lucid

I'm lying on a mattress on the floor. My sister is sleeping next to me. As I stare up at a red balloon which is resting in the branches of a small tree (potted plant next to the bed) I'm wondering how to make sure I have a lucid dream when I next sleep. I decide that every time i see something that can fly I will do a reality check. Now I'm walking across the room, following my sister (she seems distant and unconnected to me). I pass a table covered in small metal disks (like coins but smaller). As I wave my hand over them they all move as if I have some magnetic pull. Finally I realise that this is a dream.
So as not to get over excited and lose the dream like last time, I stare down at my hands, taking in every detail to stay grounded in the dream. As I do so, my hands start to grow and warp. I watch this happen and it seems to be working a little. However, still feeling dangerously close to waking, I remember what Stephen La Berge recommends and start spinning around on the spot. As I do this, I lose the dream scene and find myself in a gray void, still lucid. I'm annoyed that I've lost my sister and ask myself "what now?". I decide I want to see my deceased father and shout/intend to do so. I start flying around the dream space while giant rolls of wallpaper appear. I zoom around the folds until they become a long white corridor which I fly along until I'm walking out of the end and meeting my dad in some kind of laboratory. He's young, maybe 40, he looks slim and healthy. He says "I'm glad you could make it". We hug and walk off so he can show me his work. As we walk, I'm explaining how I decided to see him in my lucid dream and I remember that I should be asking the dream about healing mjy wrist. The dream fades.

I'm in an unfamiliar kitchen, it's small and cosy. Maybe underground. I'm reading the instruction on a box of pasta when I suddenly think "I wonder if this is a dream?". I look away from the box and back again to see if the text changes and when it does I grow increasingly excited looking away and back, away and back repeatedly, marveling at the changing text. I shout out: "I'm dreaming! Oh yes I am!". Now I'm in my sister's bedroom at my mums house. I wonder what I want to do with my new lucidity and go bounding out jf the room as if on moon boots or in low gravity... as I do so I get too excited and awake.

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Very productive night and a full LD.
As I have been doing lately, I went to bed reading my old DJs. While reading I discovered a bunch of people in a dream from 1995 that are the same as the group of dream friends I have now! I do not know these people outside the dream world and in fact the last siting was at the enclosure with the short haired girl. I had forgotten this old dream and will be looking for more through the thousands of pages of DJ scribblings.

Dream 1 : Childhood Home
Lucid 100%

I was in my old childhood home's sun-room on a sunny day and the sun was pouring in all golden and radiant. I was amazed at how lucid and clear minded I was. I stepped up to one of the many windows and drew back the yellow lace curtains and was amazed to see this place was my old childhood home! I realized what was happening right away and nudged with my elbow into the person besides me that I thought was my mother (I never looked) "This is a dream! This is not now ours, the Zennusies own it." remarking on the ownership of the house. Then I see the old metal shed in the corner of the yard is gone and there are drag marks across the lawn like someone dragged it out to the garbage in the front yard. To my mom I say "so the shed is gone?" I thought she had moved it. She said nothing and I felt she was confused. I had no time to lose vainly trying to convince dreamers that this is a dream, I had to enjoy! I looked out at the yard and it looked more crappy than I had recalled but yes now I remember it really was this bad. Imagine a grass lawn that had never seen weedkiller or fertilizer in 30 years. "I can see individual blades of grass!" The blade stuck out from its background of dirt, one of many dirt patches. The vividness was every bit on pare with physical reality! I ran to the back door to this sun-room. It was always made fun of for having this crappy door with too many locks but this time I imagined many locks and there they were and I chuckled as I unlocked them all to get out, "click, click, click, click".
I ran out into the yard and remembered someone saying on DV that they ate grass to increase lucidity, this thought discussed me for a slight millisecond till I realized this is not physical grass it's harmless. I found the blade I was looking at from the window, or close enough, and pulled at it but it was tough to pull up! I gave it the thought to pull out and "pop" it pulled out. I chewed on it and it had some grit like dirt on it and oddly didn't taste like grass but something like weak black licorice! I was in heaven (figuratively!)! Walked to where the shed would have been in the corner of the yard with my eyes closed to feel the dream's senses. I recalled Hyu doing this on Terraluna and gaining lucidity. I concentrated on my breathing in and the taste of the licorice grass and even a slight breeze on my face, I could feel everything; hands, feet in shoes, everything! I was near the shed now, seeing with my mind not my vision, but thought I should not see the shed there or else it may interfere with the particular version of the dream I was in and that may lead to loss of stability. So I turned away from the shed's place and walked out of the yard around the garage. "This is crappier than I remember too" I thought. In the road I looked back at all the houses just as they used to be in my youth. The house right next-door was a perpetual dump and here it was right in front of me in all its pathetic glory, I was excited and yelled in my amazement "That's the crap house! Ha!" I looked at the other houses they were all the same, what a great copy of everything!
Time was a wasting, I needed to think of something to do, in a LD, fast! I couldn't think of anything, the physical world seemed too strange and too far off, like an imaginary place you are sure exists but can only barely picture. Then something came to me and although I knew it wasn't what I really wanted, I didn't want to waste time being bored lest I lose dream control. "Give me a portal to another dimension." Nothing happened. I had to direct it. I looked down at the road and flicked my hand down at it saying the same thing and a tiny portal appeared. It looked like a black and blue portal about the size of the palm of a hand! Kind of small but this is a dream, it'll do. I continued what I was saying for clarification about the dimension "one that I'll understand." I didn't want to see weird stuff I couldn't even benefit from or stuff so strange I lose dream control.
I walked over to the little portal and it sucked me in and around in circles. I saw a lot of black and blue swirls. Then I saw a motorcycle just floating in the mix of it all! I was thinking "WTH? Why's that here?"

Then all of a sudden I am in a doorway to a girls room (the walls are pinkish and the white dresser with mirror is in front of the girls) and the girls in there are hurriedly putting on makeup in the mirror like its a race. I notice one of them but I can't imagine how this scene can have her in it and ever be! The girls then all run out of the room in their race but don't seem to notice me to any degree, I'm sure I am invisible, I remember the feeling from other LDs. I get a good look and yes it is Svetlana! She is Russian, born and raised, how is she in this crazy American home with all these kids? In shock I just call her name "Svetlana??" as if to say "is THAT you?" She stopped in her tacks and turned around! but she didn't look at me at all and instead picked up one of 2 hair clips on the floor. (The ugly green carpet btw was pretty dirty.) She then ran off to catch up to her friends. I figured she had heard me but couldn't recognize me. On one level people can hear you but still ignore you in this state, they are having their dreams too and I am not supposed to be in it. I followed her into the living room. She ran left but I stood to the right at the doorway hiding behind the wall so no one that can't see me bumps into me. There are about 4 other people watching TV (1 adult, 3 kids in sweat pants and shirts and white socks) There is a kitchen to my left with warm moist air coming out like there is a big dinner being made in there and I could feel people in there. So there were maybe 9 people in the house. A chubby little boy about 9 years old ran by and I got a good look but never seen him before.
The dream quickly collapsed and I was comfortably thrust back into my sleeping body and darkness. I instinctively knew what time it was and it was earlier than I needed to be up but I could write this out now.

This was a valuable dream so I wrote it down (4 pages) in the dark for 3 pages.

Post script: If this really was a parallel world I was in, then all I could think was that maybe Svetlana was adopted by an American family and this was her life. I'm not sure why I latched onto her, she was a marginal character in my life and only know her a bit and then only for a month.
The length of this recounting refers to the LDs detail not the actual length which was at most 5 minutes!

Lucid

I'm in my mom's van coming home from my grandparents. I suddenly realize that I'm dreaming. I remember that if I rub my hands, it's easier to continue dreaming. The dream fades out, and all I see is the back of my eyelids, but suddenly, I'm back in the dream, and we're pulling into our driveway. I try jumping up to my window, and I failed. I walk into my room normally. It's absolutely pristine compared to the mess it is in real life. I was half expecting a friend to be there, but it was absolutely empty except for my bed and the mirror that I had never gotten around to hanging up. I go to close the door, but I remembered that I won't have another light source- the light in the hall is on, but the lamp in my room is off. If I close the door, I won't be able to see, so I left it open. I opened up my window and took a running start. I tried jumping through the window, hoping to fly, but I failed, and landed on the soft snow below. I give up.

It appears that I managed to DILD and WILD the same night, but I'm unsure if the WILD truly was... it was so fast. It was nothingness and then I was back where I was. It really was something amazing. I only wish I could just control more of what happened...

non dream - lucid - non lucid

I've been working on a project, programming all day.
I'm very tired and take a short break.
I remember that last time I was so exhausted I managed to WILD during a nap quite easily.
Sounds like a good idea.
I turn on some ambient music, set myself an alarm clock for 30 minutes and lean my rather comfortable chair all the way back.
It takes little time for HI to appear, though I didn't even notice any of the usual SP signs.
I can't really remember how I transitioned, but I was trying to visualize Yuya and Teraluna.

I fall on my ass.
Yuya is sitting in a chair close to me, looking at me slightly confused but mostly amused.
I get up, slightly amused myself, but try to block out any thoughts related to waking life.
Yuya looks different than usual. She's wearing more casual clothes, and her hair is shorter, dark blonde, and kept in place by some sort of bandana.
It's definitely her though.
I greet her and ask her about her appearance.
She explains that she likes to change it when she leaves Teraluna.
I notice I'm indeed on a different planet, but it is confusing the hell out of me.
I try to focus on Yuya rather than on my surroundings, which aren't very clear.

I take a seat next to her wondering what I should talk to her about. A thought suddenly pops into my head.

"Hey Yuya, tell me about magic."

She looks at me, slightly surprised, but she also seems quite happy about the question.

"Magic..."

She shows me her hand, as if she was holding something, but it's empty.
A small ball forms over her hand and starts growing.
It's clearly water, but unaffected by gravity, it just hovers over her hand.

"There's an infinity of different kinds of Magic.
Magic is basically a manifestation of energy."

I make sure I don't focus on the water bubble too much, but rather on what Yuya is telling me.


(I don't remember the conversations exactly word for word. I remember the content of the conversation and some snippets. I filled in the holes with what I think seems right)

"If you use your energy for something, that's magic.
You've opened a portal before, you've teleported, you've reinforced your own body, all of that is magic.
But everyone has a certain affinity for different kinds of magic.
Creating water may be very easy for me, but it may be very hard if not impossible for someone else."

"So, considering that you used to be the goddess of water, it makes sense that you have a very high affinity for water based magic?"

"Yes, exactly."

I ask her about music based magic, but she says that she's not very skilled with it.

"So what about me, what did I use? I've recently remembered that I can use dragonic powers?"

That puts a smile on her face, she's excited.

"Yes! You're a dragon! ... I mean... you can use the same powers as a dragon, which is quite rare.
You see, most dreamers use shamanic magic. They transform into something stronger than they are, often an animal, and acquire more powers that way.
What you usually do is different though. Although the basic idea is the same, it couldn't be any more different.
You understand on the lowest level how a dragon uses his energy and you adapt your own aura so it mimics that of a dragon perfectly."

"You see, many people can transform into a dragon, fly and spit fire, but they cannot discharge energy with the same brutality a true dragon can.
Although this is very powerful, being able to quickly transform into a set of other creatures has it's upsides...
By the way, you can use more powers than just those of a dragon, like the wings you use to teleport."

She asks me excited:

"Can you awaken the dragon within?"

I focus on the core of my energy and try to change it into that of a dragon.
The energy flows faster through my body, it starts to vibrate and the power discharge feels dirty and slightly uncontrolled.
I feel the dragon tattoo on my back growing over my right arm and parts of my face.
It's not really visible, it's more like heat inside of my body.
I feel insanely powerful and get very excited.

Yuya looks at me amazed:

"Next time, let's go on an adventure, just like in the old days... you are ready!"

I get super exited at this point... too excited, and I wake up.


There's another 3 minutes until the alarm clock is supposed to go off.
I'm surprised since the dream felt quite short, less than 5 minutes for sure,
yet so much time has passed in the waking world.


Note1: I clearly remember creating a story for a manga when I was much younger, inspired by the dreams I had at the time.
It followed a similar set of rules, and the hero learned to use dragonic powers at some point in the story.
Even later in the story he learned to use special wings to travel through dimensions, which strongly remind of how I teleport in dreams.
No-one was able to transform into other beings in this story though, but I know that I did modify quite a few things so the story made more sense.

Note2: holy shit! I want to have insane dream battles, now!

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i've decided to keep my dream journal personal! sorry everyone! if something super extraordinary happens. it will most likely go here.

I'm writing this one in story form. In the dream i am the character Jinnyah, but i'm writing in 3rd person. I'm going to start keeping track of all my dreams as Jinnyah, there were already a few and i'm going to recall them.

There was a large evil Ifrit on one of the fisherman’s boats. The inhabitants of the fishing docks were in a panic, other fisherman were cowering in their own boats. A Jinniyah flew down to the boat, a small green fairy following her. A great battle ensued between the Jinn. The Ifrit’s large eyes were burning blue fire, his skin green and tough. The boat was being quickly destroyed by the fight as the Ifrit’s massive knuckles bust through the ropes and wood. Finally, the Jinniyah drew out a fiery sword and cut off the head of the Ifrit. It rolled into the sea and the body dissolved into smoke. The Jinniyah did not wait to hear any thanks, but the entire fishing quarters cheered loudly. It was all just fun for her. The Jinniyah flew away, laughing loudly with her fairy, and they grasped hands out of joy. She named her fairy Titi, the Jinniyah herself did not have a name, or did not remember it.

Immediately after the fight, Jinniyah decided to have a little more fun. There were fancy people from the north that started settling in their country, making inns and various other shops. There was one of these inns just below Jinniyah and Titi, owned by a pompous man and woman who cover themselves in big ugly jewels and puffy clothing. Jinniyah pointed to the building and Titi nodded. They flew down and just before Jinniyah entered, her deep purple silk pants and her embroidered top turned into the biggest, bell-like gold dress. Her black braid turned into golden curls piled high on top of her head. Everything she wore was golden and studded in jewels. Jinniyah walked into the inn like a queen. In the corner of the inn was a pleasant fire and a big cushion seat in front of it. On the other side of the room there was a table where the bird-like woman was hunching over an object with a few gentlemen. Jinniyah caught their eye, and their expressions made her laugh. Suspicion was in the eye of the gentleman who owned the inn, the woman’s eyes had hate and envy.

Jinniyah bounced into the inn, light as a feather. The owner was following her, watching every move she made. She sensed that he knew she wasn’t human. The bird-like woman continued to hunch over the contraption on the table, talking to an old man.

“you see” he whispered to her, “you put these in here, touch this handle, and voila! Sapphires come out!”

A bunch of tiny blue stones spilled onto the table. Jinniyah thought she’d have a bit more fun. She flew towards the old man, put her hand under the table and out came emeralds, diamonds, rubies, and every other kind of gem. The woman and the old man were so excited they didn’t even notice Jinniyah. Jinniyah laughed and flew up the stairs, the owner running behind her. She flew to the very top of the building to the attic and the man slammed the door behind her.

“I know what you are!” he yelled, “And I won’t let you go!”

This made Jinniyah laugh even more. No door could keep her locked in. She flew over the man’s head, bust down the door with an explosion of red smoke and flew right out of the building where Titi was waiting.

There was a little boy right outside the door of the inn with a little box of kittens. The boy held one up to the Jinni with wide eyes and Jinniyah took it.

“I will name you Huma!” she declared, and flew away with Titi.

if you are reading this, keep in mind the colors mean nothing. All dreams are lucid with me. This dream i had long ago.

The world was young and shapeshifters ruled the forests. I was tall, as all of the shapeshifters, but i was young and knew nothing. I believe i had bull horns. Standing next to me was my teacher and my lover. He knew everything about magic and had the patience to teach me. I was very quiet, never spoke. A war was going on between the newly arrived Humans and the shapeshifters of the forests. He seemed worried about me, because i could not shape-shift. He held me and left to go to the war. I stayed in the forest. In the forest there was a large canyon that sat randomly in the middle. The Humans made it into the forest, the shape-shifters were losing. I stood at the edge of the canyon and watched the fighting across. My lover turned into a large wolf and was fighting a man at the edge of the canyon cliff. The man struck him and he fell off the edge. I jumped and turned into a huge eagle, i only grew and grew more until i felt like the size of the entire earth. I landed at the bottom of the canyon as my normal form. There was a little island in the river/lake at the bottom. I stood on this island and looked around for my lover. He was next to me. He held me by my shoulders and told me that he was going to go to the war and to stay right at that very spot until he came back. I nodded and cried but he left. I built a little house on that island and waited. Hundreds of years passed and the river/lake dried up. I was old. I heard a knock on the door. I opened and there stood an old man. I realized it was my lover and i hugged him and wept.

i woke up.

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The dream takes place in a familiar neighborhood. Maybe a reflection of my hometown. Maybe the current city I'm living in. I cannot say for sure. I'm riding in the car with a friend and his sister. Their relationships to me and each other are not concrete and it seems that at certain times during the dream, they assume different roles.

We're riding to nowhere in particular as recklessly as possible. It is exciting at first until the driver starts to run stop signs and red lights and make dangerous turns. I warn him that we were just spotted by a cop and are definitely going to get pulled over. He kicks it into overdrive and I struggle for my seat belt. We make every maneuver possible to evade the cops, pulling a full 180 degree skid. At this point we've lost them and proudly head back home as though we had accomplished our goal for the day.

It feels at though the police are still on our trail. We get out the car, but I notice a squad car speeding down the road from our left. It took me a split second to decide I wanted to create a ramp for him fly off of. It was at this point I realized I was dreaming. I thought hard about what I wanted to create and then quickly turned my head to the right and pointed my finger. A spine ramp was sitting, basking in all its glory, directly where I was pointing my fingers.

At this point, however, the police are no longer a threat and have completely removed themselves from the dream. To be sure I'm dreaming, I perform a quick nose plug reality check. I'm dreaming! In an attempt to solidify myself in the dream, I look around for something to heighten my sensory input. I walk up to a shopping cart sitting in the middle of the road and feeling the heat from the sun on the metal. I had read of someone on the forums licking a brick wall to solidify him/herself in the dream, so I proceeded to lick the handle of the shopping cart. It tasted metallic. I remember my tongue sticking to it briefly. I look around and attempt to take everything in, but I get too excited and the dream fades out.

I'm lying in bed with my eyes still closed. I remember someone on the forums mentioning fading from a lucid dream into sleep paralysis. And though I did not realize it at the time, I feel as though I may have experienced a similar phenomenon if only for a short time. Eventually I became suspicious and questioned reality, plugging my nose. I could breath, but it felt too real. So I sat up, everything still dark, and tried again. Indeed I was dreaming. I lifted the covers off over my head found myself in an extremely distorted, surreal version of my room. I was unable to move effectively. I woke up.

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I my alarm woke me up at 4.00 am and I remembered three dreams. When I woke up in the morning I remembered two dreams more, but I had forgotten two of the first three (I think). Here's one and a fragment of another.

I woke up (I think it was the alarm clock) and fell back to sleep shortly after that.
The dream begins forming around me but I feel it fading. I form an image of the computer screen in front of me with a youtube page opened. I stare at the video and dive into it but the soon I wake up again.

I remember a short man in a green tower. There was also a tall man in the tower (me?). The short man goes to talk to the tall man. The tall man takes a needle. I stick the needle into the short man's vein and pour his blood into a chalice. When I've had enough, I put my finger on the wound and the bleeding stops. A secret door opens and the man sees a chest full of silver. He plunges greedily at it.

non dream - lucid - non lucid

I'm in my bathroom, brushing my teeth before I go to bed. (It looks like my real bathroom)
As I exit the bathroom, I enter a corridor in some sort of castle. (Yeah... I don't live in a castle)
I know where my room is, so I keep going.
I take an elevator to the next floor.
As the doors open I walk onto a beach and I just keep heading on straight.
I recognize that I've been on this very beach twice in my recent dreams already and become lucid.

I plan on teleporting to Teraluna, but I notice a young women not far away, dancing on the beach in a kimono.
Usually I wouldn't care, but something felt odd about her, and I got the sudden urge to investigate.
I grab a handful of sand and start walking towards her, slowly letting the sand escape from my hand.
I'm right next to her, but she doesn't seem to notice me and keeps dancing.
Her outfit reminds me of what Yuna in FFX is wearing, though there are quite a few differences.
I guess that she's in her early 20's, probably a bit younger than I am.
She has long dark brown hair, moving about as she dances.

"Hi!"

I don't think she heard me.
I have the odd sensation that I somehow know her, but not really.
I raise my voice:

"Hello friend!"

"Oh, hello there!"

I wonder if she's a fellow dreamer, but I'm not really sure how to ask her.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm looking for inspiration for a story I'm writing"

"I see. Dreams are an awesome source of inspiration, aren't they?"

She stops dancing and looks a me surprised.

"You're a dreamer, aren't you?"

"Yes, I am!"

I want to ask her her name, but suddenly she says she's found something, takes off and flies away.
Huh?
I take off myself and try to follow her. She's flying fast, VERY fast, at one point I think that I cannot keep up, but a few moments later flying at that speed feels easy.
She lands in some city with old but beautiful buildings, I land right behind her.
The architecture is confusing the hell out of me though, it makes no sense, everything feels completely out of place.

"Hi again!"

She turns around, looks at me and seems shocked for a second.
I notice that I accidentally summoned my wings so I could match her speed.
They look a bit scary, being made of energy and flames.
I unsummon them.

"Oops, sorry, I didn't mean to scare you."

She keeps staring right past me, where my wings used to be, then she's suddenly gone.
I'm confused and try to look for her aura... nothing.

A few moments later I wake up.

I have had some unrestful sleeping lately, and not too good dream recall. So, unfortunately, I can only remember parts of this dream.

Experimenting with Lucid Techniques

I am walking down a hallway, I believe in the old mansion that is connected to the church I attend and is now used for sunday school rooms. I somehow know that I am dreaming. [This may very well have been a WILD, I seem to remember slipping from being awake into a dream at some point. But it would have been the first dream of the night which I didn't think happened that much with WILDing] I realize that I have pretty good control, but the detail of the dream is rather poor. It is pretty dim and fuzzy, as though it were something I was trying to visualize. Also, as often happens, it begins to fade out altogether as I think of myself being asleep.

I begin to climb a staircase, and think back to Hyu's dream journal and how he anchored himself better to his lucid dream. I become more aware of my senses, and imagine a piece of chocolate to bite into. At first the piece of chocolate is very tiny, and doesn't have much substance at all. But the very act of trying to bit into it seems to have strengthened things a bit, so I am able to visualize an even bigger piece of candy. This time, I can taste the chocolate, as well as the caramel center. I can feel the chocolate and caramel in my mouth as well.

Then I get down on the floor and smeel and feel the carpet. It smeels and feels like carpet, allright. I have a vague idea that I tried to summon a Dream Guide, and even of some individual showing up.

Now my recall gets a bit fuzzy, because I don't believe the dream broke up or anything. I'm not sure I lost lucidity either, but I have a vague recollection of a gang of criminals out to get the President. I was part of this gang, but I may have been undercover. Or I may have been out to capture the gang.

Names in KI List (fragment)

Another dream related to Uru. I link into the cavern, and see a few names listed of people who are present. There are only a couple at first, but then I look again and there are a whole bunch of people.

A glass of port

I walk into a bar. The bartender tries to give me a drink of wine. I don't like any kind of alcohol, except for sweet wines and port. I ask for a glass of port, but he pours me a glass of some kind of wine saying it is like port. I take a drink. It tastes OK, but it seems to have some kind of milk mixed in which makes it taste funny.

I have been worried a lot lately, and I hope that the alcohol will help to make me relax. However, the bartender will only give me a drink in a tiny shot glass.

Tonight I went to sleep a little too late (I couldn't sleep -.-' fucked up my WILD attempt) and it was like I was looking at someone elses Lucid, I can only remember a few fragments:
Something with a doctor who did some sort of Inception-ish things in other peoples dreams. Something with a woman who was accused for something (murder?). Something with water that went red (blood?). Doctor walking through wall.

Jan 24



I am walking alone across a desert landscape. The terrain is completely flat and barren... comprised of dust. It's a little windy, but this doesn't bother me so much, because though it's windy the dust isn't blowing at all. I know that I have a destination in mind but I don't know exactly what it is until I reach it. In the middle of the dreamscape, surrounded by nothing, a large white museum stands.

I make my way inside the massive building and see that there are other people there. We weren't all necessarily there to see or meet each other, we just had the same goal or destination. I am surrounded by small groups of individuals who are excited to see me. We talk briefly and I move between groups, or rather, the groups move around me, and I react to them.

Our conversations revolve mostly around dreams, and this reinforcement lets me know that I am dreaming. However, I don't have a moment to enjoy it, because the INSTANT I become lucid... I hear a loud droning bomb siren. An alarm flared and from deep within the museum I could hear planes overhead. All of us inside ran out into the desert to see a plane fly low above us and fire something from one of its turrets. It trailed green and lands on the roof of the museum. It flashes like a green strobe light and within moments another plane flies over and dumps another tracking device on the opposite end of the roof. I can tell that they are triangulating our position and that our cover has been blown. In the ensuing stress I forget my lucidity. Everybody escapes and runs in different directions, back into the desert, away from the compromised museum headquarters.