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Alright so this was one of the few times I actually felt pain in a dream (with another time being when I was trying to get myself to lucidly touch fire and I couldn't manage it because it was too uncomfortable). A lot of the dream was pretty much gibberish (which has unfortunately been the norm lately), but a small piece of it made sense.

Basically I had to handle lava for some reason, and I managed to splash some on the black tights of my right knee (p sure I was only wearing tights on that leg). It didn't feel hot at all, so I was sort of thinking that it was alright, or that the lava wasn't actually a danger. Later, however, when I saw my knee without tights, there was a spot a bit larger than a quarter where my skin was peeling off in layers. This was my idea of a third degree burn: the more layers of skin detach, the worse it is.

The pain came when I pulled at this piece of skin, which was still attached at one edge: sharp and nauseating, unpleasantly realistic, so that I decided instead to tape it down with a bandaid and allow it to heal. It's unusual for my dreams to pay so much attention to my body's well-being, featuring pain as a preventive measure from me damaging myself further, and even the beginning of a gradual healing process.