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I'm following some guy in an airplane trying to take off. He taxis around a gas station and I have to follow him through. Since we are in military planes, I have to be careful not to hit anything. I see that the other guy has already taken off, but his plane is now some kind of single prop stunt plane. I look around me and realize my plane has transformed as well. With only a short runway, I climb in to the sky easily and feel my stomach lurch a little as I climb faster than expected. The guy comes back around and tells me to follow him down to a steep ridge line. We land ourselves by clinging to some of the rocks. He tells me that a herd of caribou are up here and he's going to start a stampede along the single file ridge line. I start to panic, though, because I keep losing my grip on the rocks and it's a very long drop down. The guy comes back and tells me it's fine and that there isn't a crazy drop at all. I look behind me, and sure enough, there is no crazy drop. I'm just standing at the top row of some bleachers.

Strange insects
Somehow, in a sort of void which is seemingly somehow between some sort of piping in my flat, I find a bunch of strange spider-like creatures(*). I know, in the dream, that their presence near somebody damages their mind like black mold(**), so I thought of ways to get rid of them. I went away from the bugs to laying on the living room couch, telling my mother about the insects. I then notice that the bugs are walking around behind the couch. Back to the void, I find a sort of mushroom and eat it(***). In my "inventory"(****), which suddenly appeared, it was marked as something with a name beginning with "Momma". For some reason, this mushroom was supposed to help against the insects. I then find myself at a doctor, with him assessing what damage the insects did to my mind(*****). Most of the room was a very bright white color, a strong light above and a sort of chair which could be set to have somebody in a more laying or more sitting position. He pointed at an MRI image of my brain, specifically at an abnormal part of it, using a sort of long stick.

My father going insane
I'm in my father's car, my mother sitting behind me and my father left of me. We were driving along a long road towards a sort of small shopping street and a school. I didn't know where exactly we were going, though. Suddenly, for some reason, my father gets so mad he just somehow launches himself out of the car at low speed into a sort of field at the side of the road, somehow from the right side where I was sitting but not, even though he was just at the left side. I and my mother were panicked. I asked her which pedal was the brake again, but she was so panicked she didn't answer. A turn was coming, so I steered into it as hard as I could, nearly losing control of the car. We then heard police sirens. Then the dream ended.

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*They appeared because I had a startling encounter with a very, to me, gross spider I had encountered a day before. Before I went to bed yesterday, I had looked at it again, which was the reason it appeared in the dream in a stylized fashion.

**As I fell asleep, a sort of crime documentary show had an episode running about babies becoming infected with an unkown disease. In the end, the episode concluded by revealing that black mold is what made them sick. That is what created this part of the dream.

***Inspired by an addon in Garry's Mod.

****Reminiscent of the Rust inventory.

*****This scene was inspired by when I went to a doctor to check on a possible pollen allergy.

"Cockroaches" in my way
I needed to crawl through a thick bush of sorts, towards my mother waiting behind it for some reason. In front of me, on the stem of the plants making up the bush, sat two gigantic "cockroaches". I "knew" they were cockroaches when I found them in the dream, but in reality, they looked like a sort of moth, stretched into the shape of a cockroach and resized to a size double the size of my hand. I wanted to push them off of the stem, but I took them instead. Something like this always happens in my dreams. I then tried to set it on the dirt, but for some reason, the back of it had a crimson-colored substance on it's back, sticking to my hand as if it like super glue to my hand. After a few attempts of getting it off using my other hand to attempt to push it off, I tried to set it back on the stem. It moved its legs and gripped onto the tree, somehow very easily coming off of my hand, as if it could control how sticky the red substance was.

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I actually forgot to submit this when I wrote it.

I had a failed wbtb last night

The only dream I remember is a false awakening. It was a normal one

I'm in a class room studying maths.
I'm copying some numbers and letters off the board.
Then Im drawing a pink out line around my work.
I see a red pen and use that instead to outline my work.

I'm making a grid (a table) in red to put my answers in.

Donald Trump is the class teacher
He says somthing nice about my Dissociative identity disorder. Then it is little lunch time (10am) so we all go outside.

Then I look back at the class room and there are three students inside so I go back to class.

We have a new teacher now.

I look at the red table in my maths note book and wake up.