dream fragment

Nothing too exciting tonight, actually very little recall. That's okay though, I've been needing a break. Actually, I'm pretty sure there was at least one or two more dreams I didn't make note of out of laziness. I drank a cup of damiana tea before going to bed, but I don't think it had much effect on my dreams, except for maybe the second one which is really just a fragment, all I have to remember it is the short note I wrote down.

Strange Digimon MMO

My friend M and I were playing some online Digimon game. It started out in third-person but that part is sort of hard to remember, but it eventually became first-person. I was walking through some town where I see a poster of the Cheshire Cat (the one from American McGee's Alice / Alice: Madness Returns) with some joke about Cannabis written on it. I don't remember what it was, but I do remember thinking it was funny. (It was probably gibberish. ) I walked around until I ended up in some cantina filled with bikers, and I start talking to Robin from How I Met Your Mother and then she goes and starts hooking up with a guy, and apparently I'm waiting to hook up with her next. During this I hear fireworks going off in the distance and assume that people are celebrating the fourth of July, and the cantina owner gets mad and yells at someone to go get them to stop. After that I get distracted and walk off and start thinking about the game again. I'm apparently playing in some evolution line that includes Growlmon and Greymon (possibly kind of switching back and forth between them) and takes the place of the basic warrior class in MMOs, and at the point where I'm deciding whether to go offensive (DPS) or defensive (tank). I want to go with DPS but accidentally pick tank. Not too long after though I walk into a building where some other girl we're apparently playing with works ( this has turned into some kind of strange mesh of the game and the real world lol) and she says that you can change your class decision eventually, so I'm not too bummed.

Fragment - Being damiana date while waiting for other to finish?

Man... I wouldn't have minded being able to hook up with Robin.

Well, my recall was practically destroyed last night since I smoked too much weed too close to when I went to bed. :T I did wake up and fall asleep early in the morning though, so I managed to get something from that. Other than that, all I really have is this note I wrote down, I don't remember the dream connected to it.

Fragment - Checking DV in the morning, later afraid to ask someone out.

#1 - Deliriant Relapse

This dream had a very surreal feel to it. I remember that my cousin G was in it, and somehow he and I came to the conclusion that we were having a shared dream (though I wasn't even lucid, kind of disappointing ) and then we started getting ready to go to McDonald's. Then my cousin K, G's little sister, shows up and gives me some really cryptic warning which I don't remember but it tipped me off even more to the surreal feeling. Unfortunately I STILL didn't realize I was dreaming () but I noticed how everything was shifting and inconsistent and incredibly trippy - much more so even than regular dreams - and I started to fear that I was on a deliriant trip. I got really pissed at and disappointed in myself because I thought I had successfully kicked deliriants for good and it started making me really depressed. Fortunately, I woke up not long after that and realized I was just dreaming.

:\ I talked about being in a dream AND explicitly noticed how dreamy and non-reality-like everything was, and I still didn't realize I was in a dreaming. Damn you, subconscious! I mean, I know I've had like three lucids in the past couple days so I don't have a ton of room to complain, but still... I want more. D:

*sigh*

Nothing too remarkable today. :T

#1 - Fun With LEGOs

I was walking out back by our pool, and then suddenly I was in a high school class with a bunch of blurry DCs I can't remember and this one guy, D, who I've known for years and years and used to smoke weed with from time to time. He was building some LEGO castle or something which I accidentally destroyed and he got mad at me. D: When class ended I walked out of the door which actually led to the hallway in my house (with the door to the class being where the door to the bathroom normally is) and ended up just going to my room. D comes in and is still angry with me (like really pissed!) so to calm him down I grab a bunch of already made LEGO sets (which I apparently have ) and let him start smashing them.

#2 - Video Game Fragment

I was too lazy to really write this down fast enough to remember much, but I do remember that my life was a video game and I had gotten accidentally fused with someone else. And together we were the main character.

I really wish I wasn't so lazy, that one seems like it'd be interesting to know more of lol.

#1 - Fan Mail?

I don't really remember much about this dream, I just have what I wrote down. Unfortunately, I can remember the exact things that made me write this down, but nothing else about them. :T Oh well. What I wrote: "Taking a picture or video with a camera decides its fate. With K, Futurama game, we have fan mail?"

#2 - Jealous And Horny

My cousin A comes over and starts acting like she's a teen or at least around my age (she's at least like ten years older than me, don't remember the exact age) and looks like it too, and she starts complaining about some problem she's having to my parents. She starts talking like she's super close to them, which makes me kind of jealous for some reason. She even jumps on to the couch where they are and curls up in a ball next to them (in an overly comical way). They end up trying to talk her through it, and at this point my memory of the dream gets kind of hazy.... It picks up again later with my other cousins P and G and some guy who I can't remember now but I recall thinking I knew him at the time all leaving through the back door, with rain pouring really hard outside. At this point I just remember walking around my house feeling really horny.

Then the dream switched to a third-person perspective of watching Marshall and Lily (again from How I Met Your Mother, and this isn't even the first time I've had this third-person thing with the two of them, I watch this show too much lol) and they're about to have sex for the first time. (Good old horny subconscious. ) It doesn't actually match their first time from the show, though. They're in a truck doing it and just after they've started it switched to a view from outside the truck with a guy sitting not too far from it. The truck starts to move and then quickly starts bouncing extremely violently. Basically, imagine if the force behind it was like a gigantic fist repeatedly came out of the sky and smashed into in the ground. The guy that was sitting near the truck is startled and looks like he's afraid it's not going to hold. Marshall and Lily sound pretty happy inside, the whole world is practically shaking along with them.



I also had a false awakening that almost prevented me from remembering any of this, luckily I managed to get it back after focusing for a few minutes when I actually woke up.

#3 - Strange Crossover

All I remember about this one is that I was playing a game that was some kind of crossover between Mario and Pacman. Like, you were in some kind of tunnel with the dots and ghosts but also Mario enemies walking around, and you could actually switch between being Mario or Pacman at any given time. It was bizarre, but I remember it being fun. I kind of wish I actually had that game now.

#1

Very vague on this one, all I really remember is being in my pool with two random guys and listening to dubstep that was blasting really loud seemingly from nowhere. At one point they asked me if I knew any other good club music to which I just laughed and told them I hadn't even gotten started yet. Then I woke up.

#2

I was in the gym of my high school I think, playing soccer for a PE class with mostly other kids from my school but also my cousin who's four years younger than I am. I was barely paying attention to what was going on though, like usual when playing sports in class. At some point the ball came toward me and everyone started shouting at me so I was like alright, alright! and kicked it and it went WAY up the side of the gym wall, then curved around somehow and shot right toward the goal. Everyone started cheering, and then Sinoblak showed up to tell me congrats! After that I went and ate lunch with some people from my high school in the cafeteria, which was relatively normal lol.

#3

This one's just a snippet, and in third-person perspective. Marshall from How I Met Your Mother, aka Jason Segel, shows up to a party dressed as Britney Spears, with a wig and everything, and wearing blackface makeup, then gets embarrassed when he walks in and everyone gives him really strange looks. I can't make this stuff up.

#4

A girl comes over to my house and tells me that she's going to do electrolysis on my legs. I say, alright, um, why did you just show up to do that? And she starts explaining it to me in some gibberish but half way through the conversation she turns into a guy, though he still claims to be there for the same reason. He starts asking me lots of really strange questions and sneaking looks around my room, and I'm getting really suspicious. I change my attitude really quick to show that I don't like him, and then I start to think about a bag of ecstasy pills in my drawer, and he's really close to it. He pulls it open right before I can get over there to keep it shut, and stares at it for a second like he found what he was looking for and I think oh fuck, he's a cop! He starts trying to arrest me and I go on a long rant about how I don't even care about the drugs anymore or even really care that he's arresting me because life sucks and all this stuff, and on the way from my room to the living room he tells me that he's got a plan for us. He's going to admit to committing a murder and get taken to prison, then I need to flee and get across state lines and call in and admit that it was actually me who did it, then when he gets set free he can elope with the electrolysis girl (the one that was him before) and if the cops ever find me it won't be a big deal because it'll quickly be proven that there's no way I could've actually committed the murder.

Suddenly I switch to a third-person view of him violently being thrown in a prison cell, proving that he went through with his part of the plan. Then I'm back in the living room like no time has passed at all but he's still gone, and I sit down on the couch next to my dad and tell him to lean in so I can tell him what's going on, but he keeps leaning in like annoyingly close in a way makes it really obvious I'm trying to hide this information from whoever else is in the house. As I'm telling him all this, I see one of the buckets they give you to put your trash in at Joe's Crab Shack, and there's a red flashing light on a black clip on the side. Oh crap, we've been bugged! One of the other cops, who I now think are actually some kind of thug gang, comes at sits down on the couch next to us. I can tell that he knows we're acting suspicious and was possibly even listening in to the conversation through the bug, and so he starts asking us about the movie that's playing on TV, which I haven't even remotely been paying attention to. Apparently, it's Madagascar 10. I remember the last question he asked was if it was the only one that was ever set in the ocean, and then I woke up.

*phew* That one was really convincing.

#5

I definitely had one in between this and the last one, but I guess I only dreamed I typed it up in my phone. Oh well.

There's a memorial service for the guy who went to prison (who's apparently dead now) and his accomplice, along with all the people they killed along the way, still in my living room. I'm there and I see the graves and everything but I'm paranoid that the guy is still going to come after me for some reason because his birthday, as listed in the memorial info, is the exact same day as mine and I'm convinced that maybe that's not even his real birthday and he's not actually dead, he's just like some kind of crazy serial killer and sending me a message. I start rambling to my dad about it, who's still sitting right next to me, and he gets fed up and says it looks like they're just going to have to accept it. He tells me that there never were any guys that came to our house or got killed, we never went on the run, and there's no memorial service or bugs or signs that I'm being watched or that someone's coming after me. They've been pretty sure for a while, but hoping it wasn't true, that I'm actually schizophrenic and I'm just hallucinating all of this and my delusions are just getting worse and worse as I'm becoming more paranoid. I have no idea what to think about this new information and it sends me into deep despair, and also makes me doubt that they're telling the truth but that just makes me think they might actually be right and I have no way of knowing what's real and what's not....

Freakin' dreams!

Sigh... so that's it. I also got a false awakening at the end of this where I started typing it all up in my phone, and got about half way though before I woke up. Lucky I did that early, having thought I logged it down I almost forgot most of it!

Alright, here are some dreams I've been too lazy to record that I've had since my last major entry, I'm finally getting them out of the way so I can post some actually interesting stuff that I'm dreaming about now. I don't remember exactly what days they happened anymore so I'm just going to number them.

#1

I was walking around college (although it looked like a fusion of my junior and senior high schools) with O but got separated from him, so I was searching around a hallway for him when Neil Patrick Harris ran up to me! I see that he's wearing a lab coat and instantly think "Oh, he must be part of the alien studies project." He grabs my wrist and starts pulling me while running so I have to run to keep up with him, and he starts talking about how they're starting some alien autopsy study where they're doing the testing on human volunteers first... for some reason. He looks back at me and says "Thanks for doing this." to which I respond "I never agreed to do anything." He ignores me and starts talking about how all of the other human volunteers they've had so far have ended up having some horrible aftereffects that I don't really remember much of, but they generally sounded terrible. He stops running so I do too, and he looks back at me and squints and just stares for a second, then says "...You'll probably be fine." We start running again as I say "Probably??" He starts explaining the mechanics of what they're doing, which I also don't remember well, but I remember him saying "I don't think this causes too much blood." (Causes too much blood? ) Then he goes on to describe how the machine they use was having some really bad malfunction in all of their previous tests as well, and there were even more terrifying things happening to the volunteers as a result of it, but after he stops talking he stops running again and stares off into the distance and says "I think they fixed that." As he was explaining that last part we had entered a science class room, and then he took me through a door in the back into a small office-like room where there was a woman in a lab coat sitting at a desk. Then he turns to me and goes "But first, I'm gonna do a magic trick! " He makes himself turn invisible, and then reaches over (but of course I don't see it) to a bowl on the desk that's filled with cherries and grapes, still on branches. He picks them up and starts tying the branches together and the woman (his assistant) says "It looks like Arby's food!" and I laugh and say "It's just cherries and grapes!" and she SLAMS her hand down on the desk, points to me with a pissed-off look on her face and yells "You have been warned!!" (I have?? ) He finishes tying branches together and I realize that he's made a dragon sculpture out of them, and he even opens the mouth and starts making screeching sounds (and of course it looks like it's doing it on its own because he's invisible). I'm laughing hysterically at this point and dropping a large number of couch pillows which suddenly appeared in my hands. He makes himself visible again and hands me a piece of paper that tells me not to be so worried about my future, and just take life as it comes.

#2

I'm teaching a class and I'm doing my best to make sure that all of the kids behave, but they're all pissed off at me for some reason and they start stealing my keys and things just to torment me for hours until they finally hand in their homework to force me to do it for them and I realize that my dad's been making extremely hard extra homework for them to make them angry so I grab my keys from them and fly out of the room so fast that I leave a trail of demonic fire in my wake. (Flying has always been my strongest dream power for as long as I can remember, in non-lucids I generally travel at a normal speed but I can go pretty frickin' fast, the first time I tired it in a lucid it was accompanied by a sonic boom and the speed was so intense that it woke me up in about a second and a half. ) I make it home and start to cuss out my dad for being so irresponsible because's he's a teacher in real life! Then I walk out to the kitchen and see my mom there and say "Oh, mom's home." Somewhat anticlimactic of an ending lol.

#3

I'm in a plane crash with a group of people that I went to public school with, although most of whom I didn't normally associate with. I remember that part of the dream because it was intense, but after that there's a lot of blurriness until the point when we're finally getting back on a new plane to go to... well, wherever it was we were headed in the first place. But still, we're understandably a little freaked out at the thought of being on a plane again. J checks his bags ahead of me and then walks off to the seats (which are conveniently located about ten feet away from where you check your luggage ), and I check mine and plan to go sit next to him but I'm told that I have to go take the seat up in the cockpit behind the pilot because I'm "being a troublemaker." I say "Damnit, does this mean I have to talk to A the whole time?" (Referring to myself in third person, literally thinking it's someone else, who I guess I'm annoyed at the thought of having to talk to. ) The guy responds "Are you serious?" and points to the cockpit. I go sit down and I'm watching out the front window. The plane is already in the air and is doing some serious loops through the sky, but it seems like a normal way to fly at the time. I watch as our view goes back and forth between the sky and the ground (we're flying REALLY low!) and at one point I look at a billboard and see the face of Charlie from Lost, although his face wasn't actually on the board... it just invoked the image so intensely in my mind that I saw it as clear as day, but it didn't actually enter the dream scenery, it was just kind of on top of it, like my mind's eye vision was exactly as clear as my normal vision... kind of hard to explain. Anyway, I'm starting to feel a little anxious and sick, so I go to the bathroom to look at myself in the mirror and see if I look like I'm sick or if I'm losing color or anything like that. When I get there, I see my face literally rotting, melting off, and turning to stone (especially my neck), and the grim reaper(!) is standing behind me. And I mean really detailed, with a fiery flowing black robe and blue and black swirls of smoke and a gigantic evil-looking scythe and this aura of pure darkness. I inspect myself a little closer and say "Nah, it's probably nothing, I'm just letting myself get psyched out." I walk into the cabin instead of going back to the cockpit and everyone screams and someone points at me and yells "Fridge neck!" I start freaking out again and go "Oh no, does it look bad??" and start scratching at my neck, while everyone starts making these D: faces that start expanding to be bigger and bigger until they cover their whole faces and then their jaws starts enlarging so that the face can keep expanding (which looks really, really cartoony), and then I wake up from an adrenaline rush.

#4

O and I and some other students from our college are eating in the cafeteria of some school other than our own, and one of the guys who goes to that school starts getting really pissed off saying that we're not allowed to eat any food except from one small area, but everyone does anyway. I like messing with the guy because he's being a prick, and eventually he's so angry that he starts going on this loud, ridiculous speech, that ends up having some religious undertones, about how it's THEIR school and THEIR food and THEIR right to eat and yadda yadda yadda.... O comes over to my table and laughs at him with me while we eat our food and I browse the internet on my laptop.

#5

This one is a little fragmenty. My log starts with this first part I don't really remember much about that reads "Save the world, emotional texting with M mad at dad to not be sad for him (crying)". After that my memory starts to pick up. I was playing a game, but I had to put it on hold to drive a friend of mine (M, but a different M from the first part) back to their car in [a nearby city] so that I could get back in time for the DMT revolution. I go to the back fridge we have to get something to drink, and when I get back there there are bottles of shampoo and large, empty glass mugs on top of the fridge for some reason. I just end up staring at them confused until I wake up.

#6

Somewhere before this dream I had a dream that happened in anime format, I wish I could remember it.

I'm having a sleepover with O, M, and S. Originally it was at my grandparents' house and we were listening to dubstep and it was making me sleepy so I eventually passed out. I had a dream-in-a-dream about doing some intense dance moves with an old friend, C, in some big fancy kitchen. But it didn't last long, and soon I woke up at the slumber party again when everyone else had already fallen asleep, although the scene had changed to my house. Everyone else starts waking up and we talk about music that we heard in our dreams (mine was "Here We Go" by Bassnectar) and it starts transitioning from night to day. We hear a noise outside by the window, so I slowly creep over to the door to look but I don't see anything, but not long after that the curtains magically open by themselves and we see a creepy man peering in. o_o We all start freaking out and the man comes to the door so I open it and ask him what he wants and he says that he needs to speak to my dad and that "it's a matter of presidential importance!" O says he'll go back to tell him, and I turn back to tell the guy to hold on and close the door. I turn around again and see that O is now in the back room getting something to drink (lazy ) so I go tell my dad instead. I go to their bedroom and walk in and see that my parents are both awake, so I tell my dad he's needed and run back out to the door. When I open it I see the guy with a bomb strapped to his knee!! I run back yelling "He's a bomber, he's a bomber!" and everyone scatters and jumps down into the furthest-away-from-him corners of the house while he detonates the bomb, and I close my eyes and the sound of the explosion wakes me up.

Another fragment that I remember from right after this dream, I was sitting at my computer watching a fractal generator in action, VERY cool. I wish I remembered more!

#7

Homer Simpson takes large amounts acid, shrooms, and morning glories and possibly other things at a nighttime hippie festival by [my middle school] and I see it as I'm walking by through the park, but somewhere down the line it changes to my cat, T, doing those things at a shamanic ritual in the same place. The next day O and I are at my house, and we're talking about how T must have tripped balls, and for some reason we have a white dachshund who's a little bigger than they would normally be, but I think she was actually representing an old cat we had, because we were aware that she was female and that T didn't like her, just like that cat. But now, T went over to her and started scratching her on her stomach (standing up with his paw outstretched, like a human ) until she gets up and happily runs away, and O and I talk about how T must have been humbled by his heavy experience. I feel inspired to take some mushrooms myself, which of course appear directly under me when I reach down to grab some. The dog comes over to me all happy and starts licking my nose while I'm laying on the ground waiting for them to kick in, and I wonder if she got a contact high from T. When I stand up everything is surrounded by rainbow auras and I'm starting to get heavy tracers, after I moved my arm there were three or four copies of it in different colors and levels of transparency. I follow O, T, and the dog into the laundry room and everything is starting to feel very dreamy (heh), then when I'm starting to feel some come-up energy building I turn around and walk away, and then I got woken up by the feeling.

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And there's that! Now I can get caught up to date with my next entry.

Ah, I need to start updating my Dream Journal more!! I have a good few entries to add, but first, here's a bunch of fragments I've built up over the good amount of time since my last entry! Hopefully this'll help me find some patterns....

(I'm just typing them up as I wrote down the notes, so since I never actually remembered any more than I typed they may not always make a whole lot of sense.)

"flying (plane) overdose? Tums dying"

"remakes of Pokémon Blue and Yellow, seemed badass at the time (wish I remembered their names!), other fake Pokémon games involved"

"Lost, electrode on Sawyer, Jack kids need to ask something, crossing legs"

"Driving back to P's (Dad's) [Dream Journal note: P is not my dad.] house in a desert area, miss the turn and almost hit someone, gotta drive all the way out to the middle of nowhere to turn around, get there get the little kids out and start running away from the house for some reason, then hang up" <-- Honestly, I think I might have written this one down while half asleep. It's pretty detailed, yet I don't remember this AT ALL. Not even writing it. Even the fragments I actually do remember bits of. I just thought it'd be nice to add this here for the sake of seeing how my unconscious mind works. I think the "then hang up" supports this theory a lot, since I often end my more detailed notes with "then wake up", and I could see my dream mind using "hang up" for the same meaning.

"M and I are in the bathroom naked, but we're both just looking at ourselves (and not the other) in the mirror. I'm shaving. ???"

"Spending time with Sawyer/Jack, watching Liz [DJ note: 30 Rock] on some kind of cartless rollercoaster?"

"walking home from [middle school] bacon ecstasy Hurley feels so much apartment leave Charlie save the world one dream toilet paper Sun explorer his mom Sawyer telekinesis flying haywire etc."

"long homework packet with O somehow transitions into getting work done by a muscly guy in the bathtub... >_<"

"fixing things for people at a Halloween party at my house, focus mainly on the fence gate at the end, NS [girl I went to school with]"

"7-Eleven-type store O I work here notepad headphones girls talk about [a club I've been to] one dies later (know the future)"

"tripping balls, trying to blue it's in dark never works S school don't talk to boyfriend house mom?"

Well, there you have it. One thing is for sure... I dream about TV a lot, especially Lost.

Well, the first thing that happened is that I woke up around 4:00 am sick to my stomach. The same thing also happened after I woke up from my second dream so I just stayed up after that. I'm starting to notice a little less recall without the melatonin still, but I'll work my way up there.

5:45 am - Non-lucid

A guy, who kind of looks like an guy I used to know named J, and his wife and kids moved into my house for some reason, and the youngest version of Dabney, that one kid from Malcolm in the Middle, is one of their sons. O, D, and I are hanging out in my dad's office and Dabney comes in and spells red juice all over the carpet pretending that it's blood. I go find the guy that looks like J and yell at him telling him I've had enough and that he needs to take his family and get out of the house! He says "I'm not even in the right place!" and then starts coming at me ready to hit me or something. For some reason I have the strength to totally neutralize his punches just by holding up my hands, and then I step back behind a door, slip my hand through the tiny crack that separates the door and the wall where its hinges are, grab his hand, and yank his arm through and then open and close the door over and over again so it hurts him until he gives in and agrees to leave. O and D cheer in the meantime and then I wake up.

7:10 am - Non-lucid, Nightmare

I'm in a hotel room with my dad and he's complaining about how yesterday it seemed like there was enough wind outside to be able to open the screen door to the balcony and "let out a smell", but it didn't work. He goes outside to stare off into the distance. I start texting a friend about what he just said for some reason and the hotel room starts to morph into a long tunnel leading to a bright foresty area with someone on a bike waiting at the very end of it. Then the scene skips forward to me walking past a bakery and into a big auditorium-seating-type place. I meet a mysterious woman who tells my cynical things about "politics" and I tell her about how delicious all of the food at the bakery is. My memory is a little hazy here, but I think went to the bakery at some point and then returned to the auditorium place, but in the hallways behind where the actual seating area is. A friend of mine (that I can't remember) and I had noticed that the woman had been holding one open beer the entire night and acting kind of secretive about it, and we know that she's going to some political after-party or something so we catch her before she can leave and drag her into a tiny room and confront her on it. She says she's just going to the party to have fun and that's all and my friend goes "With the same beer!?" I grab it from her and take a sip and spit it out, "proving" that it has been poisoned with large amounts of sulfur (which I actually know nothing about). My friend arrests her and leaves. The tiny room turns into my house but in a totally wrong but hard to explain way. I walk into the kitchen and see Barney from How I Met Your Mother (Neil Patrick Harris! ) and he seems to be worried about the fact that I actually took a sip of that sulfur. I try to tell him that it's okay because I only took a tiny sip and then spat it back out, but then I start thinking about it and it makes me start to panic. He does a total 180 and tells me to calm down because he was just being paranoid and he's sure I know what I'm talking about. Laughing, he pulls out a clothes hanger wire from nowhere and tries to tell me, like it's just some cool random fact, about how they used to use those wires to help people who had sulfur poisoning. I'm still really freaking out though because I'm sweating like crazy, especially my feet which feel practically underwater, and I look at my hands and see that my knuckles are turning a sickly-looking light green. I ran down the twisted hallway which is actually straight in real life into my living room and see my mom and dad sitting on the couch (and I think O behind it....) and tell them what's happening but before they can respond my anxiety-induced adrenaline rush wakes me up. Just to remember that I actually do feel terrible even when awake.... Eek.

??? - Dream Fragment

I have no idea when this happened at night, but it occurred to me a little later after I woke up when I was playing Xbox 360. I had a dream somewhat based on Alice: Madness Returns.... It really sucks that I can't remember any more than that, that game is so cool! Oh well, just thought I'd add that.