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At a point I had a DEILD ,I became lucid ,but lucidity was too low as usual, my visual aquity was unstable, all I remember that I was marvelled at how detailed a dream can be ,I was on a hillside, in a forest, then the dream changed and I lost lucidity.
Edit: I remember looking out the window, seeing a way , left the house, and looked around , the dream started to collapse ,I ran back but now there was only a white car, not my house.

In the next dream I was in a class, and I was talking to some people . A girl made some remarks about how that girl( she said the name of an old schoolmate I had , but she was another girl from another place) secretly likes me and have a crush on me , I thought is just a joke, why would she like me at all .... Then she said it herself ,calmly, wasnt surprised at all that her secret is out, then we made out for a while then I continued doing whatever I did...


Idk how I did not get lucid by this surreal scenario... a girl liking me, me being in school again..eh

This was few days ago. Quite a powerful dream, not sure why. Long and detailed, full of feelings.

So, I'm either living or house sitting this large house. I go to a guest house or garage for a few min to get something, and when I get back, the house is full of people.

I don't know them. They are all behaving civilly, but I feel danger from them. They invaded a house, like "occupy house", haha. They have an agenda, but I don't know what it is. They will leave after they get their wish. I'm trying to call for help, but they took my mobil and all communication devices. Other than they, they are just sitting, walking around, not even talking much. I try to talk to them, but they ignore me. I'm getting frustrated from complete lack of control.

I go to neighbors, and they already called the cops. I see them coming down the road with sirens on. I start to cheer and yell "suck on this, assholes" , but cops roll by to another incident.

Now I'm in a large, industrial setting. Same people milling around. I throw something in the corner and it starts a growing fire. I don't want anybody to get hurt, so I rush over there and extinguish it with a hand extinguisher. But another smaller fire already started from the first one, I rush over there and again, use the extinguisher. It sprays only about a foot away, but I KNOW it will be enough.

Commotion starts and I get shot 3 times in the chest. One of them is a doctor and even if she doesn't have her tools there, she treats me as I'm laying down. I don't want any help from her, but I think I need it.

I did really awful things in this dream. Not sure I should put it here. I might censor some of it. I was running around a series of dark corridors. To the right was a dressing room for boys, and to the left was the one for girls. Children, that is, aged 8-14, something like that. I was... killing them. With a knife. It was very dark, and I managed to kill only one boy in their dressing room. The corridors and rooms felt oddly abandoned and dark, which I found quite unsettling. I thought I was in a nightmare or horror game for a second, until I remembered I was the monster and had nothing to worry about. When I moved on to the girl's side, I found a room where one girl was sleeping. Next to her, her father was sleeping. Guarding her. I realized if I killed the girl, her father would no doubt attack me. So I decided to kill him first. While he was still asleep, I pushed my knife into his neck. He died gurgling, unable to resist. The girl woke up and saw her father die with the knife in his throat. She was quite young and didn't quite understand what was happening. I told her her father was just going to sleep, or something like that, to calm her down. The goal was to kill the girl next, but watching her wimper over her dead dad filled me with such regret, I just wanted to undo everything I'd done. I woke up right there and then, feeling confused I could commit such evil.

Morning of November 4, 2017. Saturday.



Dream Series: The Experience of Prescience, the Inexplicable Dream State Phenomenon. Part 3

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Over time, I become aware of a very unlikely situation (which has no discernible backstory), although my dream self does not consider it unusual. I am resting outside in an unknown location on the side of a hill that is about the height of a one-storey house (when not elevated on stumps or with a higher roof as our house has). It also seems to be part of a house on one level. I have a blanket over me. I am aware of a number of unknown people also sleeping on the hill or “building” and within the sparse framework. It seems to be nighttime.

It begins to rain lightly and this hill or odd pyramidal building (note that the roof of our house in real life is pyramidal) seems to take on unusual properties as if it was made out of miscellaneous junk and tarpaulins as well as at least fifty percent dirt. I feel a bit uneasy, but not uncomfortable. It begins to collapse due to stormy weather, the metal part of the tarpaulins noisily clattering on other parts of the framework, which seems somewhat oppressive after a time, but I do not respond with emotion or fear. I cover myself fully with my blanket, including my head. The hill or building is eventually flattened though no one is hurt. No one talks directly to me. I look up at the sky and notice very unusual clouds passing overhead. They have very unusual shapes and atypical colors, some vaguely similar to jigsaw puzzle pieces. I enjoy seeing them but I do not know if it is suitable to sleep here now.

I get up and walk through a doorway to find a better place to sleep indoors. I am vaguely aware that the room is modeled after the Loomis Street house’s living room, though it is more like a cave. To my left, in an armchair recliner, is a large Minotaur. In front of me is a couch with the back oriented to the right of my viewpoint. The furniture layout is the same as it was in the Loomis Street house living room. There are other features that I do not directly focus on. I consider sleeping on the couch.

“You’re not sleeping there,” says the Minotaur somewhat frustratingly, as he notices me looking at the couch, though indicating no anger or threatening posture. It almost seems as if he is afraid of me or at least does not want anyone else intruding on his relaxing environment. Eventually, I decide to turn around and find myself in my own bed in reality upon waking up.

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Friday, 30 March 2018: What I presently understand about this dream, based on the following real-life event: A few days after this dream, on November 7, a totally unexpected devastating storm (with very atypical clouds prior to it - unusual shapes and of odd colors), tore the roof from our house and carried it down the street, where it landed in front of another house.

My family and I had to endure over a month of large tarpaulins slamming against what was left of the front part of our roof. (The noise was almost ear-splitting and my family had to leave the house at times, though there were days when it was not as noisy.) This devastating storm was so unexpected, there were still a few people working on the street near our house only minutes before. Members of my family had been out to see a movie, and had taken the bus. If the timing had been different by only one minute (when they had come in the house), there would have been more serious consequences.

What is usually RAS personification (for preconscious RAS mediation or modulation) is the Minotaur in this case, and an association with my brother-in-law Bob. It seems pertinent however, that bulls were only otherwise a recurring RAS modulation factor (bulls crashing through the wall for example, as a WAF - waking alert factor) in very early childhood, which should have told me there was something in this dream’s autosymbolism that was very atypical and of which was a warning. The fact remains however, even if I had fully known of this event beforehand, there was little that could have been done. Additionally, another literal factor that came to pass was members of my family sleeping under a destroyed roof covered by large tarpaulins. Zsuzsanna and I slept on the floor in the front room for a time, until the destroyed beds and roof were replaced. This is part 3 of what will be at least 500 parts, as prescience is a major factor of my dreaming history other than autosymbolism and auto-scripting. These main factors of dreams are usually completely ignored by most of modern society.

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Complicated dream. We (a group of survivors of some unknown disaster) were walking through a very long valley (over 1,000 kilometers long). The survivors were all teenagers, guys and girls. I think I had to go separately to pose a distraction (to distract some kind of enemy), while the others stayed in group. I reached our destination, the end of the valley (which was a large open space of fertile land surrounded by mountains and hills), quite a while before the others did. Eventually they arrived, though. I spoke to someone, who said many died on the way here as they were attacked and had to fight. We walked up to a monument erected in their remembrance (how it got there so quick, no idea), for those who died so the others could reach safety.

This dream was somehow a prequel of the previous dream, despite having no obvious narrative connection. I was being protected by a bodyguard in the form of Stellan Skarsgård. Though he looked taller and more lean than he does in real life. He used a pistol with suppressor. We were in a building resembling a hospital. One of the rooms had a view of the adjacent corridor through big, long windows. It was an office of some kind. An assassin appeared, determined to kill me. That assassin was none other than Jean Reno. I think it was his character Bezu Fache from "The Da Vinci Code". Later (after waking) I remembered Stellan played Richter, the antagonist of that movie's sequel, "Angels and Demons". Anyway, as a firefight erupted and I dove for cover, I think I asked Stellan for a suppressor so I could fight to defend myself. Odd to ask for a suppressor when you don't even have a gun to use it on. Dream logic.

Badass dream. I was "hunting zombies" inside what looked like an abandoned, dark apartment building. I encountered the little scorpion-like enemies from Resident Evil: Revelations 2 while crawling in some kind of tunnel/ventilation shaft. They chewed on my legs a bit until I guess I shot them. I had two weapons (that I remember), a mini-crossbow and a revolver (not my usual G19 pistol, an actual revolver). I entered a certain apartment which I knew to be a "resistance hideout". I was pretty sure they would all be zombies by now. I slowly opened the door (very tense atmosphere), and shuffled inside with my gun raised. There was a mirror, and I could see myself in it. I was wearing my black leather trench coat and I recall thinking I looked kinda badass. Like some kind of Van Helsing demon-hunter. The zombies must have disagreed, because they came pouring out of the room from around the corner. I think I killed at least four. I opened the revolver's cylinder, and checked ammo. I had only two rounds left. I removed the empty rounds, then closed the cylinder again. The resistance leader suddenly came out. He was infected, you could tell, but not nearly as badly as the ones I just killed. They were fully "zombified", with a kind of... mold... growing all over their heads. Anyway, I aimed at the leader's head. He did not attack, but rather exposed his forehead in such a way, it was clear he wanted me to kill him and put him out of his misery. I could not pull the trigger because of the "can't pull triggers" phenomenon. I was all out of ammo, for virtually all of my weapons. The leader then spoke, and said he'd help me find ammo for my weapons. Turns out he'd known me a long time (but I didn't know him), he'd been expecting me and he was sympathetic to my cause.

Less epic dream. I was living in a very spacious apartment next to a car showroom (which was on a first floor in a building next to mine). I was tasked by Ferrari (?) to clean up a container in the harbor. I told myself I'd do it tomorrow.

2017, 11-03

Pull the Demon From Inside

I remember dream. It started out that I was with Alicia at her house. We were looking through stuff they got at a yard sale. There are old purses, books, wallets, and other crap. I start looking through the wallets. Alicia and her mom want to know if any of them are in good enough shape to resell. I open one wallet and find lots of money was left in the wallet by accident. I figure it is not Alicia’s, not her mothers, so whoever finds it first gets to keep it. I take the money out of the wallet and slip it into my pocket. Alicia apparently she thinks I’m going to spend the night tonight. I am OK with that until she mentions that she has to get up at 4 o’clock the next morning. She and her mother are going on a trip, and they have to get a really early start. I tell her if she’s getting up at 4 o’clock in the morning I won’t be spending the night. She seems surprised and disappointed. She says I will have to take care of her pets. She hands me a little cage that has both a hamster and a gerbil in. They are both very cute. I go outside to find my car, but it is not there. I look around and find out someone has moved it and it is now parked on Alicia’s front lawn. I realize I forgot something, so I go back in the house to get it. When I go through the door the entire dream changes.

I am now in a long narrow hallway. It is so dark, the shadows seem almost solid. This is not Alicia‘s house. I walk down the hall, not sure where to go. I pinch my nose and find I can still breathe. I am dreaming. The hall seems to go on forever. I finally reach a room at the end of it. There is a woman in the room. She turns and looks at me. It’s like there’s a shadow over her. She tells me welcome to the nightmare. I tell her it is a dream, but no nightmare. I tell her it is my waking existence that is the nightmare. She laughs, although there’s no mirth in it. It sounds weird. I remember what I am here to do. I have to use a song to get a demon out of this woman, it’s Asuka. I had been thinking about a song by Device called Penance, so I use it. “I can make the nightmare go away, I can pull the demon from inside. I can make the nightmare go away, and save you from this and endless night.” Asuka, stands there and listens. Her eyes turn weird. They turn a solid black as if they were empty holes that lead oblivion. When the song is over, she speaks again. She is not talking in her own voice. It is a weird gravely evil voice, and it says that if I think that is going to bring it out then I am a fool. But I don’t see any reason to sit here and argue with a demon. I have another song in mind.

“I came here by day, I left here in darkness, and found you. Found you on the way. And now, it is silver and silent. It is silver and cold. You in somber resplendence I hold.” The song is called Silver and Cold, and it is by a band called AFI. That stands for A Fire Inside. The demon woman just looks mildly amused at this new song. I continue it. “Your sins into me, oh my beautiful one, your sins into me. As a rapturous voice escapes I will tremble a prayer, and I beg for forgiveness. Your sins into, your sins into me. Oh my beautiful one.” The demon just repeats that it’s not going to work, but it’s voice sound distant and Hollow. So I just continue the song. “Light, like a flood her with wings, I feel your hollow voice rushing into me as your longing to sing. So I, I will paint you in silver. I will wrap you in cold. I will lift up your voice as I fall. Your sins into me, oh my beautiful one.”

It looks like there is a dark cloud trying to tear out of Asuka, it is holding on, but it it’s not going to hold on for long. “I’ll fall asleep for you, I only ask you turn away. I’ll fall asleep for you, I only ask you turn, as it leaves into me, my beautiful one. Your sins into me.” So now I absorb the whole dark cloud out of Asuka and into me. It feels bitterly cold, but beyond that I don’t notice any effect. Asuka seems worried that I pulled it into myself. I tell her that this will not be a problem, because my soul already belongs to Jesus. The light energy will purge it out. This song is What I’ve Done by Linkin Park. “Let mercy come, and wash away what I’ve done. I faced myself, to cross out what I’ve become. Erase myself, and let go of what I’ve done. I’m for given what I’ve done.”

I keep dreaming that I text with her again... I guess I think of her too much ..sometimes i even saw her face
Also
A few days ago I dreamt that I had sex with two diff gals ...and thats it
My recall is terrible and I cant seeem to find a way to relax when doing WBTB WILD ,really hard to fall asleep at all.
Idk how could I eliminate that overly warmness in my body at the morning , in fact , if I dont use the blanket then I feel too cold , if I use the blanket I get too hot to relax...(no sexual innueendo intended)

I got lucid one morning but my lucidity was so low, i woke up

Morning of November 3, 2017. Friday.



This dream is the result of having thought about making entries or pairs of entries that list one event in one dream, and its main meaning, for a particular day for each year back to early childhood (which would mean that one entry for a specific date for each year would have over fifty dream events, each event being only inclusive of one dream for a particular date rather than the six to nine I typically recall). The dream event I had been thinking about as the first in the list for New Year dreams (closest one between December 31 and January 1 of each year), was “Muddy Dump Truck”.

I had considered including the statement “Some psychologists have suggested that plunging through water or being immersed in some way is actually the mind translating a specific change in the sleep cycle” (even though I do not wade in water in this particular dream sequence) because this is one of the only true statements I have ever read elsewhere about dreams in my lifetime. Still, that would require an edit for over four hundred of my water induction dreams online so far, yet some people would probably still have no clue and approach me with the usual reprehensible “interpretation” no matter how much idiot-proof detail I include. (At least that has been my main experience on the Internet since 2004.)

My dream starts off with typical lucid water induction (water as symbolizing sleep and its status and depth as associated with the glymphatic system). However, my dream’s theme continues through several partial awakenings where I turn over to the opposite side each time. (I mostly only sleep on my left side for health reasons as the body is designed to, but have a tendency to absentmindedly flip to my right side at times as sleeping in one position is often not feasible anyway.) Although I am aware of the essence of the nonthreatening flood at times, I start to fall into non-lucidity. This is intriguing because I feel very comfortable and satisfied in emerging back into lucidity through at least eight turn overs only to fall back into the “same” dream each time.

In the final segment of this series, I am with my wife Zsuzsanna and our children as we appear now but living in Cubitis (where they have never been). We are all in the living room and it seems to be late afternoon. I notice a flood in the backyard, though I can still see many blades of grass above the surface of the water. There is conversation about whether or not the flood will eventually be in the house and apparently the answer is yes. Although I am first concerned about books and papers getting ruined, I eventually realize that there is hardly any furniture or features in the house, though I do not become lucid at this highly illogical aspect.

Prior to this last segment, with the detail from the “Muddy Dump Truck” dream from the night of December 31, 2016 repeating through each partial awakening and me consciously focusing on it as being the “perfect” first item in the New Year dream list, there had been a few repeating segments of being at our present address where there were higher flood waters, though not as with the potential to reach within the house (our present home is up on stumps). The comfort and “perfection” perceived through these partial awakenings and back into a water induction dream (of which I have had at least one every night for over fifty years) was very satisfying at the time. It seemed to last for about three hours (but was possibly less than an hour).

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I got lost while walking around my town. I kept walking north until I wandered outside of my mental map. I walked past some houses and into the garage of one house. I was going to call somebody or try to find someone with a road map so that I could find my way home. When I walked into the garage the dream scene started to shift.

I was now at a resort. The resort was built inside of a canyon in the desert and had this sort of oasis feel to it. Between the different buildings that held restaurants, lounges, casinos and suites ran water which cascaded over artificial waterfalls and palm trees grew from beside the artificial ponds and lakes. My father appeared and started yelling at me because my professor was angry with me and I became lucid. I left him alone and ignored him and headed into the hotel.

I walked into a lounge room near the Bar and saw Marcus (back in his human form) and Jack standing with a large group of people. Marcus was giving a speech but he stopped talking and introduced me to the people he was talking to. He was wearing a gray striped jacket with vertical dark gray stripes and gold buttons. He pulled one of the buttons out and a blue hologram appeared; very Star Wars Esque.

Someone pointed out that it did indeed look like a holo-projector from Star Wars and then everyone started talking about Star Wars. The dream scene changed to a star wars battle happening above a blue planet with white clouds. There were these weird ships involved in the battle that had running tracks and loops on them and Sonic the Hedgehog was running around on the ships during the battle and I was controlling him for a bit. For some reason Sonic could get a power up that gave him a Master Cheif helmet. Anakin Skywalker came out and killed Sonic with his lightsaber and captain Rex came into the scene and got mad at him saying he had important information and that they needed him alive.

Meanwhile, Guy Moore and Thomas from Daft Punk appeared and started a 2v2 fistfight with Amit and Erez from Infected Mushroom on the bridge of a Star Destroyer. One of them fumbled into the controls and steered the ship to ram into another small ship. I lost the dream and woke up.

Asuka is still being mean.

A dream about being in my living room. She was trying to convince me that Jamie was dead. I kept saying no, it's not possible. She showed me an apparent suicide note from her. I started crying.


Lost in an alternate reality

First of all I thought I was in vancouver. I was walking along a highway with someone and we went into a McDonald's. There was no menu in the Mcdonald's and I asked if they had certain items that they should, but they didn't. Settled on a grilled beef wrap... Which mdconald's should really have btw. I thought the franchise must be somehow different cross provinces?

Later I was walking around the city looking for a neighbourhood where there was an apparent gate back to the right reality. It was a bright summer like day out. Me and my brother split up. I wound up close to where I was supposed to be. I found some boy by a school. for some reason he knew me and I was following him down an alleyway by a park.

Wound up meeting my brother again by an apartment where the gate was. The gate was in a stairwell, and was much like glitching through a wall in a video game. You had to crouch by a wall and go under the stairs where a hidden platform was turn right at the wall and walk completely through the next set of stairs. I some how didn't do the right set of steps because it didn't work. I saw the other peple I was with made it through and saw them sort of phasing out of this reality until they were gone. I was watching them outside a window when this happened.

I ran into Val from work, who was also getting ready to leave. I told her I didn't make it so would just followbehind her to make it perfect. Apparently she liked the food from this reality because she kept making burritos or something on her way leaving. She was taking forever to make it.

FA, I'm on my computer and my dad points to a comment i made on Facebook on someone's post about getting a haircut. He started laughing hard.

I'm in Mexico with someone, visiting his family. I want to take picture. Pull out my 2 extra phones I brought with me, when I see that my mobil's battery is getting low. But they both don't have a memory card.

One of the people in the house drives me to the store. They would charge my phone but they don't have a charger, and there is some issue with batteries. As I'm looking at my "iPhone", i realize that's not it, it's my old, red phone. I can't figure out how did I make such a mistake.

Outside of the store I'm waiting for this guy to pick me up and I wonder if I recognize him. Guy pulls up and he recognizes me. We drive back to the house. Suddenly we are driving through some tunnel construction, over some metal structure, not even a road. He is like "its ok, I used to work here" . After that we stop on the other side of a tunnel, some people from other cars get together and we have some good mexican red wine.

Back at the house. Everybody leaves somewhere. Only couple of women stay in a detached white house and I stay with some kids. We get a call from them, they are scared, something is happening. We hear them scream. I take the kids and we hide on a balcony that has no access from anywhere and it looks just like a wall. A small kid next to me is whimpering and I'm trying to calm him down. Two guys are walking down the stairs from the opposite house. I don't want them to hear us. But they do. One cuts the "wall" open. I get out. They don't have uniforms, but they act like secret police or something. I ask them who they are. They tell me I'm arrested for car theft. I laugh, like that's not possible.

I was quite uncomfortable in Mexico : D

Abandoned house

I was exploring an abandoned house with youtubers. Pretty sure Moe sargi was there. I became lucid when someone was there who shouldn't... Jamie Staples a youtube poker player. I kept telling him it was a dream. I also commented how he just seems to run particularly good. We wander around the house more and the dream ends.


Fight

I was in a japanese style house. Some woman that may have been asuka was swinging a samurai sword at me. I kept dodging and somehow got it from her. I kept swinging and swinging. pretty soon all I noticed was an old style japanese shoe on the ground that was cut up, but the woman was gone. Another woman was watching from a distance. I felt terrible that I may have killed the woman with the sword. I started screaming.

I was walking through the back of a garden (monastery?), and to get to the house I had to traverse a field inhabited by a bunch of animals. I somehow knew these animals were "nice" and would not attack humans, but there were wolves and even a bear so I did not feet at ease. I think the bear and two wolves were fighting, giving me a chance to slip by. Suddenly I decided to fly, as this was safer. I flew, and found myself over an old Mediterranean-style city. My mind struggled to draw enough scenery so part of the city was repeated over and over. I struggled to find a place to land because the "replication" effect was so strong. I made a loud and messy landing and I'm pretty sure everybody saw me, but I didn't care. Navigating the city, I think I was looking for a man called Arthur. He was supposed to be the real-life King Arthur, except he had a different last name. I think I saw him from a distance, on the first floor terrace of an inn (?).

Dream notes of dream I've entirely forgotten... Recognize brother, but older. Soundtrack with piano and synths, live "happily ever after". I do recall the soundtrack and how cool it was. I still heard it while I was waking up.

October 31st

It's been a day already since i had this dream so i dont remember much. But there's something curious that's related to it, that's why i decided to write it down.

I was in someone's house. I dont know if i really knew the guys that lived there or if they were just hosts like from couchsurfing or something like that. Anyways they had a studio where they would play musical instruments, and i went there and i grabbed a guitar. I think i started playing some riff. Then i hear one of the guys come to the studio and he puts a song and i think he also starts playing (tbh i dont know if he was playing the song and singing, or he just put the song to reproduce somewhere. Even though it was high quality i think it was the former). The song was "Highway to hell" from AC DC. I remember remembering the lyrics and thinking about the meaning of the song for a moment, that it would be directly opposite to what im trying to do lol. Then i woke up.

Later that day i watched a video on Youtube from Mike Maloney, i was actually waiting for his podcast since im interested in most of his videos now. Funnily the name for his new video was "Highway to Government hell". Even though the video has nothing to do with the interpretation i gave to the song, it's funny to see a coincidence in something i dreamt and this video i was waiting for to come out in real life.

November 1st

I dreamt that the battle between the living and the dead from Game of thrones finally started. The whole planet was dark, we were fighting on night. I actually wasnt fighting, but thousands of people were, around a castle; even though there was probably nowhere to escape since the war was everywhere. I was like in a part of the castle where i could see the battle, but i was not interfering. I was with other people including the king, a princess and some other comitee members. All people i trusted, so i was glad i was with them. We weren't going to be there forever, we were there strategically, but idk the reason. I remember Eddard Stark was alive and defending the other wall, playing a similar role we were. But meanwhile we were watching Jon Snow fight, in a bamboo bridge connecting the castle to the mainland. We saw that the dead were really scary, not because they were dead but because they actually werent joking and didnt nor wouldnt give up in the fight, they would annihilate everyone. Then we saw the bridge break... the bamboo poles were conected with strings, and apparently those strings were cut or broken (i dont think someone cut them, but they broke because the bridge was holding a lot of weight). It was a long fall, and there wasnt any water down there, in fact there was more fighting going on, but down there there were many more dead than living. Even though the fall was long, the bamboo poles were huge and they fell first. When they bounced back they kinda like cushioned Jon Snow's fall. When he fell on the ground he was still alive and fine, although unconscious. We were already there waiting, and as soon as we were able to grab him we put him on a bamboo litter and covered him with more bamboo, so nobody could peek and see who was in there. Generals from the opposing army started freaking wanting to find him to kill him. One of them was him:

and the other one looked like Igor. We headed to the city, and for that we crossed the battlefield (the city wasnt inside the castle). For some reason we weren't attacked and we literally crossed only the army of the dead right there, we even were a few meters away from the General (although if he saw us he would have attacked us). When we entered the city it was still night night, much time hasnt happened. We knew we were being chased (not by the army, for some reason they werent interested in us at all) so we needed to hide. We found a house at the entrance of an alley. The people that were ahead of me entered first and closed the door, then i had to shout and hit the door asking them to open it again for me. I thought they were going to leave me outside, but they realized i wasnt in there, and that it was me shouting, so they opened it. Inside it was comfortable and safe. We even forgot about Jon Snow... lol (apparently it was me who had him, but idk where i would be carrying him, since he doesnt fit in a pocket lol and i wasnt carrying a huge weight). Inside the house there was a very hot girl, kinda provocative. It was her house and 1 or 2 more people lived there. They were all university students. I dont know how it started , but i kissed her and we got passionate. There were more people kissing in that room. We got up and she showed me her room, which was on a third floor in that humble house. We entered her room and then i noticed that something was quite strange... and before i could get lucid the dream started collapsing.

Then for the final fragment i will summarize it:

- I was in a landscape. The ground was more dry than green, kinda like somewhere near Talampaya (similar to the Grand Canyon). There were 2 riders following us, me and my father. We shot them (even though im strongly opposed to that) and we decided we would dig holes [Yesterday i saw a video about German lessons, and in one of the examples the teacher mentioned that "Germans dig holes at night" haha. He said that so that we can remember the word `spät` which is similar to `spade`]. We also shot the horses by accident, so i took a couple of energy bars (not edible, more like radioactive bars) i had with me and threw them to the horses. One of them may have even died, but when i threw the bars they were both back to life and good (so this means that if we did the same to the riders then they could have been fine. And i thought of doing it, but idk why i didnt).

- Then i went inside a house, where my father's family finished having dinner. Then i went to the back of the house where i would sleep.

- At the back of the house i didnt stay there for long. When my grandmother came in to look for some tissues, i thought it was time to go back home.