lucid

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

Notes:
I decided against completing my goals yet again, and have some fun. I'd watched Iron Man 2 the night before this dream, so the content of this dream was obviously from day residue. Flying is probably the most amazing thing I've ever done in a lucid, and this might just be the best session I've had doing it.

I was by myself at the Stark Expo, which was like a big outdoor amusement park. However, in the dream, it was located indoors, in some massive convention center with impossibly high ceilings. The ground was flat concrete or something, which was difficult to discern because it was rather dark (but there were lights overhanging the areas that people were walking. I was standing next to a long, rectangular fountain. There were five or six circular fountains positioned inside the rectangle-shaped one, and all of them were simultaneously spouting water in random intervals.

I remember seeing a ferris wheel across the fountain and wanting to ride on it, but decided against it because I heard it was very unstable and could tip over. After the contemplation, I saw someone running towards me. The closer he got, the lighter and more visible he became; the man got within ten feet of me before I realized it was Tony Stark, one of my favourite superhero characters. Since he's played by Robert Downy Jr. in the movies, that was how he looked in the dream.

He was wearing jeans with a small rip in one knee, and a fitted dark green t-shirt. "Hey," he said, bending over slightly and catching his breath. I didn't hear him exhaling, even though I should have because of how fast he had run towards me. "What are we doing now?"

"I think you should get back at that guy for attacking you here last week." Then I remembered, "right, he's dead." And that's when I became lucid. "...Oh my god, am I dreaming?" I asked myself, and did the nose plug reality check to confirm. "Yes!" I shouted.

I assumed flight position and took off with my invisible armor, shooting straight up towards the ceiling. The ceiling disappeared sometime during this, revealing the night sky. I felt the acceleration and slight vibrations like actual flight would entail, as well as a slight gravitational/g-force pressure as I went higher and higher. I heard what sounded like a small rocket behind me and at that moment, I assumed that Tony Stark was following me. Until now I was heading straight up, but then I leveled out so I was parallel to the earth. It felt like I was ten thousand feet above the ground, and below me I could see the Expo, along with a few other cities. I was getting a bit excited and, fearing I'd wake up, I decided to turn and fly towards the ground. It only took a few seconds to get close to the ground of the Stark Expo again, and when I was a mere thirty or so feet away, I pulled back and positioned myself upright. I slowly drifted down onto the ground like I was a feather.

I have no idea where Tony went, because I didn't see him anywhere after I landed. I felt like I was on the verge of waking up, so I rubbed my hands and kneeled down on the ground, rubbing the concrete with my hands. It was a bit smooth for concrete, but since it was divided into large squares, I caught my fingernails in the cracks to create more tactile simulation.

The dream ended abruptly as my alarm clock rang. 6:35.

Shit, it's been weeks since I last posted... I should get back on the train, and nothing better to do so with than a lucid.

The man in the house neighboring my childhood home has passed away. The dream goes into a sort of news-style overview of his life, complete with interviews from people who had known him in the past. He's apparently been a recluse for the past several years, his only intercourse with the world a mail slot through which he got movies, books, and food. The dream then cuts back to first-person as I start to explore his house. I enter his library, stacked floor to ceiling with books. As I look around, I notice that the titles on the spines are different every time I look at a particular shelf. I pass this reality check!

I start to walk around the house, leaving the library, and I enter into the hallway from my own house. I think about what I'd like to do, and decide I should try some dream combat. I try to turn-summon an awesome sword from the closet in the hallway, but for all I try nothing appears in my hands. I then decide I should do something before I lose lucidity, so I jump down the stairs and start to fly. I pass like a ghost through the wall, then pull up sharply in a breathless rise. It's nighttime, and the moon is huge and full. It illuminates a towering cloud that looks like the Grim Reaper! I get a couple of swoops and whirls in before I wake up.

I'm in sort of a control room with some large glass windows for walls, knowing that I'm dreaming. I'm telling to myeslf a few times "remember that you're dreaming", but I don't do any RCs or things to stabilize. The whole dream seems a bit shaky and unstable, but it's quite vivid.
I go out from the control room, and I'm now in the living room in my family's cabin. My friend E, a massive body builder type, comes towards me.
- "You gotta come back to the party", he says.
- "No, I don't", I reply. "You see, this is just a dream."
He looks at me with the normal empty stare my DCs tend to get when I tell them it's all just a dream. I take a step closer to him and slap him in the face. I slap him pretty hard, but I can't feel all that much in my hand.
- "See? If this wasn't a dream, that would really hurt". He nods slowly, but still with the empty look on his face.

I find out I want to try and play guitar in an LD, so I turn around and there is my favourite acoustic in its case. I take it out of the case and start playing, while still walking around a bit. First I look at the fretboard and play something reasonably normal, but I then pick up speed. A lot. At one point I stop looking at the fretboard and myself playing, and it's more like walking around and listening to Tommy Emmanuel play, but the song is really cool (wish I could remember it!). I decide to go outdoors to fly to another place, but here the dream starts fading away to black, and I wake up. I try to DEILD into another dream, but I come to the conclusion I'm too awake and it's too late in the morning, so I open my eyes.

All in all not that great an LD, both in content and lucidity. However, as long as I don't drink or smoke or anything, I now seem able to have an LD every night with a WBTB

September 29, 2010

G/C

Asleep by 1:00am.

WBTB at 4:00am. Took 8/400 G/C and this sleep aid called Melissa, which is 900mg lemon balm, 180mg l-theanine and a combo of B-vitamins. Ate a small 100-calorie bag of baked Cheetos to help swallow everything. Back to bed.

My recall is kind of low, because I didn't experience much in the way of dreams. Everything tipped off with an INRALD. I was laying in bed, listening to Jack breathing next to me (which made me think I was awake). I also thought I heard my dad thumping around upstairs, getting ready for work. Regardless, I heard ringing in my ears... the volume would sometimes jump. I relaxed and saw a swirly void behind my eye lids. When I focused on it the first time, I felt my body whoosh into a full on SP transition. The noises got louder and my entire body felt like it was buzzing. It subsided, but the swirly was still there, so I focused on it again, and the same experience happened again.

Tentatively, I wondered if I was asleep, but kind of lost myself, and drifted off a bit. I felt a book at my feet. I don't remember falling asleep with a book on my bed, but I guess I did? I pushed the book off my bed, gently, so it wouldn't slam to the floor. I realized my head felt kind of voidy, so I decided to reality check by biting my tongue. My tongue didn't feel any sharp piercing where it should (since I use that pointier tooth that sits next to the first molar)... I tried biting a few times, and it was the same. I knew now that I was asleep, but I decided to nose pinch. First time, I could breathe, second time, I could breathe. Sweet, alright. Now to move. The SP was still kind of strong, so I started moving with my ankles first, but unfortunately, it woke me up

I tried to fall back to sleep, but couldn't, as my dad actually was getting ready for work at this point

About 6:20 I decided to move to the couch for a bit, and by 6:40 I was waking up more, so I took a half-mg of melatonin and passed out at some point.

I had a series of false awakenings again. Each one, I tried to catch by biting my tongue, but each time it hurt like it should have, so I missed them all But at the same time, I knew that it was a false awakening, throughout the whole thing... it may have just been low-level lucidity. It's kind of confusing.

I had a dream that Jack was cleaning up our apartment. I noticed our bedroom door was closed. I opened it, and there were boxes piled about shoulder-height to me (I'm 5'2"). I went to our kitchen, and everything had been cleaned out. Except there were leaves covering the floor (probably because I was watching Glee last night, and one of the music scenes had leaves all over the floor).

Another dream, Joe's sister, Becky was at my house for some reason. I don't remember much about that.

I remember being at work, and trying to follow my family. I was trying to leave through the loading dock door. Each time, I would open it partially, and attempt to duck under the door as it was closing, but before I could even set the door in close motion, it would fall shut on its own. I finally got out, and I noticed some dodgy teens in the alley. I started jogging, and they didn't want anything to do with me.

Overall, I don't think I'll do 8/400 again. The night wasn't too much different than the first time I did 4/200, but this time, I woke up with a massive headache and I feel a bit nauseous.

On Sunday moring I had this dream: I dreamed that there was this village of old-fashion kids being led out of the village by a lamp that was held by an old woman. They were all walking in a line. Even a "expecting" woman was in the line.

Another night I had this dream: I was bugging mom about something and mom told me to go try a new game. I went downstairs and saw this game and I saw it said "clock to continue" its was like a chocolate Monopoly computer game. I than someone ended up in Toy Story. And after racing in Toy Story I ened up in a fairy tale castle. And there was this very handsome guy (who some I could tell was a prince--I think its was his aura).And a letter was sent to me from someone else (who I believe I was running from) saying something online the lines of I will come and knock down the castle. I have powers you know not. . This is when a voice over song happened "Once upon a Dream". Pretty soon I was singing it (so was the prince).

Last night:
One second I was watching something between a cross of Country mouse and City mouse and Redwall TV shows. The next second I was in a movie or something. I believe I was just released from a dungeon or something. I was sitting on a the handle of a mace I believe. And the guards wanted to confiscate it. But I begged them not do since its the last thing I had of my family. But I had to play a fine of $500. Than I went up some staircases and I saw two too beautiful to be true women at the bottom.They said: "You are angry and you're alone". I bumped into a soild ghost of my mom (who is still alive in RLF). She said I could go play "sorceress for this afternoon."

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

Notes:
I know this dream was longer, but I can't remember anything else!

In the beginning of the dream, it was daytime, and I was sitting cross-legged on the driveway of my house. My house was on a clean, smaller street with nicely arranged bungalows; there were also a couple large trees here and there. My driveway was a bit cracked up because it was fairly old. My front yard was a 15x15 foot area of grass with a tiny evergreen tree, only a few years old, in the middle. In real life had planted it when I came home from a school field trip four years ago, and it appeared in the dream now.

I didn't look back at my house at all, and was just looking out onto the street. I heard my mom coming and glanced to the side, seeing her sit down beside me with a skimpy metal rake. "Here, you have to do the leaves," she said. I thought about it for a few instances and then became lucid, saying, "am I dreaming?"

"Yes," she said, sounding uninterested, and got up. She started to walk away and I looked around the street, asking, "you sure?" and she replied "yes" again in the same tone. I'd never been told by a DC that I was dreaming, so that was exciting. I didn't even use dream control to make her say that. However, since my lucidity was pretty low, I didn't remember my dream goals. I started to run down the street, randomly superjumping (even feeling gravity pull me back down), until I woke up. It was fun, but not what I would've done if I was more aware.

09/29/2010

Riding the Wind (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This dream was really the end of a longer dream that I can't quite remember. What I can tell you is that the rest of the dream was rather disjointed, and involved random things happening. The last non-lucid part that I remember involved a bunch of broken glass all over the room (from some rowdy guest or something? There were a bunch of nameless faces here, I think). I had to grab my little brother Jared and carry him out of there. Only thing was, he looked nothing like my actual brother. My little brother's also almost my size, both in the dream and in real life. Don't ask how I carried him, I don't know.

The part where my recall really picks up is right after this part. We're in one of our old houses that we moved out of a couple years back. Only me and my dad are here for some reason. He gestures towards, I believe, the kitchen and says "The purple is over there." Usually it takes something more absurd than that to make me wonder, but he was treating purple like it was an object. Anyways, I'm naturally curious now, and pick on him a bit for it. ("'The purple is over there...' Now how is that gonna help me Dad? Seriously? Purple?") I don't remember his response. Still curious, I hop up into the air, and float slowly down. This is the only reality check I need, and I become lucid. Satisfied, I walk out of the house to try the thing that always comes to mind when I'm lucid without a plan -- flying. I step out and try a few smaller jumps, like off our porch, with limited success.

Here, though, I pause a moment to take in the scenery. The trees, the path and all, look beautiful. For just a moment, I slip into a bit of fuller awareness. The dream looks every bit as vivid as daily life, if not more, and I truly feel like I'm there. I savor this a bit longer before running off to try flying some more.

I'm lucid enough to realize the path isn't right here --it splits into two before reaching the road again, when it's really just a driveway. There were probably other inconsistancies, there always are, but I didn't pick up on them this time. I cross the road by our house, and on the other side there's a veritable cliff, which I jump off of without a second thought. Now I start gliding, with varying success. I glide level for a bit, then start to drop faster, which eases up as I get closer to the ground. Here I'm wavering, sometimes falling a bit, sometimes staying level, and sometimes actually rising a bit. All while I'm gliding forward at a respectable speed. (I don't get the full effect of the wind on my skin, but I get some, and I consider this a success. It's certainly better than I normally manage.) As I start dipping towards the ground, approaching an ocean, my vision fades to black. It briefly comes back again when I land in the ocean. I turn around to see that I'm at the shore, and could climb up the beach, but the dream fades again before I can do much else.

Had a lucid and a non-lucid last night. I'll start with lucid since its short.

Lucidity-5
Vividness-6

I'm standing on a road and do a RC for no reason. Lucidity hit me. I wanted to fly. I could actually fly for once in a dream. I wasn't fast but i was able to fly. When i got pretty high up, i stopped flying and freefalled to earth. On the way i took my clothes off for some reason, and then smashed down onto the ground.End of dream

The second dream

There is an arrangement of tables with different groups at them in what looks like a small cafeteria. I'm at my group with a few others, theres a group to my right and one to the front.
Dream skip.
Me and this girl are talking about me sponsoring her for something. I tell her i don't use money much so its no big deal. I follow her to her group and she doesn't want me sitting their. So i walk back to my group and they don't want me sitting their either. Then i look to my left now and the group there has some friends. I sit their and am mad because noone wants me to sit in their group.

For my first overwhelmingly lucid dream, I found it to be just that; overwhelming. It was fun and frightening at the same time (the frightening part eventually leading to my downfall). This dream had everything I had read about in it and it's invigorating to write it down.

I went to take a nap at about 2:45 after I put in a set of ear plugs. Shortly after repeating in my head over and over again that I would "Have a lucid dream" and "Remember that I was dreaming" I felt like there was some sort of drift, or maybe lapse of conscience I've read about.

Then quickly I was enveloped into this scene where I was having a hard time standing up. Having already had a previous dream like this still relatively fresh in my memory, I overcame that weakness and stood up, in which time I got into a car with my buddy Matt. Driving like a madman, and looking even more so like one (I'm talking trippy), and laughing out of control.

Eventually I turned my head to look out the window and we were driving through the densest forest of what seemed to look like giant green asparagus. As soon as I started to focus in on what was around me I started to get a little bit excited and then the entire environment around me shifted as the asparagus turned from a deep green to an eerie, photographic negative feel in which time I feel into a bright white room where the vibrations came.

I've read and heard about the vibrations on all of the forums and documentaries and nothing could quite describe what this was like. I knew all well what they were but all I could see was myself holding my ears wanting it to stop, even though deep down I thought the entire experience was breath-taking, literally... I started breathing fast and becoming overwhelmingly fearful and wanting it to stop. Finally, I took some deep breaths and slowly came out.

I sat in my bed in awe for about ten minutes afterwards. Cool as anything.

I woke up around 9.30 and decided that I would have an LD if I could just fall asleep again. Didn't do any MILD or VILD techniques really, and couldn't even remember any previous dreams from that night, but somehow I still felt certain that it would work. At some point I must've fallen asleep, can't remember having any other dreams before the first LD.

1. I'm in my room in my new house (or something similar), as usual just knowing that I'm dreaming. I do the nose pinch RC just to be sure, and get up. As it dawns on me that I'm having another LD, I have to concentrate not to get too excited and wake up. As I walk around the house, I keep rubbing my hands and doing RCs to stabilize. I then go outside. I'm not really outside my house, I'm in a street of an unknown city, with a park straight in front of me, and DCs walking around. I keep telling myself out loud that I'm dreaming, and that this is all my creation. I walk around for a little while, just looking at all the people. I walk over to the park and feel the grass. I can now feel my eyes getting shut and the dream fade away, but I do not panic. I feel that this may just be a false awakening, since I had something similar happen to me just a couple of nights ago.

2. I realise I'm awake, by the nose-pinch. Get up again. On the way out I do the finger-through-palm RC, which is now really disgusting cause the hand is covered in blood. I get out there, and I try to fly. I get up maybe 50 meters in the air, and have the most amazing view. It really is incredible, the whole world is in front of me, under a beautiful blue sky. I fall down again, and decide not to try that again any more. I try to run, but it's like my feet are dragging through syrup. Instead I walk over to the park, where there's a lot of students or hippies. I speak to them briefly, I then ask if there's a lift somewhere nearby, because I want to do task of the month. I think to myself if maybe it's too late, but realise it's the 28th. I think to myself, "there should be a lift around the corner, on the side of this rock. When I get there, there's a big door, but it doesn't lead in to a lift. I walk in to it anyway to see if there's any buttons, but there's none. I go out again and try to summon something, but wake up from the concentration. Or FA, that is.

3. Once again I'm in darkness first, and realize I'm not awake, just having an FA, or the end of a dream. I just wait for a while, then do the nose-pinch and open my eyes. I walk out in the corridoor, still not 100% sure that I'm dreaming. I don't wanna wake up my housemates by talking loud because I think I'm dreaming, so I do the finger-through-palm. Goes straight through of course, so I celebrate by smashing up my housemate's Xbox. I then go outside again.Still the same park. This time I'm thinking maybe dream sex, so I start looking for a good partner. Can't find anyone, and my eyes are forced shut again. Another FA.

4. This time I let the dream just manifest itself around me, as I remember from the DEILD guide. I'm now already outside. I see a man sitting on a bench with a small dog in his lap. I go over to him and play with his dog for a little while. I then say "did you know this is just a dream?". He looks at me with a strange look in his eyes, and silently shakes his head. "Yeah, I'm dreaming you see, and you are only a figment of my imagination. How does that make you feel?". He just looks at me with quite a sad look in his eyes, as if it saddens him that he's not really real. I don't really feel for him, as I know that he's not a person at all, just my subconscious trying to make me feel bad. I look at his very strange glasses and wonder about just stealing them, but I loose interest and walk to the park instead.
I can't remember excactly what happens here, but there's yet another FA, where I'm still in no doubt that I'm dreaming.

5. This time it's time for sex, even though that's a stupid decision and I know it. Before I go anywhere I start to realise that I may not remember all of my fantastic LD stuff though, so I try to summarise what I've done. I also do have a feeling that attempting dream sex might wake me up, but I'm fine with it. I then get out and look for a partner around town. I find her, not all that amazing, but good enough. Rest is not that great tbh, and I wake up for real in the middle. I don't mind really, it's time to just feel good about having had half an hour of LDs, and write it all down. Looking at the time, it seems like the total LD time must've been around 30 minutes, which is a new record

I was going to wait til the New year to restart writing my dreams down but I decided when I had the first lucid in a while. My old dream Journal can be found in the grandfather Journals under Doctor's Dreams.

Blow Job and Go

I don't remember the beginning of it but I remember that I went though a lot of trouble to get a blow job from a girl named Brittany. She was not the version that she is IRL but that didn't matter. We were under something and I remember here starting the blowjob. I had barely sat down when I exploded cum all over her face. I was lucid but for some reason not interested in exploration. I looked at her and cracked up. I said "Gotta Go!" and opened my dream eyes extremely wide. At this point I was waking up on purpose. It was very weird because although my dream eyelids were practically stretching off my face I could feel my second set, my real set of eyelids, still closed. Eventually with enough effort they were forced open and I awoke.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING PRECOG


23:00 GMT – Sleep

Preparing travel
I’m organizing something, like a travel and comparing different places/venues. I’m on a tall building and then I’m looking through the window because there’s something going on down there on the street.

Kids dancing
I’m with my mom and she’s helping me out with something. We go out and when arriving at her building’s door, a bunch of kids from school next door are putting some show on (actually rehearsing it) in the square in front of school. They are dancing samba in pairs. Strangely my younger cousin J. Is among them, although by now he is already too old for this, but I still see him as a kid. He sees us and feels embarrassed that we also see him.

Vanity
I’m going out with some group of colleagues from school. I see myself in a mirror and I look really cute, with short hair and a blue scarf on my head. Still I take some time to adjust the scarf several times to be just perfect.

3:20 GMT

Scary grandma’s house
I’m with mom at my paternal grandma’s house. We’re taking clothes from the clothesline outside. The weather is changing rapidly and really dark clouds are gathering in the sky above us. It gets really dark as night. My mom points to the bell tower close by, where we see this really creepy dark figure and we comment that maybe he’s some shadow, reflection but also that this place has always been a bit scary – we’re always seeing dark figures and feeling “presences” here. There’s another girl in the house and then a car also arrives and a guy comes out of it. Don’t remember what happens then.


Life and death situations on the mountains
I’m watching this reporter (like live on TV) in a pick up going down some dangerous road, with a cliff on his left side and I think he is not measuring the danger as he drives with only on hand at too high speed for the conditions of that road. Then of course he is thrown off the road, live on TV and everybody thinks he fell down the cliff, but then I’m transported into the place of the action and I realise he was incredibly lucky as the truck got stuck below on some rocks and we was able to get out and escape. Then I also realise he is with his wife and two kids on the truck and I am even more shocked at his irresponsibility.
As I help them climb the cliff and we’re on top of it on the road, we are caught by a flood. It’s not yet too violent, but I see a bus being dragged by the water down the road and I also see this black baby girl in the middle of the way. I just have time to grab her and get her out of the way of the bus. She is so cute and I feel that this family I also just helped will adopt her in the nearby future. Then the kid in my arms becomes just a baby head (although perfectly alive) and I think about that being odd (but not enough to become lucid).

Cat’s guts out
I’m at some hotel room with friends, just settling in. We are reading this place’s rules and it says in summer we must use an outside common toilet instead of the room’s own toilet. We wonder why and think maybe in summer with the heat, it gets smelly and that’s why they advise to use the outside one.
Anyway I go to the toilet and my cat is there. He doesn’t seem well. First he pukes and then his head’s skin starts to open from his left eye, leaving his skull and eyeball exposed. I try to keep it closed but it keeps opening more and more. I’m starting to freak out. Then pus is coming out. Then when the ripped skin is already down his back, his internal organs start bloating and coming out. Still the cat is moving, not looking healthy but also not dying. I somehow don’t accept that this is really happening so another healthy version of the cat appears and I see the two together and realise I’m dreaming. I feel relieved. Then I think about what to do with lucidity and stupidly I wake up.

6:30 GMT – Wake up

I remember two dreams:

1) I was taking homework down by my old science teacher. It was for just after lunch that day. But on my way out, I get hit by a car. Therefore, I cannot do my homework. When I get back to the next science lesson, there is a cover teacher. He asks for my homework, but I don't have it. He yells at me and then the normal science teacher appears and says he saw me break my arm. So I don't get into any trouble.

2) I was standing by my bed when I happened to do the nose-plug reality check. I can breathe through my nose! I've never felt this before! I shout "Increase clarity!" three times, just as an experiment. The first thing I do is jump off my bed. I don't fly (Not very good at it in lucids ) but I do float slowly to the ground. Then, I go to my bedroom door and start to think "When I open this door, There'll be a gorgeous beach", but my dream dad barges in asking if I've done my homework. I go past him and into my sister's bedroom, where I decide that I would like to walk through walls. I walk through the nearest wall, and end up in an unfamiliar bedroom. Just then, I think how nice it would be to be kissed, so a boy appears, and he kisses me, but it's just a regular peck on the lips. I ask for something more romantic, but the dream disappears and I wake up.

★★★☆☆

LUCID

If my hair keeps changing colour in the pictures, it's because that's what it tends to do IRL.

09/26/10

Fragment about going to my (late) grandma's church for a Halloween party. There were some really cool decorations. A distinct lack of alcohol, however.

I'm in the front entrance to our house. Everything seems normal, and I do a routine reality check just because. I count my fingers. Onetwothreefour... new ones start sprouting. Well, that's weird. It's almost like I'm dreaming or something.

I try again, and I get to seven before I give up. Obviously I am dreaming. So... Nomad's task. I need to get to a forest. I jump out the nearest window into the front yard. My brother is there, hanging out with a DC from the Halloween party. Definitely dreaming, then, and whoa...

The dream is destabilizing. The entire world tilts on its axis, and white lines start running parallel to every object in the scene, as they do in Assassin's Creed. I stop to take a breath, keeping my eyes open, and I start touching the objects around me. I kneel down and touch the grass, the concrete driveway, a metal railing, and I'm back.

I decide that the best way to get there is to run in a straight line. There's a forest directly to the south, I convince myself. I cross the street at a run, hit the wall with one foot, and leap onto the brown-shingled roof.

I don't stop. From the first house, I jump onto the roof of the next. Keep moving. I land on some kind of antennae, and the structure sways dangerously as I make the jump to the next structure.

I'm on a scaffold. The next building - a warehouse - is an impossible distance away, several feet higher than the platform I'm jumping from, and twenty feet away. I jump the gap, and I'm suspended in the air.

I pull at my momentum, bending the dream to allow me a few more meters in height - and I grasp the edge of the roof. I pull myself up near the chimney. On the other side of the warehouse is a big camping tent set up in someone's backyard. I jump. I land on the tent, and it cushions my fall, billowing out around me. My vision is filled with yellow and red, and I think hard, imagining the demon boy I'm supposed to rescue, and the dark thing that's after him...

The forest is oppressively quiet. I can smell the pine, feel the hot mugginess created by a recent rain. Fully immersed in my character, I stand in the center of a huge clearing, waiting.

A flash of red goes zooming by. I've found Nomad's demon boy. I'm slightly disappointed. I was hoping I could use this opportunity to discover Amon's origin (a DC I've apparently mentored throughout his life). Instead, it's just a regular demon.

He's being chased by a wolf. I recognize the creature as an entity from my childhood nightmares. It's back, and I'll have to deal with that eventually. For now, I allow the demon child to distract it.

I spot a piece of paper on the ground near a pond. Picking it up, I skim the text. Instructions from Nomad on what to do next.

Did you save the demon boy? Y/N

I look up across the clearing. The demon is running as fast as he can, frantically trying to get away from my nightmare creature. The wolf is gleefully giving chase. I'm not sure whether he's actually any danger, or if he's just toying with the demon. Either way, I have no interest in rescuing the child.

Did you propose to the barmaid? Y/N

I look at the paper, and blink. And blink again. No, WakingNomad, I did not propose to the barmaid. Although, I should pay a visit to Denn sometime in the near future.

Scare Factor: 3

Also, this result amused me.

Hey Guys! In this DJ is one of my stand out dreams of my life simply because I was with all my friends.

Last night I had a dream about being in a huge area where all of my music class was. We where all learning different types of Combat. Me and my friend Lachlan where learning energy blasts. After a bit of training my friend Daniel Blair (Who was an elementalist) was showing off and attacking other people.

I started asking him where do I learn how to do this art of magic. He was a little bit hesitant at first but only because it was far away and he didn't want to get in trouble. He walked us for a bit until I was at my High School. He pointed in the direction of where the teacher was, but the teacher who was previously teaching us was yelling out to us. I couldn't care less and started running towards the elementalist teacher. Lachlan started looking towards our old teacher so I said "Dont worry man, It's a dream, she can't stop us!" At that point I became lucid and was even more keen to learn how to master the elements.

Once we where at the teacher, I realised it was my music teacher, she was accompanied by a VERY powerful man. What made me think he is powerful, I don't know it was just something about him. I asked the teacher if she would like to teach us the ways of the elements and she kindly accepted. She read out a scripture but the main phrase I heard was "If you smoke vast amounts of marijuana and keep very active and exert your powers, you will become extremely fit." That was the number one rule to be an elementalist. . . Can't complain, haha.

My dream faded because my mum was outside with the blower. I plan on following the path of an elementalist. For it would be fucking hectic to own people with in dreams.