+ behind 3rd base with crimped hose. The runner is not sure if we wants to run (from 2nd to 3rd), I see a large tangle of hoses on the ground (these are from leaves on the beach in next dream scene?), and they are severely crimped.. I unfold some of the hoses and hear the water begin to rush inside the hoses. The runner hearing the water (I think) is more hesitant to run (since apparently getting him wet with the water constitutes an "out"?) + at beach, sticks, crowd asks what's those "m" shaped stand things? I say oh that's just for hanging up stuff to dry. "Great, now nobody will come here, that's such an uninteresting answer" + talking with (Ch Dw? Jo Ty?) while lying in bed under the covers (I think this is a bit odd), discussing how that group all tend to move together from company to company (he gets a bit offended at this?), he mentions that Russ has joined also, "Yes, our Russ (P)". They working with (language called) "objective S...." (something) + massive pile of construction debris on left, woman standing on tractor on right almost hit by falling sledge hammer. I'm walking/hopping on a row of pilings in between the debris on the left and the road/tractors on the right. Someone comes up and hands me a piece of debris (about showbox size), I bend down and put it on the right of the pilings, he comes up and hands me another, I put it also to the right and keep going. Then I reach the corner of the debris pile, turn to the left, and start walking along the edge of the pile, looking at it. It's really huge. I think man it must have taken a long time to dismantle all this, there's way more material here than I would have thought. The site is one I "know" they're working on, ahead and to the right. In the debris (which is at least 15 ft high, probably 100 meters long, and about 20-30 meters wide), I see large chunks of reddish brown tree bark, several feet long andd about 1/2 foot wide. I think that crumbling this would make good mulch for my garden. I see wooden boards/beams with a lot of nails in them, and then I see a construction of boards that catches my eye and I think I'd like to take it back to my place but I'm not sure where to put it all. It's a cage-like structure made of wood with a lot of belts/straps. A (woman?) is there with me looking at it. She says it's a cigar-roller.. I'm fascinated by the thing, imagine taking leaves of tobacco and turning them in to cigars. I want to try it out. There are several packs of different flavored tobacco leaves here, I open one an take one out and smell it: it has such a great aroma of spicy tobacco & cigars! [very rare, sense of smell in a dream I rarely notice, this is quite well perceived]
non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid FA / AP I am leaving Soraia at some junkyard temporarily for some reason and I don't want her to follow me, which is hard because the gate doesn't perfectly close, it has gaps and she manages to escape through it. So she follow me. I pick her up again and hand her over to the junkyard guy. Then I go to a class at the university. I sit at a desk with some other girl I know and she offers me a bag of meat for my dogs, which I start shredding with my hands hile the teacher talks in the background. Some people see it and make some remarks about it. Not so much for doing it in the class, but how can I be doing that if I am vegan? Then I spot Soraia going around the room looking for me - she escaped again - and I select a portion of meat to offer her. I bend down closer to the ground and call for her to come, which she does and I give her some meat. The room is now an ampitheathre outside in some old archeological ruins. On each side of the amphitheatre there is a corridor sided by stone walls ending and both ending in an area with large steps or small platforms where we can also sit. I followed Soraia here. I see a nice stone that I think would be great to take home and put under the leg of a table that is unstable, so I pick it up. Then I see a shadow and hear a noise and look up and there is some sort of catapult that I accidentally triggered by removing that stone. First I am afraid to be squashed but then I notice the catapult's arm is long and will actually hit the people sitting in the amphitheatre. I yell and warn them and they see it. But they are packed together and I don't know if they manage to escape. As I come closer, I stumble on people leaving the place, some that I know and I ask them if everyone is ok. They say no. Two guys were instantly killed and a 3rd person died soon after plus many are injured. I panic. No one seems to know it was my fault and I am torn apart. The right thing to do is to turn myself in before they find out, on the other hand I feel I can't admit guilt right now or I'll be killed by the mob. Don't know whom to talk too. I join them mourning and trying to figure if there is any way anyone will find out it was me. I look for security cameras and there is one in the distance pointed at the corridor. Probably hard to tell that it is me in the video, but if they identify me, and probably will, i'll be suspect number one. So I better tell. Then there is some kind of gathering in an indoor auditorium to countinue mourning and honouring the dead and I stay way in the back just trying to figure out what they are saying about it. Seems like no one is pointing to culprits and assume it was a freak accident, so now I have doubts if I should come forward. I am torn apart and I also cry for the victims. Either way, I now carry the feeling of guilt for killing people accidentaly and it feels absolutely horrible.
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