dream fragment

31.08.2010

A few fragments (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I went to bed pretty late and slept through almost the entire night. Odd for me, I know. I am sure what belongs to each dream, as they are fragments, I post them all mixed up.

- Outdoors.
- Day.
- Music.
- Enjoying with some friends.
- I felt good.
- Going home from wife's work.
- All downhill.
- I saw a white mountain and told my wife it was very cool. She told me it was due all the lakes around. The mountain was beautiful.

Missed dream sings:
- The white mountain.
- The lakes in San Diego (do not exist)

What I would have done if lucid:
- Head for a ToTY.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID


23:20 GMT - Sleep

Continuation of my day
I had some dream that was prolongation of my day. I had been with some Buddhist friends, doing some practices and then we had a dinner party. So I dreamt about it with some dream twists on it.

2:39 GMT

A very bad after party
I am at some people’s house along with some others – I guess the dinner party from the dream before continued – and we have to sleep over. Unfortunately I am told I have to sleep in the kitchen floor over some blanket. If that wasn’t bad enough, the floor is inundated and I think to myself they must be crazy. So I leave the kitchen and guess what, I find a room with small beds, maybe of kids. Not the most comfy either, but better than a wet floor, so I lay down there, a bit upset that the house owners didn’t offer me that option. A friend of mine (G.T.) enters the room, also looking for a place to crash and I manage a way for him to also sleep there – I find some extra mattress or something. I think we had no blankets to cover and that we felt cold all night.

Meeting a friend at some show
I just have this image that I arrived at a place with long continuous concrete seats in rows and that I sat in a row behind this group of people, which then I realised was my friend R. and her family. I think we were watching some show.

Waiting for an earthquake
I was on my way home with my boyfriend and when we were right in front of our apartment building we got some warning that an earthquake was about to shake the ground. I think it was some sort of intuition, because other people were just doing their normal life. I asked him not to go inside, that we should look for an open space, so we went to the middle of some square, far away from the buildings around and we waited.

Ladies’ showers
I am at the shower at some public pool or gymnasium. Many ladies and girls are taking shower, dressing, etc, when an old guy comes in looking distracted and tries to cross it to the exit. The ladies react very calmly but fast and put the guy out. They comment they are sick and tired of guys excusing themselves, saying they mistook the men shower for the women’s. There’s just too many “accidents” happening to be fortuitous.

Really old digital clock
I am at my deceased grandma’s home, in the living room, waiting for something and watching TV. I get bored and look at the nearby desk. I spot this really old digital clock. Probably one of the firsts, but were there digital clocks already on my grandparents time? I don’t think so! Still, this one really looks old. It has some old label saying 30 EUR (almost illegible), which is even more bizarre, considering that the euro is around only since 1999.

5:29 GMT

The red hair boy that travels in time
I would like to remember more of this one. I can only remember from when the action was already in the middle. There was this young boy, maybe 10 years old, red hair, who was being accused of murder in a past life. There was this kind of karmic court where he was being summoned for trial but he was totally absolutely convinced that he was innocent. So he gathered a team and planned an expedition to the past. He somehow travelled back in time, looking for himself in a past life. He managed to find that he couldn’t have possibly have committed the murder he was accused of. On this village where his past rebirth lived, he was told he had been away on the mountains and didn’t come back and people worried. He then went to the mountain looking for “himself”. He found “himself” frozen in an ice block, under piles of snow – he looked exactly the same as he looked: around 10 years old and red hair. It had happened recently, so he was like dormant but not yet “irreparable”. As in the future there was the technical means to unfreeze and relive the boy, the future-boy took the past-boy with him. He managed to save him and took him to the court, along with all the evidences that this boy was dead at 10 years old if he hadn’t save him, therefore he couldn’t possibly have committed the crime as an adult.
Some judges agreed but others were not so sure. After all, there he was, alive, right? What would stop him to go back to the past and kill someone? So the proof of innocence was also the murder weapon. Tricky.

Deported Russian lady
Also in a court. This time there is a Russian lady, called Tania, being trialled. I am one of her friends watching the trial. She risks deportation. On some other day – the day of the judge decision – I’m not there and two other friends come to tell me the news. They are crying and I also shed some tears. We then decide to go meet this one other friend of us to also tell her.

Expensive outlet
I am with some lady friends in this clothes shop. It looks a bit like a gipsy market but all the clothes are damn expensive designer clothes. Still, they are supposed to be on sale. I pick this very tiny skirt in a very thin fabric and I tell my friends: “In the real gipsy market this would cost me less than 5 EUR”. Then I check the price tag and it says 75 EUR. I say out loud that it’s really absurd and some lady by my side says “No, it’s not. It’s not the fabric that counts, what counts is that it is designer’s clothes.” OK, ok, go on with your shopping, I can’t even find anything that actually looks good.
Then I find this corner where they serve coffee and cookies. I wonder if a cookie costs 100 EUR and decide to just eat this cookie I brought along with me. Then this guy appears out of nowhere and I throw a bunch of cookies on the floor. Luckily these cookies were wrapped up in plastic, so I just picked them up and put them back on the table. Meanwhile I am still chewing my own cookie and this guy starts accusing me of having eaten one of the cookies. I said no, I didn’t. But he kept insisting I had eaten of the cookies and had to pay it. He made it look like a big crime. I had to pull all my tricks, until I found the package of my own cookie to prove its origin. Then he backed off. Then for curiosity I asked how much the cookies cost and he said 50 cents and he laughed at me. He was just mocking me all along.

Stealing on a hardware store
I am in a hardware shop and for some reason I am determined in stealing something. I know I don’t need it, that it’s not cleptomania and I also don’t wanna be caught – so maybe a bet I made with someone?
I look around really looking for something and so far the best I think of is a tube of super-glue. Really? Then I see this supports for pictures on the wall and I remember I actually need some,so I start comparing models. I even call my boyfriend asking for his opinion. In the end I just give up and don’t steal anything at all.


8:00 GMT – Wake up

30.08.2010

With some psychic folks (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

When I went to bed I was determined to have a decent night once and for all. I went tired due bad sleep previous night. I had almost instantly some HH and I drifted in and one from the dream realm while I was meditating, so I decided to get comfortable to sleep. I recorded three dreams. One long dream, one lucid (task for September) and one fragment.

First:

- I was with my group of Psychic people.
- I was outdoors and it was sunny.
- It was the five of us and we were attempting something.
- I felt good.

Missed dream signs:
- None.

What I would have done if lucid:
- Unknown.

Ok today is still August 30th, and I usually don't put up 2 dream journal posts in one day because I never take naps. BUT today I took a nap and I had a very strange first FULLY AWARE dream/SP state I think. Ok so here it goes:

I took a nap today, so I was sleeping and I completely forget what was going on in my dream but I remember hearing the sound of cars going by like it was some kind of city setting... Then I heard a voice and first it said "I am dreaming.." very faintly. Then I looked around because it was kind of strange..then I observed my surroundings and then I said to myself "I am dreaming..?" Then I yelled "OMG I'm DREAMING!!!" that moment that I found out I was dreaming, my heart sped up really fast and then the sound of cars passing by just completely vanished and EVERYTHING shutdown like everything went COMPLETELY black. I tried to move but i couldnt! So i was like ok I want to hear the ocean! I couldn't really hear the ocean so nothing really happened. When everything went completely black, there was no sound and my heart was racing so I think I was half asleep. And I could feel my body felt like I was in the ocean like I felt waves hitting under my body like i was drifting and floating in the sea..omg so cool...then I tried imagining the end of my last dream. I had no control but it was FREAKEN AWESOME. Just the feeling that I was FULLY aware and I KNEW I was dreaming was INCREDIBLE. Even tho everything was pitch black...and then my dad woke me up for dinner....

My conscience was fully aware. Although I couldn't see anything I fully knew that I was in a dream. I had no control, but it was a start !!!

I was in a very large room with an enormous ceiling, there where people everywhere. The mob was so thick that I couldn't walk through it. the building itself looked like a church gathering hall, everyone was chatting, It was calm and I was dishing up some food from the food table.

30.08.2010

Various Fragments (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

My recall has been completely shot as of late, and I don't think I've been helping it out too much, between not getting as much sleep as would be ideal at night, and not even attempting to keep a journal. But here's to me jumping back on the wagon, with a couple of fragments. Hey, you have to start somewhere, right?

I'm in some sort of field, doing a military drill. I'm vaguely reminded of the training of District 13 in the book, Mockingjay. A siren blares (my alarm) waking me up.

Sadly enough, that was my most defined dream. Other than that, I just have a couple of images in my head of things I think I dreamed about last night, which are a grappling hook and water. I also think that there was a fairly large dream that I'm not remembering, but it's just out of reach.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID


23:20 GMT - Sleep

Dream of dreams
interestingly, my fist dream of the night has often been about dreams themselves. I dreamt something about having special dreams and thinking about sharing them with an audience [as if it wasn’t already happening, LOL].


1:30 GMT

Natural landscape
Don’t recall the story, but remember being on top of very high cliffs, seeing a huge waterfall, flying around a bit over the intense greenery of the valleys and then photo-shopping the landscape – no idea why, but I was applying the blur and smooth tool on the waterfall. For fun, I guess.

Experiment with tigers and people
I was watching some wicked experiment in which there were two cages linked by corridor in between. In one cage there are 2 people, on the other there is a hungry tiger. In one experiment, the doors were open and the tigers run to devour the persons. Hideous. On the second experiment there was something put in the middle of the corridor to distract/attract the tiger and then when the doors opened he didn’t eat the persons. It didn’t make much sense.

Lucid and making others lucid
This time I was waiting for someone to open a door of a building so I could come in. I was ringing the bell, but nobody was answering. It was night, so I just sat there waiting. Then a black couple appeared and opened the door for me, saying they were sorry having left me waiting outside. I was ok with it. I entered the building and pushed the switch for light and it didn’t turn on. I thought “Weird!” and let the couple do it – they manage to switch the lights on. I realise something is going on and I become half-lucid. I enter this house where I’m staying and I find my cousin S. there (I don’t see her for years). For some reason I go fully lucid and I tell her we’re just dreaming. I don’t think she ever was lucid on a dream so it’s like I’m talking totally absurd things. She ignores me and asks me something about missionaries, maybe for some research project she is doing. Her question also sounds like a total absurd to me, so I insist in saying “We’re dreaming girl! Forget that.” So to prove to her what I’m saying I float and fly around the room. She is surprised and excited and I tell her she can also do it. She then tries and not long after she manages to fly to! She looks like a kid in a candy store, amazed that she is dreaming and flying! I feel proud of her.
Then my boyfriend comes in and doesn’t understand what’s going on. We tell him “We’re dreaming! You’re dreaming to, join us!”. He offers some resistance but he also ends up believing (at least considering the hypothesis) that he is dreaming but he doesn’t fly. Then my mother also comes in and I’m feeling ever more excited to have this opportunity to “lucidify” so many people at once. I also tell her that we’re dreaming but at this moment I’m simply lying on bed and she has some hard time believing it. I try once again to fly but all I manage now is to float above the bed. She ends up believing me, just for the sake of believing, but not because she knows, so she doesn’t get lucid. All this disbelief let the dream fade.

5:25 GMT

Flying to USA
I am at the airport to fly to the USA. I didn’t tell anybody I was going. I am very nervous for some reason, I think because I am already late and confused about where to check-in. I go to the toilet to take some anti-stress pills. Try to find it on my bag, but I don’t see it. Then I see the today’s date somewhere and I have this impression I am one day too early and look frantically for my e-ticket. Then I realise “Shit, it’s only tomorrow!”.

Strange phenomena in the sky
I am at some foreign country (maybe the US!) for some meeting/conference and I am at a gorgeous somewhat retro hotel. I see there many faces I know, some work related, others more personally related. I have this weird feeling inside and go outside to look the sky. My boyfriend is with me. We see strange rainbows, like 3 rainbows on top of each other, but not necessarily parallel and also 3 other smaller bits and pieces of rainbows on each side of the 3 main arches. I think that must not be natural, but caused by some substance in the air that is making those strange light refraction patterns. I look to my left and there’s a mountain covered in thick grey clouds and in between the clouds I can see patches of sky that are intensely pink. I find all those things a bit disturbing but also incredibly beautiful, so I go back to get my camera. When I’m outside again I see something more amazing in the sky. Someone says “Look, aurora borealis”. Now I get a weird feeling that something is not right. I’m supposedly not so higher up north. I imagine solar activity must be really explosive for all this weird phenomena taking place. I think about the travel home and if it is safe to fly as it happens.
I go back to the hotel and find M.S., this lady friend I know professionally and personally. She just arrived from city centre and tells me there’s a lot of mess going on there. She can’t really explain what it is, but apparently the city is full of people like us coming to events, all happening at the same time, therefore adding more chaos to the city. Later on the hotel entrance they are distributing “emergency bags”. I ask for one and want to know what they are about, but they don’t say and anyway the bag is empty. Big help!

7:00 GMT

Looking for a meal in the city
Again in a hotel (may be the same, don’t know, but the story is slightly different). My guru is staying there to, as well as dozens of people who came to receive teachings from him. I haven’t seen him yet. I am with all the other people in a living room that is completely full. I try to find a seat and can only fit between two other persons in a balcony with view over some lake or river. I thought we were there maybe to have dinner but that doesn't happen and we all go out. We cross this beautiful suspended gardens with artificial waterfalls ending on a pool. I shortcut my way floating over the water ponds and then through the pool. I see a cute turtle and take a picture of it, wondering how I haven’t wet my camera yet. Then we continue walking to the city and look for some restaurant or place to eat. We pass by a huge veranda over an amazing garden and a tennis court – there’s a tournament going on and lots of people are sitting down there and in the veranda, watching the games. This veranda continues and merges with this kind of tunnel that then goes under the garden and takes me to the other side of it. There I find nice streets with fast food and souvenir shops. My companions decide to go to a burger house but I say no way, bye-bye and keep looking for something veggie. I’m not having any luck so I just go to this pizza place and try to get something meat-free. But first I go to the toilet (what else!?).

Recalling dreams between dreams
Then I had a strange dream that I was actually between dreams and found my boyfriend there and asked him if he could recall the previous dream we had shared – the one with the auroras. He tries to recall and he can only mention a few elements from the dream hotel that actually match the place, but he doesn’t remember the rest. I am still convinced we shared the dream and tell him that.

8:30 GMT

My guru puts me to a crazy mind test
I am still in that town, walking around. My boyfriend is again with me. We hear some locals saying funny things about the group that is lodged in the hotel: “I’ve heard they’re Buddhists!” "Oh!"
We smile at each other but decide not to make any comments. We go back to the hotel. It is our last day there, and we all leave just after lunch – this time the lunch is at the hotel.
The hotel has a restaurant in the ground level, but for this group they’ve set up a room in the upper floor, with only veggie meals (I guess, that’s why the first day we had to fetch food somewhere else – they probably hadn’t yet solved the logistics of the meals).
I’m looking for some familiar faces and I find my friend R. She is not a Buddhist but I don’t seem surprised to find her there. I ask if I can sit with her, since we have not been in such good terms lately, and she says “Of course, sit”. I don’t think we talked much.
After eating I just go to my room to grab all my bags and bring them to the lobby. My boyfriend takes some to. Then I remember I forgot something in the floor where we had lunch. I find it already closed so I walk around a maze of stairs and corridors trying to find someone to open the door for me.
Then I find this foyer where a bunch of buddhist practitioners are still chatting about the events of the past few days, the teachings and so on. I still find weird that I have no recollection of ever seeing my guru after all these days there. And as I think about this, a door opens at the end of this foyer and our teacher (guru) appears. Everybody gets stiff with surprise and respect for him, but he just looks at us and takes 2 or 3 steps slowly moving away. Then he passes by the side of my bag, which is on the floor now, and my cell phone starts to ring. It has a funny Indian music on it (it does, in RL) and the guru asks who's that phone and what is that music. I pick up my bag, take the cell phone out and explain to him it is an Indian ringtone and that I was sure we would eventually like it (I do think that, in RL) He picks up the phone, he is now really close to me and whispers on my ear that he is not really that into the music, but that he wants me to follow him, so that I please come. He opens the door from which he just came, he goes inside and I follow him. The others are just staring with many questions in their minds as I look at them one last time.
I follow him down some stairs and then through corridors that are all bluish. The walls and ceiling and floor become more and more blue and then he disappears in this small lobby/foyer that is all blue tiled and has 3 doors. I wonder which one he got in and feel afraid that I lost him. I open the big one on my left, but it’s just a grey wall leading somewhere - I see some white light and mist - but I don’t feel attracted to it. Then a second door on my right has a tag name on it and I wonder if that’s the one, when the third door a bit more to the right, a very tiny one, opens up and I see him inside. I am totally surprised when I see it is simply a tiny toilet room! I am “What the hell....”, I was expecting some bigger room, something impressive, but I kinda get the joke. At least this one is immaculately clean. Blue tiles from floor to ceiling and one very white and virgin toilet in the centre. He asks me what am I expecting to go inside and to please close the door behind me. I am like...”Okaaaay”. It’s so tiny! He is close to the back wall and the toilet is in between us. The door is behind me. There’s no space for anything! I have this hope there's a secret door somewhere.
Then he tells me that no matter what, I will just watch and go with it. No thoughts, no judgement, no fear. Then he plugs an USB plug into a tiny hole in the wall and I hear this loud noise, like electronic music mixed with mechanical sounds. I look up but I don’t see where it could come from. My teacher is dead serious and looks at me in the eyes saying to me so much without really explaining anything. I see trust, but also concern in his eyes. That’s when a blue wall comes out of the lateral wall from my right, in front of the toilet and starts closing him in, separating us. I feel disappointed. I think he is gone and what am I going to do now? That’s when I hear more noise, I turn back to the door and I see another blue wall closing in between me and the door. I freak out and put my arm on the door to open it and think about escaping. But in a split second I remember my teacher saying I must not be afraid of whatever happens! Although I’m shiting my pants of I pull my arm and allow the wall to close in. I am now in between four walls, not able to move. I can’t put my arms up, I can’t sit, I can’t turn and I can’t even breathe too deep. I try to be ok with it, but it's just too much. I panic, I scream and everything goes black. I guess I passed out.
Then I wake up and stay in bed for half an hour digesting this. I wondered what it was all about and if I had passed or failed some sort of test, when I remembered from The Matrix: “Everybody falls the first time.”

8:30 GMT – Wake up

30-08-10 I was in a cathedral in Barcelona and I had been to see a certain section of if 3 times already, I was talking to Skouborg regarding this telling him I didn't want to accompany him as I had already been there. I had a feeling that it was more out of duty than actual desire I was there in the first place. I was trying to roll a cigarette, but the tobacco was way too wet and I had picked up an extreme amount to fit in the paper. My old Danish teacher, Kirsten was asking me why I was rolling a cigarette in front of kids. I decide to throw the tobacco away, not because of the kids but because I don't want to smoke anymore.
…
Post WILD attempt. I am receiving a gift a watch, I know no who has sent it or why. It is a very expensive Sony watch, a black/grey colour. I am trying to find a web based computer game, some sort of shoot em up. Pil has shown me this game before, and although I find something close I never quite get the real Mckoy.

29.08.2010

In the country with some folks (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I slept only six hours and I slept through 5 hours 15 minutes (rare on me, but I was super tired) I had no recall. I told to myself I would NOT break a streak of over three months with recall every single night. I fell asleep again and sleep for 30 minutes, got a piece of the dream.
I hope my small dry spell ends... all the changes in waking screwed me up a little, but I feel more calm. I am still maintaining a average of 3-4 lucids per week, which is good (not good as I usually do, but got for being under a dry spell)

- Outdoors.
- Sunny.
- Country.
- Trying to accomplish something.
- Four folks and me.
- One guy did not help but encouraged me to accomplish it.
- I am pretty sure I had to accomplish something Phychic related.

Missed dream signs:
- Unknown.

What I would have done if lucid:
- Talk with the DC if they had something to tell me. I am sure this was a dream to improve one of my psychic abilities and lucidity would have help a lot.

((I had a hard time sleeping and I got woken up early. The two dreams are from the morning))
I dreamed that I was watching a scene as if I were playing a strategy game. I ended up realizing that it was a dream and I wanted to take an active role in the dream so I tried to move into it but it made me wake up.

When I fell asleep again I dreamed was in a house. At first I just went along with the dreams plot, which I can’t remember, but then I realized it was a dream. The first thing I thought about doing was sprouting my brown feathered wings that I had had in a different dream before but the dream was too unstable so I instead became weak. I stumbled outside after that and eventually woke up.

Last night I think I slept a little bit too soundly. I woke up ahead of my WBTB alarm and decided just to deactivate it since I was up only half an hour before it. Maybe I shouldn't have. And then I woke up, again before my alarm, and managed to wake up with my eyes closed still. I decided I'd give the DEILD a shot but I think I stretched a little too much when I first woke up because I started to notice how loud the birds were outside my window and that made me realize it was probably getting close to time to get up. So I open my eyes and, bam, sure enough I gotta get up anyway.

I'm walking up some windy hill that sort of reminds me of the part of RT64 leading in to Oregon when this woman pulls over next to me and offers me a ride. She asks where I am heading and I tell her Freeport. She is stunned that I'd try to walk that far. So I take her offer of a ride and climb in the passengers seat. I somehow know she is in highschool. A senior. She has a pretty face and long brown hair. I'm instantly attracted to her. She asks me if she can take me somewhere and as she says it she reaches over and grabs my crotch. She grins and says
"I think this means yes."

So we go driving and looking for a place to hide together and that's when my memory of this dream fades.

I am standing at the mouth of a cave looking out. It is overlooking the sea. I immediately look at my hands and realize they are distorted. I turn them over palm up, and the fingers are too short, especially the ring and pinky. I am completely lucid. I look up and start to walk. I begin to awaken, I look up in the air and immediatley spin in my dream.

I don't remember what happened after that, but I woke very quickly, so whatever I dreamed was probably very short.

Conditions:
Fell asleep: 5:00 am
Headphones: Isochronic pulses descending from 5 to 1 hz over 20 minutes. Took them off afterward. Was very sleep already.

COMMENT LUCID NON LUCID DREAM SIGN

Type: regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

Notes:
I've been going on ebay and kijiji a lot over the past few days, mainly to set up accounts for selling my artwork.

All I can remember about this dream is that I was in front of some computer, and joined an art forum that had the same color scheme, except lighter blues, as Dreamviews. People would post their artwork in threads and ask people to rate them. I made a post in the newbie forum, and apparently I'd joined a few years back but didn't remember it. People said welcome back and stuff (even though my username was probably different). On the main page of the forum, there was a sidebar that said "site leaders", and there were three different icons of dragon heads; next to each image was one name.

My dreams lately have come in fragments, without consistency, like my sleep. This one was on my couch in the midmorning after eating breakfast- with a bellyful of cereal. To note that I fell asleep watching 'Firecreek' a western with Henry Fonda and Jimmy Stewart.

I dreamed that I was living with two others and possibly a family or a gang of others working all together in my home, a small shotgun outside of New Orleans. The two others consist of frontiersman named Shane or Snak or Shack or something of the sort. Not sure of the spelling but I can still remember the ssound. The other is a woman, a bit overweight, your usual housewife type. I only remember two things happening.

I am making eggs with beef hash, one of my favorite things to cook when I just need something filling and hot. For some reason I am making the egg hash in a kettle rather than a frying pan like I always do. The housewife is standing behind me and is watching me cook. I turn my back and look to my kitchen table. When I turn toward it again I see that Shane, dressed all in cowboyness is pouring whiskey into my dish. I scream at him and declare that I am no longer cooking for the house but just for myself and request. There is a sense that I should not be screaming at the patriarch of the house, and people are growing uneasy. In a fury I try to salvage my dish and pour the boiling whiskey out, the woman tries it and it likes it alot. I turn and Shane is leaving my house. When I turn (yes I know alot of turning) again the woman is on top of me and I drag us to the hard wood floor of the kitchen. We kiss, tops are coming off and I suddenly say that surely Shane is coming back soon and we should stop. The wife gives me that disappointed scorn look that no man ever wishes to see.

Then I wake up

Oh yeah, I feel good about myself. this thing has been "Haunting" me or something like that for at least a week, where I couldn't remember my dreams, I think there might be some correlation, I had enough and decided to just try and beat him down.

I was in/on the biodome/moon. I was in a large white room. there where two doors right in front of me. but the only way I could tell they where doors was the fact that they where slightly grey. I remember Nomad and/or Raven's energy signature, but I don't actually remember anything about them.

False awakening.

I'm in my bed, I can hear sounds from super smash brothers and different assorted shooting games. My cousin yells up the stairs and asks to borrow my bag of games, I'm tired and yell at her.