I woke up in a work looking van tied up on the floor and felt drugged. I was very groggy and looking around to assess the situation. Even groggy I felt semi lucid thinking another bad dream? Then I actually took a minute to curiously process why I was dreaming this but then I saw a woman with long brown/grey streaked hair look into the passenger window and outside there were trees all over like we were in the woods. I had my hands behind my back with a gag in my mouth and my neck and shoulder were in pain. I heard the woman yell "she's awake". Then the back of the Van opened up with two doors and I was pulled out by my feet and thrown to the ground on my stomach. Then a man flipped me over on my back and he was very tall black/grey hair. There were also two boys that appeared to be teens, both brownish messy hair, all looking down on me. They picked me up and carried me to a picnic table where they sat me at. Then they seemed to go about their business. At some point the dad went to chop wood and the mom told me that they were terrified of him and he has killed several women. All I had to do was listen to her and I would stay alive. I still felt drugged but no fear. I knew this was a dream but didn't feel in control. I kept thinking is this a test? Should I wake up or should I see where this leads? Well then she tells me that if I can just withstand the cut, then I will likely survive. My eyes opened wide and she had tears. Then she said the cut goes from shoulder to shoulder and down under the collar bone like a half circle. YIKES! I was somewhat curious what this would feel like in a dream but freaked out at the same time. I tried to get the boys to come closer to see if they seemed just a bad as the father but they were off on their own. Next thing I knew there was a huge sharp knife...(OHHHHHHH my husband was watching Forged in Fire I thought hahahaha) Now I knew what I was dreaming this. I hate knives and told him that would be worse thing I could think of!!! Ok so I will feel this cut.
The man comes over with his knife out of the fire and he had the look of the devil in his eyes. Just as he is about to slice me I leave my body. No way I am sticking around, so I am now watching him from over his shoulder as he cuts a deep cut in me literally watching my skin open up. Eeew. I woke up at that point.

I always try to push out bad things and not let them in because I don't want nightmares lol. This was kinda funny as being aware.

Starting to recall some longer dreams again

+ ship game: FP view, "full-screen" graphics. View out of the cockpit of a plane/ship, taking off and landing on bases amongst hills. Getting a large team together, flying in formation, approaching and trying to figure out how to use the refueling mother ship. Reading directions, come back to body, there are switches that must be thrown in a particular combination in order for the refueling/resupplying to work, I'm carrying the cheat-sheet with me and looking at it and adjusting the settings.

+ driving downtown medium-sized city like B in daytime. Trying to determine the correct routes/allowed turns, making turns at green lights

+(f) there is a guy who is older and a great runner, it's unexpected how good he is

+(f) walking up the sidewalk my friend is going to the (disco?), I walk past it and look to the right inside but there are only a few (large?) women in there. I see my friend just up the street at a (pizza?) place, he's laughing

+ reunion at WFP (college house w/friends), there is a guy down where DB lived I talk to him on the phone, I think of offering him a ride but he's coming on his own. As I float DO towards the reunion house I look down the long snowy street and try to see his little body in the distance walking but don't see it

+ I'm hooking up TVs which are hanging down from the ceiling and trying to figure out the wiring. There is B and S university TVs. They have different connectors. Someone comes and is listening to the report on the S TV.

+ I'm sitting on a bench in an alcove and thinking about having some "quality me time." I'm covering myself with a blanket. A guy comes and hangs around that that puts a damper on the whole thing.

Morning of January 17, 2017. Tuesday.



In my goal to strengthen my online journal against the fallacy of “dream interpretation”, I have, to the best of my ability, clarified this entry and recompiled the underlying meaning and root influences.

I am alone in an unfamiliar car in late morning, though which is implied to be my dream self’s car. I am parked near the center of the parking lot of Skogen’s IGA in La Crosse, logically facing south towards the store’s entrance. Although I am in America, the driver’s side is on the right. There are several other parked cars around, all with people in them. (Both the driver’s side being on the wrong side and all the cars in the parking lot illogically having people in them are dream-state indicators. Erroneous dream-state indicators of this type are so common, it seems to be a natural dividing mechanism to separate dream-state memory from real-life memory).

After a few minutes of looking around as I am seated behind the steering wheel (with no backstory as to whether there was intent to go into the store or to leave and drive elsewhere), an unknown male erratically drives a car around in the parking lot. There is machine gun fire from the car and someone (in the car) is hollering about a race. In the car are two males who are dressed as 1920s gangsters. It seems that everyone is being challenged to get away and to apparently hide somewhere. I am not sure if there is a literal finish line.

I decide to drive away as quickly as possible. I go down an alley which is seemingly the one behind the Loomis Street house. I drive into a large garage and get out of the car though sit near it in the semidarkness. It seems I may be safe here.

After a time, there is activity just outside in the alley. The gangsters are looking for the people who had driven away from the parking lot. I hear objects falling over just outside the garage but I remain still. I do not think they will find me.

Eventually, I look up and see a large circular hole in the ceiling of the garage and a giant human eye, atypically rendered in black and white, peers down through the hole. The eye and its movement has somewhat of a slight blurry effect as if a giant television was just above the hole in the ceiling, facing downwards. There are even a couple lines of “static” as the eye moves side to side as if in REM sleep, though it remains open, unblinking. I am not sure if I will be seen but I do not feel afraid. This surreal situation does not trigger any sense of it being impossible.

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Step-by-step explanation for the inexperienced:

In my dreams, sitting in a car in a parking lot (or simply being in a parking lot) is a biological indicator of being in bed and typically represents the last stage of a sleep cycle, the subliminal “waiting period” for the increase in beta neural activity (13–30 Hz). This has been validated from the study of hundreds of parallel examples since early childhood. There is no reason to assume that the parking lot is “symbolic” of anything in real life, which does not even make any sense other than perhaps to people falling prey to the Barnum effect of “dream interpretation”.

My dream self typically runs away simply out of the lack of enthusiasm over waking up (more obvious in this case as I subliminally knew what being in the parking lot meant even though my dream self did not), though which is random and completely unrelated to how I view sleep or waking in general (and after all, every day is different). My dream self typically runs away from the more dominant preconscious (until the emergent consciousness is linked and activated), which most often has absolutely nothing in common with me or of any relevance to my waking life. It is not known whether the noise outside the garage, another form of liminal space, was based on real environmental noise, but it seems likely, especially as the REM symbolism was activated right afterwards.

The very last scene, an intriguing indicator of being in REM sleep, was directly influenced by the “Don’t Open Till Doomsday” episode of “The Outer Limits” television series, which I had not seen in years and first watched as a child while I drifted in and out of sleep and lucid and semi-lucid dream states. (This was a major influence that heightened my interest in various levels of consciousness.) The episode, on one level, is a perfect metaphor for the conscious self subliminally “watching” the fictional dream self. In fact, my dream even included the black-and-white television imagery from the original show, even including the static.

Finally, there is another layer of meaning. In this case, it is almost like an analogy to my life. In order to viably clarify it, I must quote part of an original summary of the episode: “In 1929, a pair of young newlyweds receives a mysterious box-like object wrapped as a wedding gift with a cryptic label reading ‘Don’t Open Till Doomsday’. Unbeknownst to his bride, the bridegroom is zapped by a beam of light emanating from this object when he removed it from the wrapping, and seemingly disappears out of existence. In 1964, an eloping couple arrives at the house in the hopes of using it as a honeymoon spot, now a half-derelict mansion owned by Mrs. Kry, an eccentric old woman who turns out to be the aforesaid bride, driven to insanity after her husband disappeared. After the younger bride herself disappears inside the box, it is revealed that Mrs. Kry has been luring young couples to her house, in the hope of 'trading’ them for her lost bridegroom, with an alien intelligence residing inside the box.”

How does this relate to me and my life? The box represents the fictional and contained form of a dream limited by a total lack of understanding of dreams (that nearly all “interpreters” exhibit), or believing that a dream relates only to current real-life status. This is like an alternate timeline (in metaphor) of what could have happened if I (or Zsuzsanna) had believed in “interpretation” (“receiving the box”) when I was growing up. That is, I would not have ultimately learned that the “mystery girl” of my dreams, rather than being “symbolic” or of solely being another aspect of myself, was actually literally precognitive of my eventual joining with my “mystery girl” Zsuzsanna. This is pure truth.

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Curious marker: This dream was on the morning of January 17, 2017. The episode of “The Outer Limits” that influenced it was from season 1, episode 17.

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Night 1:
I remembered nothing when I woke up. Rip

Night 2:
I remembered a bit. Might have had a lucid but I only remember fragments so I won't count it as I can't confirm.

I remember riding on the back of a train by holding on for my life

I remember meeting 2 DCs that were residents from one of my old dream worlds. Their apartment could be removed from one world and join another and that's how they survived. I remember getting a tour of their apartment.

I also remember fighting a giant ice golem and getting killed. Turns out karate doesn't work on a 20 ft tall giant made of ice.

Total points: 3 (rip)

Night 3:
Oh boy, 3 lucids

Lucid 1: It started with myself finding a cave beside a giant tree. In the cave, there were several machines that could spawn stuff that they were preset to do. Some spawned food and stuff and others spawned monsters. Upon seeing these machines, I became lucid. I remember other people from the forums being there and the winner won some prize. Forgot what the prize was. There was a lot to this that I didn't remember but oh well, that's just how it goes.

I remember that in between this dream and the next, I pretended to sleep walk in the dream world, not sure why, but that's what I remember.

Lucid 2:
I find myself in a castle on one of the upper floors. I'm sitting in a room with a few other people. I look to the person beside me and it's spellbee. I somehow just know that it's him but I'm not sure how or why. This time, he was without his DG unlike a previous dream.

I turned to him and said "I'm pretty sure that this is real" and he sighed and said go through the list and I said ok. I thought to myself how I got to this place and when I couldn't find an answer, I did 2 different RCs. I asked spell where this place was and he replied it's a dream he was once in.

We make our way to one of the towers in the castle and I look around. I see many lakes and hills around. Far away from the castle was a mountain range. The tower shook and a giant object came from the sky and hit the mountains in the distance. The shock wave shook the castle and I fell over. The explosion was fast approaching and I had little time to prepare. I knew I had to escape the world but I wasn't sure how. I flew out away from the explosion with spell but I couldn't fly fast enough. I landed beside a lake and watched the death zone coming. I tried to despawn the world around me or to detach the small area I was in. After many failed attempts to do it myself, I turned to spell who was sitting down calmly and I said to him "I'll give you as much power as you need, just please stop this from getting any closer. Spell responded with. I'm not exactly worried, you need to do this yourself. I then did 3 different RCs to assure myself that this was a dream to give me enough motivation to do a large dream edit.

I flew up into the air and accelerated towards the earth until a magic circle appeared around me. As I hid the ground, time slowed to a halt and the magic circle grew to a small radius around me. Everything outside of the circle faded to black. As I despawned the whole world, spell looked up at me and smiled. At this point, it was around 5:00 am. I got some water and attempted a wild.

I had a bit of trouble but I ended up in my room. I walked through the mirror and ended up in the first dreams location at the base of the tree from my first LD.

My memory between this part and the later part of the LD is fragmented so I'll post the fragments. I somehow ended up at a sort of camp. I for some reason ate a giant coconut. (Had a ton of liquid and not a lot of meat)

I ended up lucid (dild) inside of a cabin which looked a lot like the inside of my house. At this point, I did the nose pinch check. I'll count this as my wild as it was part of the same dream. There, I met spell as he appeared from the last dream, gab (a black cat), sensei (a short black haired Asian with a mini blue dragon) and a character from attack on Titan. (Forgot her name but I'm too lazy to look her up) if anyone is wondering, it's the girl who was actually a Titan and turned out to be evil.

So the 5 of us meet in the bathroom and we just look at each other. The girl looked intimidatingly at me because I knew her secret, spell stepped back to watch, gab ran off and sensei held out his arm with the dragon on top of it aggressively at me because we were on opposite teams.

I looked at the two of them and it was obvious that I was going to die a few times. I explained to them that even if they tried to kill me, it wouldn't work because I would just come back after death. As I said that, the girl grabs me and rips me in half. I then respawn behind her and sensei and they both turn around. I smile and say "see". They smile and step towards me as if they are going to keep killing me. I sprint out the door screaming "SHIT SHIT SHIT" as spell sits in the corner laughing while reading a book. I'm running outside as I'm being chased by a dragon, an angry Asian and a super fast anime villain. After getting killed again and respawning I do a RC while running to get confidence, turn around and use telekinesis to push sensei, the dragon and the girl back and up into the air. As I do that, they fly over spell, he points his finger up without looking away from his book and a magic circle appears above his head. The three fly into it and they get launched into the sky at a very fast speed and hit what looked like the moon. (It was purple).

After a bit, I get teleported to a shallow pond where people are fishing. They pull in a fish and I stand there holding it. I cast a spell that I call Poseidon's umbrella which despawns all water within a 1m radius of myself. I walk calmly over to the shore and drop the fish which turned into a duck. I see a classroom just a few meters away and decide to enter it. I wanted to show off to the students by walking through the window without breaking it. I can phase through the window no problem going out but my legs have trouble going through the non glass part. I try going back but this shatters the window and I wake up. (7:11 am)

2 Dilds: 15
1 Wild: 10
Reality check: 1
Interact with a DC: 2
Eat or drink something: 5
Telekinesis: 5
Teleport: 10
Phase through solid object: 10
Advanced flying: 10
Advanced banishing: 10
Time control: 10
All 3 step tasks: 30
Meet a teammate: 7
Teammate show previous dream: 10
Fight an enemy: 10
Fight an enemy with teammates: 20
Personal goal: 15
(Create party of 5) (added spell and witch from apartment)

Total: 180

Futuristic military scene, videogame-like, healing gel (that you had to squirt all over you), I'm hurt so I fall behind. We rush to the medivac/extraction chopper/VTOL. Someone (a female squad member) comes back for me and helps me onto the chopper/VTOL (she yelled at me to hurry, I tell her to heal me so I can run properly). The craft flies away in third person.

Futuristic world, a lot of metal. Some kind of airport? Flying cars (a Fiat, no wheels) and others vehicles with AG drives. It was still a military installation, I think. I learn I can hover and possibly fly. Someone (still a woman) sees, and informs me non-vehicular flight is not allowed here. I see a sign, indicating human flight is indeed illegal here.

Vision resembling scene from "Another Earth"? Other Earth in the sky.

I'm in some kind of apartment, a rather crappy looking one. For some reason, I was getting shot at. It all felt very raw and "realistic" (the bullet impacts into the walls and doors). There were several armed persons, and I was armed myself. I opted to stay in the doorway for cover. I had an ally, a fellow I know from real life called Victor. He's... absolutely not suited for this role. He's peaceful, a scientist and gay. I'm pretty sure he abhors violence. Not this version! Victor, also armed, rushed in and pulled a Leeroy Jenkins on me. He actually killed several perps, with gun and/or bare hands (smashing them into walls!). But this spree didn't last, as he was violently shot dead. It looked awful. I continued the fight, until only a black kid aged 8-10 was left... he was armed too, and kept shooting at me. He left me no choice. I shot him in the head. It was a mess. I had a bit of a mental breakdown, asking the dead kid why he forced me to do this.

A group of people, including me, running. It was night? We run past a trailer/RV. In third person, I saw a man I recognized, perhaps a former colleague, walking through some curtains into his trailer. He engaged several persons in a gunfight. He fought valiantly, but was shot from the side and killed.

War scene. I was in a trench, preparing for an upcoming battle along with the other soldiers. The weapons were guns I recognized from the Vietnam era, an M14 and an AK with collapsible stock. The battle started when we charged the enemy. Now it gets weird. I may have died a few times, but every time the scene "reset" to just before the battle. Like in the movie "Edge of Tomorrow". I remember being crouched in the mud, seeing death and destruction all around me, and feeling... traumatized? In a later attempt, I think I tried to escape the scene. I'd actually memorized where most of the hostiles would be coming from, and what they would try if they spotted me. I entered a small warehouse-like room, and saw two hostiles. They were talking and hadn't spotted me yet. I tossed a grenade. That's the last I remember.

-1-I was in a field with about 20 random teens. The sun was at a 9:00am position. The environment was a grassy field. Trees acted as portions of its border. Beyond them, there were implied buildings. At one point, I accidentally inspired a minor historical event. Also, this scene took place in the recent past.

I felt human, but the dream labeled me as my unicorn OC. (For all intents and purposes, I wasn’t human at all.) I wanted to use magic to take care of an enemy, but there was a serious problem—if I were to use it, there was a high risk of becoming ‘integrated’ with a certain artificial system, trapping me in something or somewhere. For about a full minute, thoughts were going back and forth. If I used magic, the biggest threat would be eliminated. On the other hand (hoof?), I’d be trapped.

Suddenly, a yellow ball with a similar appearance to the sun (but dim enough to look at directly) appeared north relative to the sun, and in a 7:30am position. It turned out that Princess Celestia was behind it (not literally), proven by her studio-quality voice.
Celestia: “Look at me as if I were not a threat.” (‘threat’ referring to the ball’s high brightness)
“Use your powers to defeat the evil in your world!” she continued.

Then, it clicked. I decided to use magic to take out whatever antagonist there was. I forgot what it was.

-2-I was inside my house, watching MacGyver with my family. The episode started with a camera panning to the right over a quiet, lit, residential street. The light was white, as was the supercar parked on the side of the road. Then, I found myself along with everyone else in church, watching MacGyver from the pews. I was reading a newspaper. (what? I never read those)

-3-In my house, the staircase was completely blocked by presents. Nearby, Adolf Hitler was discussing something trivial with a subordinate. There was a horizontal Nazi banner on the wall near the floor.

-4-Four kids were kidnapped and placed in a building. When I found theme, they seemed almost bored with their attitude. They were aged around 5 or 6. I asked a boy where my sister and my mom were taken, and he told me, “The apartment building.” He pointed at it. I then left the kids behind in the room.

Eventually, I and a friend snuck inside that building, and made our way undetected to a room on the ground floor. Here, we knocked out a guard by hitting him with a soft blanket. Later, a female guard spotted us, so we did the same thing to her. We hid both their bodies in the closet. I also looked out the window to find my mum. She noticed me, so I put a finger on my mouth. However, she didn’t give a crap, so she walked up to a window and tried to talk to me, somehow not getting caught. Her voice was inaudible from where I was.

Right then, the now four unconscious guards in the closet woke up at the same time, and they were all wearing tuxedos, except for the woman, who wore a generic black set of clothes. We were kind of screwed, but it wasn’t of much consequence. The ex-guards seemed pretty nonchalant about everything.

I recall a fragment in which I was running around some seaside city in a sunny, warm day. Everything felt vivid and was quite detailed.