non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid FA / AP During some teaching, my teacher is hanging out with his students outside. I can't talk to him, because he is surrounded. He then says he is going to a photo shop and have lunch. People go after him as a group, but only his closest entourage goes inside the shop with him. Everyone else stays outside sitting on the floor. Then my name is called through an intercom but no one seems to hear it, but me. I don't know what I am supposed to do. So I go to the shop. At the entrance someone tells me to go around and I'll find out why I was called. I see a guy at the intercom. He tells me to wait. A door opens and my teacher appears, very blushed, making a sign for me to follow him. I go inside and it is not just some shop storage or backroom but a hallway with many other doors. He goes down some stairs and I notice something really odd going on. The staircase is very large and goes down very deep. I notice some strange characters and Illuminati type shit symbolism on the carvings and paintings on the walls. Clearly this is no ordinary photo shop. I feel like my teacher isn't really him and I say it out loud. Everything stops and the atmosphere changes. Around me I see ghosts and female demonesses. I am told to play along or else... I am afraid because I am stuck here. The creature posing as my teacher lets go of his mask and shows to be some demon, although pretty handsome, with a young Ethan Hawke's face. He asks me something (don't remember) and I say no. As a consequence, some weird monsters with soup face (I cant explain either, their face was simply a big ball of floating soup) come along and start biting me. I try to avoid them, but I can't outrun them, so then I have to fight. Inside the soup face there is a mouth with shark like teeth. They hurt like hell. I brake one's jaw and throw the other on the ground and step on it. Then try to convince the demon that I give up and I chose to play along. I say that I am sorry and I speak softly, trying to be convincing. Actually, it isn't hard, because he is so fit and yummy that it is no effort to try to seduce him. But he sees through my bullshit and tells me so. I chose to just stay quiet and not cooperate. I get ready to be torn apart by demons. I prefer to die like that than to make any sort of deal with them. But nothing happens. He just asks me to follow him again somewhere. He then takes me to some elevator and we exit back on the hallway area upstairs. He just takes me to the door I came through and lets me out. I can't believe it. Then he is back into my teacher's form and waves at Ariadni, who gets up all excited. I yell to her "don't go, it's a trap". But no one seems to hear me or care for my opinion. Also, behind the door I see Fernanda, looking all fancy, smiling at her and inviting her in, saying it is perfectly fine and good. I recall that she always admitted to be willing to sell her soul to the devil if necessary, so it's no surprise she became the devil's assistant. The door shuts and I worry for Ariadni.
+ returning to a multi-level parking garage with a friend, separate building, we'll have to take the elevator + I have the responsibility of choosing a ritual piercing item for some woman, who will (I think?) have to wear it there the rest of her life: the item, and where it will be worn, I'm not completely familiar with the tradition and concerned about making a poor choice that will negatively impact her life. I hold the items in my hand, they are very sharp. They look like brooches with a sort of crescent shape where the needle / attachment is. It's fairly large, about 2 inches long, and I'm thinking the place on her body would be on the back of her hand, between the thumb and first finger. I think this position might bother her. She's fairly nervous I sense about my choice. I ask "do they need to really wear these things 24/7 or can they take them off sometimes?" + walking up a steep staircase with vendors all around in a mall, pass a woman pushing two strollers full of macaroni and cheese along with the babies, I stop and reluctantly purchase a small slice of super expensive beef. As I pass the stroller I notice the mac-n-cheese and think "man no wonder Americans are so fat". At the meat stand I'm reluctant, I'm not sure I want that much meat, at first I say I just want "one piece" which turns out to be huge, like 20 pounds or more, I picture myself trying to eat all that and it seems like way too much. I ask if they can instead cut a smaller part, they say yes, they point out to me the tip of the huge piece which is white colored, it's supposedly a super delicacy, I say OK, he starts cutting, it will be 1-2 pounds of meat it looks like. It looks like it might be really tough. + [f, vague] walking in an apartment that I'm trying to rent, having remote communication with the realtor + [vivid, final] shoveling snow on top of a train that transforms into walking along a cruise ship pulling in to port in the south of the USA, I'll have to take a flight to reach home I'm on top of the (train?) looking down, I'm about 10 feet up from the ground, there is a crew walking along the vehicle tracks, cleaning snow, they're moving slowly. I'm shoveling snow from the side of the top of the vehicle/train into a bin in the middle of the top, the crew on the ground says "hey we're cleaning don't throw that down here" and I say [in foreign lang] "I'm not throwing it down, I'm gathering it all up here". I walk further along the top and it becomes like a corridor or hallway outside on a large ship, there are traces of snow along the sides of the hallway and I'm shoveling it up. I reach the front of the ship, this is a mid-level there are lots of open structures around, I see I've reach the front of the ship which is rounded and broad like a ferry. The ship runs up against some fencing or border in the water and that means that the ship has reached its final mooring.
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