CanisLucidus

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #97: Just a Misunderstanding

I'm walking down a dark, endless hallway. All I can make out in this darkness is that the left side of the hall is set up with this endless series of art tables down its length. I'm moving slowly, afraid that I'll run into something unexpected.

A woman jumps out at me from the darkness, teeth bared, and a raised knife clenched in her fist. I jump back, terrified, and try to gather my wits to fight or run. The woman's demeanor suddenly softens and she throws the knife onto a nearby table where it lands with a clatter. I look at it, and the knife is even more frightening-looking than I'd thought at first -- it's the shape and size of a short sword!

She smiles at me, promising that "This is just a misunderstanding." She walks past me and I see that she's wearing very revealing lingerie. She looks amazing and as she brushes past, my hand grazes the skin of her torso. My feeble mind offers no resistance. I bet it was just a misunderstanding... She grips the fingers of my right hand in hers, leading me behind her down the hall.

I'm very excited about what's going to happen next. But something just doesn't feel right, and I suddenly remember that I'm married. As soon as I start thinking about Wife, I feel weak, rotten, and guilty following this scantily-clad stranger down a dark hall. I yank my fingers out of her grip, and she just keeps walking, disappearing into the darkness ahead. What the hell was I thinking? How could I be so stupid? And it hits me that this has to be a dream. I immediately feel grateful and relieved to have figured this out.

I'm someplace different now. Some kind of wood-panelled attic. It's dark and the picture looks a little grainy, almost like I'm viewing everything through night vision. There's a little toy fan on a railing nearby and I take it, turning it on. It's the kind with soft foam blades that are safe for kids. The fan blows a pleasant breeze in my face and I can will it to move faster or slower as I see fit. My hair starts blowing crazily around as I increase the wind speed.

I'm worried about overall stability in this scene, so I let the little foam fan blades buzz against my arm as they spin round and round. Then I run the little fan blades against the skin of my right cheek for a bit, surprised at how realistic this feels.

I play with the fan for a while as I hunt around the attic for some kind of interesting scenery or exit. There's a metal grating in the floor and a soft, white light is pouring out of it into the attic. The grating is slammed shut but I know that I can phase through it. I beging working up my will for a phase, thinking There's nothing there. Nothing at all. Before I can try the phase, though, the grating swings silently open. Well, that was easy.

I move toward the light, stepping into it and... wake up, seeing that the light and grating was really just my eyes seeing a light outside our hotel room filtering through the blinds.