dream fragment

23rd November 2021

Fragment:

(recall left too long) In one bit I'm trying out some of H's clamp meters (not waking life ones) and I pick up one that has a Bosch blue colour to it; the clamp is flat on the inside, and grippy.

I try it on a few different things and get nothing. Then I realise I'm in the wrong mode and change it to read amps. Then, I try one of our kitchen forks with it. Somehow it reads 4A and I feel a tingle and buzz through my arm (which is holding the fork?); I check the voltage and it's quite high and I decide to go tell H and see what he thinks. I feel like there's some insulation missing or something on the meter, for this to be happening.

20th November 2021

Fragment:

Somewhat adventure-like dream. (left recall too long) Something about turning some huge metal wheels in a couple of buildings at a sea side quay. This makes the clocks of a large nearby church work again.
(I have vague recall even now of the dream, visually. I think at one point I was on some rafters in the church, but I also recall it was a bit of an overcast and yellow-ish day outside.)


21st November 2021

Dream:

I'm with mom in a kitchen of sorts. There's a weird gas oven of some kind that mom is using. I'm just doing some cutlery things with a cupboard. I had just been talking to H and asking if he wasn't going to eat his egg soup thing. Also something about "chef John".

Mom is trying to get the gas thing going and has some rice and sausages which will be getting cooked. I tell her some wicks (?) have gone out. She increases the flow, nothing happens at first and then big flames from those wicks. I tell her she should back it down and she does. Then the food she was cooking seems to have become overdone for her liking. The sausages have supposedly gone sour, and the rice stodgy. I taste a slice of sausage and it tastes bland but not sour, although I did smell something sour.

Then I'm checking my phone. Something weird is going on and I conclude it's a virus on my phone. Messages I'd received are FUBAR on a UI-level and I can't dismiss anything. Pressing home just takes me to some sort of gallery, which has pictures of beaches and of naked female porn stars or something to that effect.


22nd November 2021

Fragment:

(recall left too late) Something about being on a highway or the like. Traffic direction orientation is not as I would expect for where I live. At one point I do not perceive myself as being in a vehicle and am somehow pulling myself along fast enough to at speed, but it feels like I'm struggling a bit. There's a T-junction that's more like a corner and I want to go left where the road curves more naturally.

15th November 2021

Fragment:

Outside on our street. I am coming to see H, who's arriving in the van. He's parked on the opposite side of the road. It's dark outside, but doesn't seem like it's either night or day? I pick up a delivery that was left for us on the pavement, rather than through the door. I open the van passenger door and talk to H about the package and how I find what they did to be annoying. Someone's on the passenger seat, maybe H's sister, A?

Just before this, I'm in the front room doing something and the light is on. I think the curtains are open?

Earlier, some bit on Diablo II where I'm checking how different armour plates look on the barbarian (looks more realistic than he should?).

I remember being in North Miami and having an extremely low body temperature, about 91 degrees Fahrenheit. It was odd because I only had a sore throat and a very mild cough. No hypothermia or anything.

5th November 2021

Dream:

Later bit, disjointed. JC discovered he's suffering from macaquism (made-up dream thing?) after he was "enlightened", in his words, about my condition. Then, we get to start on drawing class, it's like at college/high school but different room and layout.

Earlier. In a city, L? Cobbled and semi-narrow pavements. I'm going to the bank. There's been some disaster and the building across the way from the bank looks like it's partly exploded and I want to take photos. It's night time and I fiddle on with my camera and the poor lighting. People are gathered nearby and I sort of make my way through and past them, having apparently forgotten my goal. I go far enough to find firefighters and such who are now off duty.

The sky/light is getting brighter? Not as dark now, early day. There's some kind of secondary blast and it makes me jump a little. At the end of the way there are some school kids fighting amongst themselves, blaming each other for something. I turn back after I get a small hit of flying vomit from the kids, although I did not have line of sight to what was actually going on. I go past the bank again now, noticing that it has been damaged too. At this point I remember about wanting to go to the bank but realise I can't so I carry on. I have thoughts about my family, maybe if they're wondering about what's taking me so long.

At one point, there's some villain. I get into a situation where I'm now inside the bank building and I get herded around with other people, wrong place wrong time. I mostly find all of this to be annoying more than anything else. We're made to get off the building by something like a fire escape stair but it doesn't go down far enough. A young woman just jumps down and injures herself, knocked out. I understand that would be foolish to repeat and so instead I climb down more carefully by holding the railings and effectively dropping a much shorter distance, and safely.

Then something about a hero being needed (some narration?), and sure enough a single one answers the call. It's a middle-aged man, not confident in his role as a hero. He doesn't trust that his devices will be enough. (Intrusion, partly related to my thoughts over the years about Batman) Equally, I am not very confident in this hero's ability myself. He seems willing to try, regardless.

(Recall gap?)

Some bit later on, sort of at the old home. Something in the balcony of my old room. There are weird bugs, leaf bugs, I think I tell dad. And other weird black skittering centipede things, but kind of fat. They are having a war of some kind between some spiders, big and small. I think to myself that the only answer to this will be mass destruction. I think of what chemical would both be at hand and also appropriate in terms of effectiveness.

Notes:

- I remember carrying my replica gladius around in the dream, for a large portion of it.

- The last bit with the bugs fighting the arachnids at first glance seems to relate to thoughts that more developed species or cultures may have at any point about less developed ones, say if some highly advanced species visited us or vice versa. Like many other things though, I am noticing that this is a pattern (of thought in this case) that is abstract and can be applied in a multitude of different but similar contexts; in a sense relating to concepts of macrocosmos vs. microcosmos and how they mirror each other.

- Although I didn't make note of it in my initial notes, I get the impression I was lucid for some of this dream, but I don't recall thinking of this as a lucid on waking. There were certain pre-lucid elements and it may have just been a case of higher awareness closer to the required threshold for lucidity.

- I don't know what the supposed illness JC had might have been in terms of symptoms, as I didn't notice anything specifically. Thematically, it all seemed to be a bit about the ability for someone else to understand the difficulties of some illnesses based on having their own experiences with an illness.

- Despite my low level of confidence in him and his own low level, the middle-aged hero persisted in his role. Heroism is not necessarily about bravery but sometimes maybe about the lack of freedom of choice? Plus, the role of a hero is not necessarily easy or by choice anyway? Many "heroes" the world have seen have been posthumously awarded the honour and in life were often not recognised. This dream as a whole had more themes about death (and life) than I realised or noticed at first: My friend's illness, implied to be lifelong; the exploded building with a subsequent explosion; the woman who jumped off trying to get away, knocking herself out; the hero who may face his doom, seemingly left with no choice; the bugs fighting their own wars, ignorant to a higher intelligence intent on destroying them all.
-- I feel that in the last few months I've had a lot of dreams relating to death and the state of post-death, sometimes very much in a "what if" way, all of it seemingly relating to my questions to myself about legacy (framed as: "should I die today, then...?").

30th October 2021

Scraps (DFLN):

Game-like world, lots of yellow sulphur colours. Some kind of secret level with giant spiders. I don't feel afraid but possibly a little anxious because of the overall situation; I feel pressured to get to the bottom quickly, there may be a timer or score. The spiders look like alternate versions of regular garden spiders (orb weavers, I think).

Some other bit, T is at a computer playing a game and I stab him from behind at the top of his back with two black steel arrows and then I quickly pull them back out. He doesn't seem to be in pain and has very little reaction to this. I'm doing this for his own good, not to kill him. I put pressure over the bleeding. This seems to take place at some kind of open but sheltered guard tower, in a castle or something?

Possibly still from that bit, some kind of trade hub town. It's blown up by a nuke thing at one point, and using time travel I find out it was bound to happen at 7PM. I find out circumstances are different from what I had expected, something about an army general.

24th October 2021

Scraps: Something about a planet and an RTS-like view. Before that, with a group of people.


27th October 2021

Scraps: I'm in a supermarket or such like and I am talking to someone about Guinness (the drink).


28th October 2021

Some in-line bracketed notes.

Fragment:

I'm outside, a green area, possibly a field in a rural area, sunny, bright, clear. (The location is realistic but the player characters are mostly as in-game, maybe perceived as slightly more realistic) There's a fairly large group of Horde players staging something over by slightly hilly corner of the field. I have an NPC forsaken rogue bodyguard, being a rogue myself, seeing in the usual third-person view.

The AI for my bodyguard isn't especially clever, but when I come out of stealth the NPC does support me a fair bit in a logical way. Most of the Horde players don't react to my ambushes; I repeatedly target priests and mages, focusing each one down. Most of my targets are forsaken themselves and are wearing T1 gear. I employ the usual rogue tactics, stealth, ambush, cloak of shadows, vanish. During the dream, I presume part of the reason they don't get at me in full force is some shock or surprise factor, with some awareness that their collective looked a bit too passive for that to be the reason. (Possibly an intrusion from some classic videos I remember from way back when, where people sometimes ignored fights or were AFK standing around etc.)

The last target is an enemy rogue who I have a small chase with and then end up using cheap shot and stun locking him to death in the dark cover of some bushes. (Think he was forsaken too)

An earlier bit; something in space. It's a mix of Master of Orion II and other space games which are 3D. Something about starting a new game and not being able to pick previous locations in the galaxy. I remember being able to see one of my previous ships or avatars travelling through space, in a distant system while in some kind of strategy view.

20th October 2021

Some in-line bracketed notes. Was too tired to properly write down initial notes on recall.

Fragment:

Growing female dream character, an NPC of some kind. She's white, her hair is not black but it's dark and tied back. I have to watch over her for a while to make sure I get points correctly for some reason. She is or gets to about three or four times my size. We're in water, or floating in the air?

Before that, there was more going on in the same area, something about a dream thing? (Intrusion from "Dream Academy" related PM by MoonageDaydream, I really regretted not being able to hold on to this part of recall.)

Even earlier, something about Ed Edd 'n Eddy (the cartoon); I'm talking to someone but seeing/watching the cartoon too? I mention that some of my interest in growth themes probably comes from watching cartoons like this. Some appropriately themed scene plays out in the cartoon, involving Edd mostly, I think. (I remember on waking considering how he was often a thematically unwilling victim, even in a case like this that might be "empowering").

I remember having a beard. Like a goatee but with the sideburns. Very random.

I was on an army barracks of some sort and I remember being jumpscared. Not much to it, just a little fragment.

Disregarding this dream, I've wanted to come back to LDing after focusing on other stuff, but it's been on my mind a lot. I'm gonna try to log more dreams and meditate just to start off.

16th October 2021

Fragment:

Something involving myself in my reptilian form. (I had slightly raised awareness for a while but recall was lost.) Some kind of laboratory facility or complex? I recall some bit involving swimming and someone had invented some equipment that had nano forge vents that would absorb oxygen directly into the bloodstream, from the water.

Some other part, travelling on a highway but in an odd place; sunny and mountainous/cliffy. There's an unfinished road on the return trip and I'd have to build the bridge somehow.

Fragment:

I'm at the old home, it's early morning and S needs walking. I want to, but can't find the things I need and get confused by a different layout of the light switches.

(For brief moments I'd wake up and realise I was actually not at the dream location and that there was really no dog in need of a walk but then I'd drift back to sleep and the dream would continue on the same theme. H was there with me.)

Then I'm at A somewhere near the mall. The layout is different and the buildings look different too. As I observe, I make conclusions about how I draw buildings based on the look of these buildings, near a threshold of awareness that's almost lucid. I remember carefully studying the outlines of the buildings.


18th October 2021

Recall faded for leaving it too long.

Dream (fragmented):

I'm in a town or city. It's very dark and night time, and I'm in a car or something with someone driving me, possibly H or family. Then I notice these empty buses being escorted into a residential suburban area. In the dream there's some pretext about overpopulation and some event to which people will be going to, the next day. I comment on this out loud, I think in a disappointed or judgmental way.

(When I woke up, I thought about how this seemed like a preparation phase for a change in my personality. A lot of dream characters to move.)

Earlier in the dream. I'm with H in the car and we're stopping somewhere. We're in a similar residential area with detached housing, it's daytime and overcast. Then we're in a house but it has a more office-like feel. There are two white men here, both older than either me or H. One is an electrician and the other someone relating to this place. We help with some issue, a rug trapped under a bit of carpeted floor. The office guy appreciates the help but doesn't quite like the result of what we've done even though the previous situation had caused him an injury. There's some kind of table nearby? A pool or cue table, maybe.

Earlier again. Something in a city, outer view from above of a skyscraper which I'd previously seen in the dream, only head-on or at street level. The top view showed a weird outline, it had the shape of a Liberty star from FL but something else too. In the dream it made sense as to explain something about the building, when seen in a profile view. I was in some kind of complex before any of this.


19th October 2021

Fragment:

Vague recall. I'm in our bedroom but in the dream context I'm not sure it feels that way. It's dark and maybe night time. I'm ordering food somehow? Getting fast food, I think someone recommended I get McDonald's. Dad is here at one point and we're talking, we're outside somewhere, again night time. I think the dream jumps between these two settings a few times.

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Notes:

- In the 18th's dream, there had been transitions, but like many other dreams lately, when I come to writing recall down for dreams, the transitional periods between scenes often just fizzle away from memory and I know that in some cases the dreams were long and continuous.

Some in-line bracketed notes.


12th October 2021

(First and third dreams, long and bordering on epic, as well as being vivid, to the point that I still have decent visual recall of the last one even now)

Fragment:

I'm outside somewhere. There's a post-apocalypse sense. It's daytime and sunny and I'm atop a mountain of sorts. There's a crashed jet that has been here a while by the looks of it. I am descending the mountain carefully. The path I need to take isn't clear. Something about O and K (H's friends) and this feeling like a survival game. They have a base together somewhere in a cliff-side and I feel they are trying too hard at efficiency. At some point at the base of the mountain, there are undead and I fight them in first-person with a knife of some sort. H helps me in some way. This area looks crypt-like, but ruined.

(The vastness of the game area makes me think of that area in Cybermancy that takes place on... Mars? But this feels more Earth-like environment-wise and stuff looks a bit unpolished)

Later, night time in a village of some kind. There's an inn? Context seems more normal now though.

Dream:

Something about me and two other people, maybe siblings or friends. We hijack ourselves into someone's family car. We ask them forcibly to take us somewhere out of a city. It is daytime and sunny. The place we reach is some old and small fortification. It has rounded edges and is painted white but looks abandoned otherwise. The man in the car, the driver, vents his frustration about the situation at some point, and doesn't want to leave?

Before we get out of the car, I give his wife a teal 25 euro note, as compensation for taxying us. I remember at first the notes felt just like one, but I realised they were more just stiffly rolled together. I was going to give her a yellow 20 euro note at first.

Out of the car. There are some external stairs to the top. Inside, there's a plain room with a door that I know to be hidden behind a curtain of sorts. My companions go in there, but I don't. I go back out and up atop.

Dream:

I am in a place like Karazhan but even bigger. I think I tell H about it, do not recall reply. I'm with a 25-man group and HW is here I think. There's a boss that's accessible on an outdoor rampart. It's gloriously sunny and bright outside, almost over-exposed and white, but the boss is actually in a room past the end of this short-ish and curved rampart. The raid group is behind me in a hallway and someone has to go pull the boss, I say I will.

I run in the darker flame-lit boss room and get in aggro range, then using evasion and sprint away back to the main raid group. I have cloak of shadows ready to use at any moment and I let the tank take the boss off me and the end of the hall room the raid is in. I start to deal damage, very slowly and cautiously, but nobody else does the same. I use feint regularly and the rest of the raid group starts attacking but even despite all my caution I am starting to gain too much threat. I vanish at least once to clear it off but quickly builds back up. I get targeted and end up dying.

Somehow, in the end I still did the most damage and am revived after the fight. For some reason a few others also died but not from pulling aggro.

My class seems to be a mix of a rogue and a paladin. When I am revived I buff with greater blessings as appropriate, which as always I find somewhat annoying to do. We go into the darker areas of this enormous alternate version of Karazhan. We walk for quite a while and go up ramps and such. At some point we come out at a bit that is like the interior of Blackrock Mountain but even more vast and a bit of a blend with some general areas of Molten Core. I realise I can mount at this point and quickly take a detour near some pouring magma bit, and take a quest there from an NPC I think.

Then I rush back on a swift grey ram mount towards the next area's entrance. This is much more like MC now and the next boss is some kind of golem.

I been having a series of dreams lately. I couldn't remember because I always had to get up to go to the washroom when the dream was getting good.

Last night/early this morning - In the dream-it was more like watching a TV show or a movie a third person then my normal dreams which were in 1st person (it does switch to first person eventually)-an American brown hair girl somehow gets to Wonderland. I'm assuming she founds a town in Wonderland because this is where I start watching is when she's in a museum in what I presume is a town or city in Wonderland. The museum has pieces which have to do with Alice in Wonderland. The girl looks at the pieces (which are in glass cases) and she sometimes hear the pieces, sets, statues talk to her. I think one piece (well more of a mini set) was Mad Hater's house which talk to her. But every time she heard pieces talk she just thought it was herself going um crazy.

Some time passes and the next thing I know is that I believe the girl gets waken up in the museum by noise. She hides behind a case or was it a statue and she sees the shadow of another girl (a grown-up) talking to the pieces. I can't remember what the girl overhears the grown-up girl say, but its was enough to identify her as the grown-up Alice. So the brown-hair girl said when stepping out from behind the case , "So you're the real Alice?" The girl then asked hat are you doing here then?" Alice said "Someone told us.." the brown-hair girl said "Whose us?" and another brown hair girl (whom the first girl recognized as Wendy from Peter Pan) showed up "As Alice was saying a red-hair woman warned us that both Wonderland and Neverland are in danger. so we teamed up for it. Do you want to join us?" The brown hair girl said "sure".

I'm not sure what happened next but the very last part of the dream before I woke up is that I had became the brown-hair girl and I was at Tea Party at the real Mad Hatter's house but I was the only one NOT drinking tea. I was either drinking coffee (which is why I think she's American) or I was drinking hot chocolate maybe chocolate milk. Since it was as I was drinking my drink I woke up

Created Wednesday 22 December 2021

Got quite a haul today.

Spoiler for A lot of words; implied NSFW:

Scrap Group 1
Dreamlet to LD. I was floating around in an industrial building. The scene was very laggy, for lack of a better word.

Dragon Ball Super dream. Goku, in his SSB form, was fighting against final form Frieza. Unlike the real thing, it was a terribly one sided match in the hero's favor. I gained the former's perspective at times.

In a dimly lit dining room or banquet hall. I was seated at a large, white-draped round table alongside co-workers. Some more such figures. Some were former co-workers that I never expected to return. Noting such let me regain awareness, though the dream began to deteriorate.

FA in what seemed as the cargo bay of an aircraft. A huge figure bursts through a side hatch. This was a gigantic naga lady. Cue awareness. Averting the nightmare, I approached the creature, and allowed myself to get wrapped in her arms. She then has me fly with her in a cloudy sky. A bit of fun time happens, but that stays with me, heh heh...

Dream 1 - Task of the Year 2021 Task V

Scene 1 - Chaos Expanse Zone
The visuals were dim. I was at the back rooms of my workplace. One of my bosses was as was an unknown co-worker. I walk out the build to the night, when I noticed a large, white tiled rectangular building replacing the abandoned restaurant across the way. This led me to regain awareness. Ignoring distracting chatter from the other figures, I launched myself up at the dark, cloudy skies. A lone star blinked brightly, a suitable destination. But, upon reaching a certain height, I slowly descended. Reacting to such, I allowed myself to crash through the ground.

Warp. I was flying through a thick cloud in the night skies. After a minute of enjoying the moment, I recalled the TOTY. Swooping down, I looked around for any suitable place for such. Soon enough, I was hovering through urban streets. Around the corner of an apartment building, I stumble upon castle, of all things, composed almost entirely of carved stone. Good place to look as any. Leaping over the gate, I made my way into the keep's entrance. Things got laggy, and some force kept me from moving too close. Undeterred, I turned around, and let myself phase backwards through the structure's unfinished wood doors.

Inside, I was met by a long, empty, unlit hallway. I sped through it, when the surroundings changed into earthen tunnels. Eventually, opened up into a vast chasm. Much of this space was unnaturally rigid, much like you'd see in video games such as Minecraft. Wasn't too fond of that, but I didn't let that bother me. Anyway, I continued past it, and through even more tunnels.

An indiscernible amount of time passes in this underground . It's then that I arrive what could be described as pure chaos. All around, floating stone landmasses, up to hundreds of yards across, drifted about, slowly tilting, bobbling, and bouncing around at any provocation. Atop many of these planes were ruins and rubble, while others contained intact statues, trees, and even garden plots. Heavy clouds roiled in the horizon, a void of blue and violet, swirling ceaselessly, where the lands seemed to barely gravitate. This was quite a mesmerizing view, enough so, I almost let the dream slip.

Recollecting myself, I notice I didn't have a costume, nor a partner, for the task. With a gesture, I immediately donned my appropriate helm and jacket. Conspicuously, my gloves were missing. I tried forcing those gloves, and calling for Dryad. But ,I had enough difficulty keeping in state, as noted by my dimming sight, so I left those details be for now. Anyway, I jump from one island to another, bouncing off a broken pillar, then some debris. Only then did I notice the change in gravity for each landmass, not to mention how violently the void pulled me towards it whenever I was airborn. Thought it best to keep close to the tunnels.

I also noticed a green arrow at the top left of my view, an indicator of sorts. Guessed it was leading me towards my mark for the task? I jumped where it prompted, only to be pointed elsewhere at every other second. Eventually, I flew myself at one of the larger islands, a mound of sorts. On its slope were organized pots and troughs growing many kinds of plants, including orchids, palm trees, ferns, and herbs, among others.

At this site, the arrow remained transfixed. I brushed through a few pots, when I happen upon a mysterious blue powder. This must've been the artifact I was looking for, but I feared I might've broken it... So, I sift around some more, to find a rough gemstone of similar make, and perfectly intact to boot. That's a relief! Curious if there was more, I dig through a trough. There, I find a small plastic bag filled with even more uncut gems of many colors. All things considered, they were remarkable only in how mundane they appeared. Oh well, who was I to argue? Anyway, I fly through a tunnel (different from the one I'd arrived from, as I lost sight of that), and get warped out.

Now, I find myself in an underground hallway. It's then I call for Dryad once again. She arrives surprisingly quick, rushing from a corner. This dream depicted her exactly (and quite aptly) as a spriggan from Skyrim, from their twig-like "antlers", to their glowing aura of wind-blown leaves.

"Hey! I got it!", I exclaimed, holding out the bag to show her.

"I know. We have to move."

Dryad snatches my arm, then pulls me with her down the hallway. Soon, we arrive at a subway tunnel. At the far end and to the right blinked the faltering sign of a fire exit. My partner takes us through that door, only to end up in another hallway, this time for what seemed to be an office building, furnished in minimalistic white. We go to the first left, to happen upon a wide, sunlit foyer. A great line of people, under the leaves of huge indoor ferns, were waiting to be serviced at the reception area. Wasn't expecting there to be this many witnesses... er, other people. "Act casual", urged Dryad. I sauntered alongside her past the reception desk, then barged through a conveniently unattended security gate. A number of folk were giving us odd looks, but luckily, nothing came of this.

We were then walking through a different hallway, one with green tiled floors, and potted plants at every entrance. Colorful text could be seen hanging on the walls. I figured this must've been the structure's daycare. Anyway, at the far end was yet another fire escape, where I was being guided.

We make it halfway there, when suddenly, a klaxon blares. Oh crap! Reacting quickly, my companion and I hurry to an opening in the left, a play area, it seemed, of which had a patterned blue and red carpet for flooring. Anyway, I dart towards a small desk, where I shrink myself to fit right under. A bucket filled with some powdery matter happened to be there, so, as a precaution, I shrunk myself further to fit in it. As this occurred, Dryad phases into a small potted tree a few yards away, hiding seamlessly. What's more, the encounter theme from Metal Gear Solid sounded in the background, just to fit the mood further.

Half a minute later, a figure peruses the area, a guard lady. Seemingly exasperated, she barely made an effort to glance around, then quickly lost interest. Similarly, a random French maid investigated the place, perhaps far more suspiciously than the former, but she too gave up in time. With their dispersal, so too did the alarm (and song) end. Still, I figured we'd need to find another way out.

"What now?", I whispered at Dryad.

"Use a black stone. You'll get out that way."

Doing as told, I pulled out the like stone. Light glistened off its surface, as would be expected. Staring at it, I paused in thought. "Wait, but what about you?"

"Leave a black stone for me. I'll be fine."

Sifting through the bag, I pulled out another stone, and, after restoring its size, left it for Dryad's use. I then concentrate on the one in hand. Suddenly, the stone dissolved, and with it, I was pulled into a black void. "Mission accomplished", I thought, as I floated safely in nothingness. But, no, not quite yet. There's no guarantee Dryad escaped as well. Such doubts causes the dream to collapse immediately.

I struggled to visualize a dream, and to keep from muddling my mind with anxiousness. Re-entry.

Scene 2 - TOTY 2021 Task V ACT CLEAR
Dream re-entry. I was at a restaurant's dish cleaning area. Touching the steel surface of a nearby countertop assured the dream state. Quite surprising, as I'd assumed this was just wishful thinking. With baited breath, I anticipated for Dryad to appear. And, lo and behold, she popped right around the corner. "Told ya I'll be fine!", she teases. Couldn't help but laugh in celebration.

On cue, the victory theme from Sonic 3 and Knuckles sounded. With it, a fitting text UI gave an announcement:

FIREFLYMAN AND DRYAD GOT THROUGH THE ACT

A like score counter ticked down, though what it was counting was anyone's guess. Satisfied, I allow myself to wake up.

Frost Troll

Was in some room with a bunch of people. Someone ran into the room screaming about a Troll in the building. I ran out into some basement area. There was a brown haired girl with me, maybe Jamie. i had false memories of dealing with this troll before. We turned a corner and it was right in front of us. It swung at us with a huge hand with claws. It missed. I ran around the corner with the girl and she was following me. I said The Troll is really dumb and any easy hiding place will do. We found a room with a cabinet we could his beside. We hid there and the troll walked past the room and we were safe.