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Dream #1: Kanye West comes over to my cousin's house, which my family and I were at. It was pretty weird seeing him there because my family had absolutely no relationship with him whatsoever. I also noticed Kim Kardashian was there, I believe with one of their children. I also remember turning on a Nintendo Entertainment System, but my uncle didn't want me to turn it on, so before he noticed, my cousin quickly unplugged it.

Dream #2: It was a scary dream and I was in a hallway in my house. I remember my mom doing a very creepy truth or dare smile in the dark, and when I'm dreaming I usually know I'm dreaming but can't take control -- but that changed tonight (kinda.) As I've been trying to lucid dream more, I guess my ability to take over a dream has improved, and I realized it was a dream, but everything started turning white so I tried to grab on to the wall because I read in a r/LucidDreaming post that it can help you stabilize your dream. It didn't work for me though.

I had several dreams the other night.

The first one all I can remember is Mom somehow became "big" (like Captain America Civil war "big" Aunt man size) but once it started to rain she became "normal" size again In the next dream something about a cruise being headed in the wrong direction. All I can rememer is the end being tied up. That leads to my third dream I was in something that looked like my church- in previous dreams about what looked like my church it was the "upper hall" but in this case it was the basement/lower hall. There were cameras in the basement (We were filiming something) don't know what it was. But apperently I was an actor whose character was tied up. I'm not sure what happened but someone (a bigger actor then me because of the way she was acting) was upset about something and then went back into what's in real life during what would be Bible camp (this week) would be the "drama room". In this dream I got the impression that my dream-self was the only one who could calm her down. So the director called "cut" (since without the other person we can't continue filming) and I got out of the ropes and went into the "Drama room" it looked like the inside of a dressing room of a star actor. And the only people in the room at the time were the "big actor", me and some make-up artists? And at first I asked what was wrong (the actor was crying) but she refused to say anything. But I said instead (since I know she loves food) and it was almost noon in-dream world "Let's get lunch" and said it several times. I started moving towards the other door. But I never did found out weather or not she followed me or not.

Now the last dream is a bit complicated since it involved characters from a book series I haven't picked up in ages. It called Secrets of Droon. In the dream, I'm one of the three "Earth kids" .. I don't know which one I am and also we aren't kids anymore but adults. Somehow we ended back up in Droon after leaving it years ago. We have to defeat a baddie of some kind. And at the end they talk to their friend Keeah who was the princess but now she's Queen and married to boot. And the "husband" (who doesn't exisit as a character in the books)-is kind of henpecked by Keeah. And their wizard friend Galen is a bit more unstable then he used to be. Anyway the scene changes and I'm llike myself in a library and holding a book and when I look at the back of the book it gives me a blurb of "Eric, Neal and Julie found themsleves back in Droon as adults years after they last left" and the dream ended there.

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Not the best night. Falling asleep way too quickly when attempting SSILD and later the opposite problem - drifting in and out of dreamless light sleep.
At my usual waking time, I still felt tired and tried to sleep longer, but again only light sleep. I cuddled with my husband for a couple of minutes but it was too hot. We talked a bit.
Then I decided to get up, but taking it slowly, I closed my eyes again.
An unexpected wave of vibrations went through my body. I thought “why not” and rode with it.

Around me is a semi-tunnel in a rock - a road or path cut into the side of the mountain - and there are large window-like cut-outs with views into the valley. I can see a beautiful landscape - steep hills and rocks, half-hidden in moving clouds. I want to take a photo, but I don't have my camera, so I tell J. to take one. He comes, but now the clouds cover the most beautiful parts I've seen, the most rugged mountains. I tell him he has to wait.
I look around and think what a nice setting for a lucid dream this would be. (1) I try to visualize myself climbing down. Logically, there should be a steep cliff, but I imagine a steep slope. The dream doesn't cooperate much, the result isn't very realistic, I see several cut scenes - a slope with scree, grass, a steep descent - and suddenly I'm down and it seems to have worked, I'm on the grass and there's a sparse forest all around. The situation stabilizes and looks more solid. I examine my surroundings with my senses, half expecting to be still connected to reality, but I am squatting on the grass and feeling only the damp cold grass with my fingers, I know I'm fully in the dreamworld and that's satisfying. (2)
I'm going through the forest. Suddenly there's a glass building, like a teahouse with seating inside. I walk through the inside and at the end, I have to squeeze past the only opaque wall in such a way that I lose my view of the outside. Knowing how changeable dreams are, I'm a little worried that the forest will disappear, but when I come out, everything is still there, and when I reach for the glass door, I can feel the water droplets trapped in the door frame on my fingers. It impresses me as a very nice detail.
There are some trees behind the teahouse, blocking the view further on, and when I go out beyond them, there is a car (relatively old, red?) and a little boy, about 5-8 years old, and another one next to him. One has light brown hair, the other is almost black-haired, and both have round faces. I greet them and ask how they are. They answer something normal. Then I see their mother watching them. I ask her something too, but I don't know what, the answer is sensible but uninteresting. (3) I turn away from them and wonder what to do next. I remember that I have some things I want to do in my dreams, like get somewhere else. And I wake up all of a sudden, like I suddenly remember that I have to get up, or that I have to be somewhere else.

Notes:
1) At this point, I didn’t believe it was a fully formed dream, I just couldn’t believe that the dream would form so quickly.
2) In retrospect, I think this transitional “daydreaming” wasn’t necessary and I could just touch the rocks to stabilize the dream when still on the road.
3) After waking up, I was really surprised by how bad my memory of the dream was. I have a theory there is a connection between my long-term memory being off in the dream (not remembering my goals) and the dream not being stored in the long-term memory.

To preface this, I have to admit that I didn't really lucid dream on acid. This would probably be even more fascinating, if it wasn't for the inability to sleep while under the influence of such substances. Sorry for the clickbait-ish title - I just had to call it this.

Anyway, it all started with a long non-lucid dream with the usual mess of changing people, places and storylines. At some point I ended up observing a plot in which a teenage girl dosed her unprepared friend with LSD, who was then having a difficult time... The story ended and it turned out that I had been watching a video on youtube. I proceeded to some music when I suddenly saw myself in a reflecting surface and noticed my own huge pupils. This made me "remember" that I (too?) was on acid (yeah, that's obviously how this usually works *facepalm). I just laid back and enjoyed the effects which mainly consisted of some strange visual phenomena and a pleasurably relaxed, slightly confused headspace.

At some point I "woke up" and wondered how I could have fallen asleep in the first place and that it was too early to wake up, that I should still be tripping. Nonetheless, I went into the living-room where I found my niece. This seemed even weirder as I knew she was away for holiday. While hugging her I pinched my nose...and could still breath. Now, this seemed to clear things up for me. Gravity disappeared and we both started floating upwards, until we went straight through the ceiling. Suddenly, I was alone again, now floating in a gray mist. I wondered what to do now... While I was perfectly aware of my current dream state, I still took the previous events as waking reality. And so I ended up believing that I was indeed lucid dreaming on acid...

Under these circumstances I thought that I'd be able to conjure up almost anything - which I normally fail to do. So, I just asked my subconscious to take me to a beautiful place. At first, everything turned dark but I waited patiently (despite questioning if this would work). Then, an intense sensation of being accelerated built up throughout my body. I felt like being shot out of a canon, flying through darkness. Slowly surroundings began to form again. I was flying at breakneck speed along a street with forest on both sides. When I was nearing a bend, I slowed down and finally came to a halt. There it was: A mountain lake shimmering in the sunlight, surrounded by trees of the darkest green and huge mountains to either side. I was in complete awe, both by the sight and that this all was even possible.

Then, I was accelerated again and taken to another mountain road with a picturesque hotel. The surroundings reminded me of a real place with a huge volcanic crater nearby through which I always wanted to fly in a lucid dream. So, I just went into that direction. When I crossed the ridge, my wish was fulfilled and I could indeed fly through this amazing landscape that almost looked like a canyon. With an euphoric feeling of freedom I navigated through the changing scenery.

When I came closer to the other end, I started waking up...and slowly realized that it all - also the first part - had been a dream. The whole story made me laugh quite a bit.
My two take-away messages are: Even if one is lucid enough to be aware of the own dream state, memory and rational thinking can stil be heavily impaired. And, the limitations that I experience in lucid dreaming (and analogous in waking reality) are ultimately only self-imposed.

Did WBTB. Meditated for a little bit. This time as I was falling asleep I was imagining the sensation of my body in motion. I was imagining I was gliding in the air 2 feet above the ground. The sensation became more vivid and I was inside of a dream. It was early morning and overcast in the dream. I saw some people playing in the street but I did not approach them. I was trying to summon my dream guide but they never appeared.

I'm always at an impasse of what to do once I get inside the dream and stabilize it.

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Had some lucid moment in front of a mirror, but then lose it. I hate my clothes and look, so I make magically appear a gorgeous princess dress and then get horny with myself. I pull the dress up and expose my nether regions in the mirror and summon some dildos to play with. Some dog big hairy appears and gets on top of me and humps me. And the weird thing is I let him for a while until I realize this is kinda sick and I want it to stop. So I become lucid again and break it. I get up, go out and see some scenario I think I had dreamed of before at least twice.
There is a big group of people outside, then on a black horse comes some lady like a Queen, of whom people are afraid of. I remember from having this dream before, that she'll boss me around and I am not in the mood. So I freeze everyone and everything around, like even the birds in the sky. Some people resist a little bit my order to freeze, so I yell to them that I am in charge. When everything is totally still, I admire the details, I focus on the shapes of the clouds and then I see the International Space Station falling from the sky and smashing against a building. I go check it out up close. There is some kind of engine burning fuel and I climb on top of it, almost get burned by the flames, but make some joke about it, as I know it can't possibly hurt me.
Then I see a door behind this burning engine and I go in. Looks like an entrance to a theater, and once I get inside I am followed by Darth Vader, who stands there at the entrance, looking menacing. I run from him down a corridor that gets tighter and tighter until it becomes a tunnel and then the tunnel starts descending until it is a sliding pipe. It gets tighter and tighter, until I feel stuck and unable to get out. Plus the walls are covered in chocolate. (Looks more like I'm stuck in a sphincter ). I start digging around to remove chocolate layers from the walls until I slide down and find myself out of it. Once outside, I am in a strange locker room and hear someone discussing how they'll clean us up and then will chose 2 or 3 girls. I don't like the tone of the conversation, and try to escape through a door, but end up cornered in a room with a balcony where some guys are assessing girls like they are meat.

There is a fire in Á-dos-Loucos and firetrucks are going up the road in a long line. Then behind my mom's building, the gates of all the houses also start burning. It is clearly arson, but now all the firefighters went up the hill for the other fire, so no one can put these fires down.

Checking in at some place, like a college and then hostel. The procedure involves interviews and putting applicants interacting in small groups. I pass and I am admitted without hassle. But later on I pass by the admission area and there is an enormous queue and everyone is complaining about the time it takes. Bad Wolf is among them and I have this fuzzy feeling of having him being my colleague again. I picture us becoming bf and gf and marrying and me owning half of his business. When everyone is checked in, we take a field trip and we get to meet each other and assess each other. When we debate whom we seem to connect to and whom we think will end up fighting, I say I don't fear anybody in the group because I could handle them all, since I noticed we are all about the same size (males and females alike).
We have a quick lunch at the hostel, but some prefer going back to our college as the options there are better. We eat a soup and then some pastry. I then need to go to toilet and it is a unisex with two stalls and very little privacy. David the Kid is also rushing to the toilet, so I tell him to go first and instead I go look through a window on the corridor, with view over a lake on the back of the building. I spot 3 toads who change colors. Some are white with black patterns and another is blue and green and when they spot me they all turn brownish and dive into the muddy waters camouflaged. I find them awesome and then tell David about it but he tries to spot them and can't.
We join an afternoon activity with our hosts. They take us to the back of a local meat processing plant and show us how they observe the workers conditions and denounce them. They sometimes make live vigils, often they end up dumpsterdiving and salvage lots of meat. Back at the hostel they explain they are really into meat eating not only because they get a lot for free, but they believe they need it and start telling individual stories of some of them who became strong and other BS because of their meat diet. I feel it's time to go away or else I'll end up disrespecting our hosts. So I get up with a colleague and we say thank you for your hospitality but we are leaving. I go back to the room we were supposed to stay for a night and I pick up my bags and lots of electronics and headphones we brought in for some reason.
I go down to the lobby with my colleague and she asks me to do the checkout with her right away, because we have a ride. But I find they have a really nice library on the ground floor. Some guy approaches me rudely asking for help and I reply that I don't work there. He says "ok, but you study and stay here, right? I need some info about this book about Angola" I say no, that I am a biologist for many years and notice some incongruity in what I am saying. But then Marta P. comes to us, presents herself as the librarian and offers to help the dude.

I relax my body, staying aware as a dream scene slowly starts to form. I find myself within my home, and float out through the front doors. I take in an autumn scene of the front yard and float up about twenty feet and continue floating down the street with my arms stretched out. Visually, the scene is amazing, with bright autumn colors displaying in full vividness through the leaves. I look left and right at all the intricately designed brick houses as I float down the street, remembering back to the street layout in past lucid dreams, and considering if I should enter one of the approaching houses. Each design is very different with some more mystical yet others more macabre. I decide not to enter yet, and drift further down the road. The road becomes a bit more dim and I notice a Buddhist theme front yard on my left, and more of an abandoned look to the houses on the right. I decide to enter one of the upcoming houses, and drift yet a bit farther, yet the dream quickly fades and I wake up.

Random lucid after unintentional WBTB. Slept ~6.5 hours, awake for an hour, then fell back asleep...

The dream started non-lucid, with me walking around some village by the sea. Somehow my awareness was increasing throughout, and at some point rational thought caught up with the knowledge of being in a dream that I already had for some time at this point. I kinda awoke into the dream, now with my waking-life-like consciousness present, inside the brightness of the dream surroundings. The whole scene seemed strangely permeable, I could have just chosen to wake up but I wanted to try and stay. To stabilize I kneed down and engaged my senses. To my right there were people walking along the promenade, in front of me there was something like a sandbox. I let my hands run through the sand and once again, I was astonished how real this mind-made representation can feel. Using my hands as a shovel I picked up some sand and closely examined it. I could see every miniscule stone; most of them being of a white color but some also dark. While I was focused on this stuff immediate in front of me, I realized that the world around me was quite unstable and seemed to change shape all the time. I clenched my left hand and let the sand run down slowly. It seemed that I could feel every single grain of sand leave my hand. By now, the dream was very stable and I was fully aware.

I went along the promenade and towards the sea. There sat a friend of mine with her son (who seemed to have some kind of disability) playing at the beach. Somehow I, too, had acquired a small child on the way (which I didn't really question - despite my lucidity). I considered what to do now and found that I'd like to go swimming. Though I knew this to be a dream I still felt somewhat responsible for the child and so I asked my friend to keep an eye on him. She agreed and I dove into the water straight away. Reminding myself that this is a dream I continued to swim and breath underwater. It was pretty difficult though because some kind of force was pulling me up and also holding me back. I struggled against it and finally freed myself somewhat. I kept swimming further but at some point the surroundings dissolved and I woke up.

Writer's note: I mean no offense to Muslims

Last night I had this weird dream. Once again I was in something that looked like my church but certainly wasn't my church. For one thing in the upstairs hall, me and a number of other people (don't know how many), were chained but only our hands(?) and legs were. And from what I can remember is that the legs chain were connect by chains to a sort of anchor thing on the floor (but it looked like grey square space with a bend thing on top). I think at the beginging everyone was sitting up. But an unknown person told us to lie down on our front so we looked like in a similar but not similar position to have Muslims pray in Mosques but not quiet. We hear some noise coming from what would be West main door and I think people were fighting . I'm not sure exactly what happened next but I do remember I was freed at some point, and somehow i got myself a small wooden sword. Someone who looked like the one of the "new" Bible Camper leaders (ok she and another new BCL who are not new anymore, but I'm just saying that to differenate her from the old ones) but wasn't her chased me into the small library the "church" had (like I said the outlay of the building looked exactly like my church but wasn't) and I think she chased me into the elevator, which someones were also figthing in (and the 3rd person like myself also had a wooden sword). But I woke up to go to the bathroom

On Thursday night I had a werid dream. I don't know excatly how I got to this part of the dream but it's only part I remember. Apperently I was at the corner of my street (or something which looked like it) and I was fighting something. I didn't see what I was fighting- and at somepoint whatever I was fighting breathed fire at me or something. But it didn't burn me, I actually became fire myself since I apperently turned into a flame. But I believed I won even though I'm not sure because right before I woke up, the street corner was about as destroyed as a cities are in MCU.

The dream starts out within minecraft. I am in a birch forest and come across a decently sized house built on a hillside. Its made out of different types of wood, logs, fences and such. I look through the chests in the house and find some mostly standard minecraft stuff. Bread, wood, cobblestone, lots of iron and a few diamond tools. The owner comes up, some other Minecraft player who greets me and invites me to join the server/community/etc. I follow them a short distance down a river and find myself on the shore of the ocean where the river flows out into the ocean and there is a beach party.

I become lucid. After briefly pondering what to do, I decide to meditate within the dream. I seat myself and begin my counting technique. This results in some very interesting effects on the dream as it begins to morph between realistic and the minecraft world. The beach goers change from minecraft people to real life people. The bank of the river which I am seated next to partially morphs into a realistic appearance, resulting in the diagonal river bank of blocks to resolve as cubes of realistic and tangible dirt with green grass on top. I could run my hand through the grass and pull it up. I could run my hand along the side, bust apart the packed dirt and feel the finely formed corner of the block. I mentally get up and investigate the beach which has undergone a similar effect. The beach is made up of one meter cubes of sand. But it is real tangible sand that obeys real physical properties and is just compacted enough to retain its shape. If you disturb it it will begin to crumble and come apart into a more naturalistic form.

Normally I find dreams pertaining to video games to often be extremely dull and bland but both in the moment and in hindsight I was fascinated by this effect. I continued to meditate, hearing some form of voice say to me that I should be sure to document this dream (well here I am) and attempt to lucid dream the following night. (Well here I go...)

As I have been meditating some clouds above the beach have lingered but are slowly dissipating with each breath. The number of beachgoers seems to be dwindling as well. Then I opened my eyes and saw my IWL room. I'm not sure if I dreamed this or not but I closed them again and by some miracle managed to return to the dream for perhaps ten or fifteen more seconds before I woke up for good.

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The post-WBTB part of the night started with a failed SSILD attempt. I vaguely remember doing 3 long cycles but I think I actually only did one or one and a half and did the rest in the dream. Which was a FA on a field next to a forest and then it developed into a longer dream… nothing to write about.

Later in the morning, I found myself awake again (and reminded myself that SSILD needs to be done with the intention to expect FAs and to do a RC).
I decided to do SSILD again, this time a bit more aggressively, to survive at least 3 and ideally 4 long cycles. But it actually put me into a WILDing position - there was motion hypnagogia during the 2nd cycle (bed shaking and similar sensations).
R. was breathing loudly next to me, almost snoring. I considered using it as an anchor, but he changed position. I was doing my 3rd SSILD cycle and dreams or dreamlets were forming around me, but when I noticed them or engaged with them, they collapsed, like snapping out of a daydream. Imagining a scenario or location also didn’t work.
I wanted to change position to the other side and fall asleep. I still gave physical separation a chance, even though I felt too grounded in reality - but as expected I moved with my real body and opened my eyes for a moment.
I rolled over onto my other side and lazily did the last cycle. Knowing I wouldn't force my entry into the dream, I decided to just let go most or all of my awareness, to let my mind wander, just let the sleep come and the dream form, and to do a RC in a few minutes.
There was a short semi-sexual fantasy (1 minute max). I don’t know if it was a dream or dreamlet or just visual thoughts, I was completely passive. I ended up half-sitting on my bed.

Aren’t I in the dream already? I thought and tried to fully sit and get up. As I was getting up, my vision glitched and I thought “I did it”, not needing any RC.
I slowed down a little and touched the sheets, they were silky. That made everything much better and I got up fully. I left the room immediately.
The door to the second bedroom was bricked up. There was wallpaper around it, but there was only a wall where the door should be. And the hallway was extremely narrow, I could only just squeeze into the main part of the hallway. My first goal was to look in the mirror (in the hallway above the shoe cabinet). Almost there, I remembered that I’d wanted to look at my hands at some point (I've never used it as an RC and never examined my hands in my dreams). The front of my vision was blurry and/or my field of vision started 30-50cm away from me, I could only see my fingertips and my hands were disappearing in the fog. They were wide and strangely deformed and almost impossible to count. 6 a 3? I don't know.
Then I looked in the mirror. It was clearly me. The image was distorted, but nothing disturbing - my face was a little wider and irregular and my eyes were a little slanted, but it was undoubtedly me and I was smiling, looking happy.
I remembered that people use mirrors as portals, and since the plan today was to teleport (the main goal - to use the TV), I tried to climb into the mirror. It's small and it's high up, so I couldn't really do it, but it was obvious that there was space behind the mirror, I could stick my hand in and grab the frame from the inside.
I wanted to put in a better location, so I reached behind me for a picture, but then I got a better idea - I went through the advertising flyers on the shoe cabinet and pulled one out. It had a beautiful landscape on it - blue sea, blue sky, green hill.
I put it behind me so it would reflect in the mirror. It worked very well, the picture of the landscape filled most of the mirror and it looked realistic. I tried to climb into the mirror again, but as it was small, I got stuck and couldn't crawl any further.
As I tried to use more force to push through, the dream faded.

Two nights ago I had three dreams. I think the first dream I had was I was in some kind of store. I was looking at something (don't remember what but it was on those kind of store racks which can be spinned (like the ones you might found sunglasses, or gift cards). Two "kids" (Teens) -one was a boy and one was a a girl and I think they're wearing sunglasses with blue frames. We talked I can't remember about once, and I'm not sure what happened next but it had to do with a watch and the store's glass window got broken. All I remember is that I ended up going through the glass window, and I do remember I was in kind of a human ball while doing it. I don't think I stole a watch, but maybe I was chasing after the two kids who were?.

This dream was pretty short due to the fact I had to get up to go to the bathroom. I was a new kid in the classroom and I was talking at front about where I came,etc. And I took myself and nothing else happened (I don't remember what the teacher said or anything) due to having to wake-up for bathroom use

Last dream:
I was in a school again and they're serving hot breakfast in one of the other classrooms. When I got there (and the classroom was kind of set up like a resturuant) and I got the breakfast and it was little pancakes and huge sausages on the plate. End of dream

Spoiler upahead!

Last week I had a dream.. I don't remember all of it. But I remember in the dream, I was waking up kind of fuzzy or blurry? All I know is I could only see the outline of people around me and could hear their voices. And they're mostly men and not just any men but superheroes from Phrase 1-3 of MCU. Oh and I should mention they were "Suited up" as well so that basically was what I was seeing an outline of. But because of whom was there I could also tell I went back in time as well. But then the next part of the dream, I was in some kind of "Tony Stark Villa" (even though as I hinted, Tony is

Spoiler for spoiler Avengers:Endgame:

still alive

in my dream). The villa was kind of in the the style (but just a lot bigger and with a lot more rooms I mean when you had to fit ALL of the Avengers into it) of the "Fisher Price Original Little People A-Frame" House". Anyway, I don't know what was in the room, but I'm looking out the slidding-doors (which is what gave me the content of the A-Frame House) and the villa (or at least the part I'm in) is on a hill and it appears to be spring time (mid-spring maybe) and like not too far away from where I'm looking out and there's a sign on the hill which says something like "pregnancy ward" or something. I believe I cross the room (in the opposite direction to the sliding doors) and opened up the room's door which goes into the rest of the building. I'm not sure whom opened first, but I'm ending up staring at another Avenger (the only woman Avenger I seen in y dream) and It's Wanda (aka Scarlet Witch) across the hall.

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the A-Frame house looks like this:

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I am in a small dark room, white walls, old furniture. There is a table and two chairs and Riverstone is sitting behind the table, against the wall, with his head pending down and acting bizarre. I am lucid and try to figure if he is real or a shady DC. I say something but he is unresponsive. I tell him I know he is not real, so I am going to play with him a little bit. He then reacts, but I still can tell he is not really Riverstone and I actually feel he is becoming threatening to me. So I shrink him to the size of a bug and pick him from the floor. Now he is putting on a fight. I put him on the table and tell him it will be fine, I'll bring him back to normal size, but as I do it, he turns into a black snake and I stop resizing him, because I don't wanna face a giant black snake.
I turn away to the door and just leave. At the next room I see my dog Hachi, but also Bernardo and some other stranger dog. Hachi is happy to see me, but then the other two start fighting in the background and instead of him defending Bernardo, he joins in attacking him. I scream in horror, but then tell myself it is just a nightmare and turn away. I plunge into the wall, I wander through darkness for a while and then come out at another dark room, very much the style of the previous two. I hear noise outside the door and open it. Looks like a cprridor of some vintage looking hostel. Some kid from another room to my left is also peaking out, sleepy. Tells me something as if I am supposed to know what he is talking about. I go to the lobby and from there goes a stairway to a living room in the basement, which is full of youngsters having fun, just like som hostel I stayed in Japan once. I am not interested, so I choose to go out to the street. There is a street market, which reminds me somewhere I have been in Germany. I recognize the memory, love reliving the details. Then hear some guys talking about getting laid and whose lady from the hostel tourists they are going to bang. They spot me and start acting menacing, like they are considering to rape me, so I try to get away from them by climbing a rope that is hanging with clothes from the top of a passageway over the street, and I run up a hill. End up in another strange house, that looks abandoned, almost like a windmill, but it is inhabited by 3 girls. One looks like Natalie Portman. They are nice and invite me in. They are having like a slumber party, all lounging over a bed and sharing chocolates while talking about this and that. They offer me chocolate, I say no and they find strange. So then I go on and on explaining my aversion to choclate since I was little.