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So another dream fragment last night. This time I was in some sort of concrete tunnel, and it was GURGANTUAN. An I was just sitting there minding my own business in the middle of this huge, dark tunnel. The weird thing is I was totally calm, siiting with my legs crossed just chillin. Weird right? Never to mind that I could see the walls of the tunnel, as if there was a light somewhere.

P.S. according to a dream dictionary this means my subconscious is trying to show me that I am in a state of transition, or that this tunnel leads to my innermost feelings and thoughts.

I did not MILD last night or the night before as I was taking a break.

In conclusion, very vivid. I am surprised that I did not RC at any time during that. Especially at the end. Well, there's always tomorrow.

2/14/2016

I was at school talking to someone in the front office. I do not know what, but then I realise that I have to walk to college soon. It’s time to go. I tell them that I might be late and they chuckle. I start to walk out and on my way to college. While walking, someone from school catches up to me and their friend as well. We start to walk wherever we might go. Suddenly, I am not walking to school anymore, but somewhere else. I do not consciously realise this, but I am fine with it apparently. We are now in a wooded area with a road next to us. We are talking about random things. One of the people that I am walking with has a large shotgun. I am not worried because I trust him with it and he knows what he’s doing. I no longer realise that we are no longer on the way to our original destination. He was shooting random things with his gun, along with a bird that we walk by after he shot. We would have to hide the gun everytime that someone went by in a car. So we wouldn’t get caught. At one point I was ahold of the gun and there was a State Trooper ahead and I was worried that we’d get caught. We didn’t but it was close. Then, I realise that I need to turn around to get to college. I tell them and they are cool with it, they will no longer follow me as they are going somewhere unknown to me. I start to run as not to be late and I am now running towards this mass of interstates. I mean like 5, 6-lane interstates, huge. I am now running up this incline that is muddy and I realise that I have 3 knives in my hand. I throw them down farther in the ditch and I slip in the mud and end up with a lot of mud on my hands. I am at this point not thinking about going to college, but I know very unhappy and getting so dirty. There is a State Trooper, Crown Vic sitting there facing the other way as though they might catch someone speeding. I run by them and they ask if I need a ride. I walk up to the drivers door and open saying I don’t want to drive. They ask if I want to drive, but I say no as I might crash it. There are 3 women in the car, all State Troopers. They seem nice and, of course, they are state troopers so they are safe. There is no real exchange as to where I need to go but they start to drive in the opposite direction of traffic. Then, dreamlike magically, the flow of traffic changes so we don’t die. No one is talking accept the driver of the Crown Vic. They are watching traffic for lawbreakers and troublemakers. I was thinking that it would be really cool to be in some form of a chase, and soon enough, there is someone in a small transporting truck that is speeding and driving erratically. The trooper notices it and starts to chase. We weave through traffic as the truck driver realises that he was caught. He speeds astronomically up and gets away from us for a while. We enter a tunnel of some sort and the driver does not seem worried. They know what to do and are calm. We wait for the truck driver to come back out the way, which he does. We chase him back out of the tunnel, now he comes back and we manage to get him. The driver or the other two troopers have not called for backup. So we are alone on this interstate in this dimly lit tunnel with a crazy driver and many people walking around and other cars. It seems as though there is a mall here. We don’t want to hit someone. The driver has now crashed and the driver of our car is out of the car shouting orders at the truck driver. He complies. Then, all of the sudden, he starts to get beaten to a pulp by my driver. Except that my driver is still a good 50 feet away from the truck driver. I am displeased by this and know that it’s not real (RC right now DAMNIT) but I see this guy get killed right there. The job is done. Everyone returns to normal. It ends.

No LD’s tonight.

I'm in a rainforest, everything is dark green, from the foilage to the moss-covered trunks, the trees high enough that the sky is reduced to small swatch of grey between the branchs. There are grooves on the ground, incovering dark, red-tinged dirt. The path I'm walking on is narrow, cramped by the flora. It smells cold, like frozen stones and wet dirt. At the end of the path I find a clearing, with a herd of baie horses. There's lots of them, enough that the clearing feels overcrowned, claustrophobic. They aren't big or tall horses; I would call them ponies, but they don't have that king of build. I feel uneasy in the middle of them, nervous and restless.

Spoiler for you are what you eat:

I still walk in a little deeper in the herd, and I find a foal, that seem to be grazing. I look down and it's not grazing; it's nimbling on a horse leg, the bone at the top gleaming in the gray light, the flesh very red and wet with blood. The foal have sharp, flat teeths, and its tongue makes a grinding sound on the skin of the leg. Its nimbling makes the leg move at the joints, the hoof twitching. Looking around, I an see the dead horse it belongs to, a baie one. It's partially eviscerated, other horses eating off the carcass, ripping pieces of flesh and slowly masticating, big dark eyes waiting.

I take a small step back, and suddently I'm surrounded with other horses; they are taller, with a more heavy build; golden palomino, with a bleached blond mane and light gold pelt; event their hooves are light-colored. The one closer to me stomps the ground, and I can feel it shake; the baie horses nicker and steps back, shaking their heads. I can feel the heat radiating from the golden horses, engulfing me. The one closer to me is holding its head at eyes level with me; it's eyes are black, fringed with almost white lashes.
I am holding a silver thing that looks like a big spoon or a laddle. I bang it against a nearby trunk; it makes the same kind of sound that the hoof stomping, but mutch deeper, the vibration rippling through me and the clearing. The baie horses step sharply back, shaking their heads and tails as if bothered by flies. I do it again, and they flee. The golden horses flood the clearing, and the light sees to be a little clearer.

I'm in a house overlooking the forest, with a woman and her very young daughter. The little girl starts complaining about tummy aches, before blunting out "I'm having twins!" the mother freaks out, but I somehow know that the one having twins is one of the golden mares. It seem to calm down the woman, and get go downstairs. The kitchen is flush with the forest, and there are horses wairing for us. I search the frige and get two apples out, handing the biggest one to the woman. She's nervous, afraid that the mare will chomp her fingers. I show her how to give them the fruit, making my hand nice and flat with the apple in my palm. The horse I'm offering it to take a big bite out of it, chew a little then come back for the rest, its nose soft and velvety. I hear the loud craking sound of the apple being chewed up and there's some crumbs in my hand. I brushes them off and see that the woman managed to give her apple to the other horse just fine.
We mash somes medicinals herbs and clay together and looks for the pregnant mare. It turned into a young woman, and her belly is so huge she can't move from the bed she's sitting on. I give her the mix, and she start covering her swollen stomatch with it, sighing in relief. Her skin is so streched I can see her veins running under, and the pulse of the blood in it.

I took dream leaf again, the alternative method really seems to work for me. Take a red pill the previous night and then the next night (which was last night) take the blue pill right before bed and then dream. I had a series of dreams, some of them repeated but there was something a little different each time so here we go.

1st dream: I hanged out with a childhood friend named Jet and another friend (who I knew in the dream world but not in the real world) we were kid of offroading with a jeep somewhere out in the boonies and it lasting long enough for day to turn to night, around night time I pulled out my phone and explained I wanted to record what we were doing and we came across this large mountain, it was sitll in the distance but it turns out to be a Volcano and it erupted and large amounts of black smoke and very hot stones poured out of it and they kept we kept driving toward it and a very hot rock landed on my stomach and it burned and I said to turn around and we did. We had to do something and take a drug test later the next day but we decided to get really really high anyway (weed people calm down) and so we went for the drug test still very high and there were a lot of people who had to do it but this test was different then normal drug tests we had to sit at a desk and spit into a test tube but not only that we had to put a manikin arm in the tube and it would change colors depending on if we were high or not and also it would inscribe in the arm our names and birthdays. For some reason it enscribed the wrong birthday (my real birthday is Jan 16th 1996, but it said Jan 16th 1949) and trust me, in my dream I was still my young self. The guy next to me was for some reason FaZe Apex and we talked a little bit and my arm started to change colors very fast and it was like neon weird colors and Apex said "this guy is still really high wtf" and it got to a point where everyone was trying to take the test tube away because I was sitting there staring at the changing colors for a long time, I said hold on and I put it down and my dream ended.

I had two lucid dreams but neither of them lasted very long, for some reason I would realize I am dreaming but before I could change anything I would wake up in a different dream and the thing that makes it even more weird is I was thinking about lucid dreaming WHILE I WAS DREAMING and I didn't recognize that I was dreaming in most of my dreams.

1st dream repeat: This one was about going offroading again in the open jeep but instead of my childhood friend it was one of my current best friends (lets call him Alex) and the other dude was the same, I didn't know his name but somehow we were friends. We had to run down this large hill to get to the jeep and it turned into a race so what I did was I jumped off part of the cliff instead and I had that suit that can make a person glide down, it had like flying squirl arms and legs and I flew over Alex and I was like "I am winning!" Both of my friends said I was nuts but I pulled the parachute last minute and landed perfectly next to the Jeep. I got in the passenger and Alex got in the back we drove around a lot and as day turned into night I started recording on my phone again, this time there was no Volcano but we got into a clearing in a wooded area and we stopped, at this point I realized I was dreaming and I just said "You know, you guys are my best friends." I didn't get a response because when I turned around they were gone and I was alone by myself and Darkness started to envelope my world and my dream ended. I think the part of me that is so very alone started to kick in once I realized I was dreaming and it took away my friends and said "you don't deserve to be happy, you don't deserve to be with friends."

2nd dream, it was very short, I woke up and I was a kid sitting in a bus with other kids and we were going on a field trip, I talked about my dreams but every other kid was mean and was a bully to me. I didn't let it bother me and I just woke up in a different dream. which was another repeat of dream 1.

So last night was different. Usually I don't have dream fragments, I either dream or I don't ( or rather I don't remember it). In any case, last night I drempt about a hallway and I don't remember anything else besides the hallway. It wasn't scary I was just there. Interesting right? Oh well, more hopes for the next night I suppose.

Suits
Donna and Rachel from Suits are in a car together. Donna is the one who is driving. The steering wheel is on the left side. I think it's evening already. I see the whole scene developing from the front of the car, as if there's a camera on the dashboard. They're talking about how Rachel doesn't love Mike anymore. She is fiddling with her engagement/wedding ring. I think it's Donna who mentions that Mike also doesn't love her anymore. Rachel is relieved by this news. This will make the break up so much easier. Rachel and Donna kiss for a moment. I think to myself that that's a stupid idea as Donna is driving. They swerve and the car ends up running into a building.

Talking hamster
I'm not too sure about the details anymore. I'm in a house which is supposed to be my cousin Xen's house. She's got a hamster which is really small and I end up befriending it. It sits on my shoulder close to my left ear and I can feel it nibble sometimes. The hamster is able to talk. It talks to me in Indonesian! We talk back and forward a bit. My mom and I think also my cousin probably think that I'm crazy. I want my cousin to treat the hamster better now that I've befriended it. I want to prove to them that I'm not crazy and that he can really speak. I consider having him talk to them, but for some reason that's not what I do. I also consider putting on a blindfold and turning my back to my family. They can then raise a number of fingers and the hamster can tell me how many fingers they raised and I can tell them, which should provide proof. Then I consider the fact that the hamster doesn't know how to count. Ok I'll just raise a number of fingers as well and the hamster can tell me when my hand matches that of my family member.

Haram
I'm sitting in class. It's pretty full. To the left of me is a group mate for an assignment. She is wearing her hijab and she slowly but increasingly starts arguing with the teacher, who is also wearing a hijab. The arguing gets worse and worse, with my group mate calling the teacher haram. The teacher manages to 'out argue' my group mate. Throughout the argument I think about how stupid it is to argue like that with the teacher, as she still has to grade us. Eventually the teacher says she'll solve the problem by not allowing her to join the class anymore. I ask another classmate if she can even do that. I'm also wondering if it's just her that's banned from the class or our entire group.

I've had this reoccuring dream for a few years now about a young man (pale, green eyes, good muscle tone, all in all attractive.) An until here lately I didn't think anything of it, until the specific details of my dreams drastically changed. Lately, whenever I have this dream the young man will tell me not to fear, to be patient, and he and I will soon meet. So, dream interpreters, I ask you what in the dickens is my unconscious trying to tell me? For someone of my age (I am incredably young) I would probably tell them to just enjoy the dream and never mind the details becuase the unconscious is a very fickle person all in its own. But the sudden change from unrealistic to incredably realistic seems to serve a very interesting purpose. Now I have done some research and unfortunatley, they all involve soulmates or something of the like. Which is bizarre in its own right and I'd like to stay away from that circus as much as possible. But please if you feel confident in your explanation, do share, even if it is as bizarre as this description.

MILD day 4

Did not notice that I woke up at usual 02:00, but I do remember a dream from that time.
Woke up at 03:00 and wrote down dreams and practised WILD. Did not work very well. I only saw a little HI, but there was not much else going on.
Alarm and daily routine.

In conclusion, bit of weird night. I remembered a dream from initial REM cycle awakening but could not remember waking up. I remembered at second awakening. Rest was pretty usual. Not much happening. Contemplating repeating mantra throughout the day.

2/12/2016

I was at my summer cottage. It was summer and I was there with my cousins. We were on the shore (it’s a rocky shore so no sand) and we were contemplating going to our dock. So we did, I followed my cousins on the dock and one of them started to complain that they always have to follow in the others’ footsteps. I did agree and that she did not have to follow her all of the time. We were walking onto the dock (which was not right, it was off from what it was from the normal) we walked to the end and they just seem to disappear and I am now back at the shore. Looking out at the lake (Green Bay) looking at boats that are out there. Something that I usually like to do. Then it started to get cloudy and dark, I knew that a storm was coming. The sky darkened and it started to rain. Boats were starting to go back to where they came from. There was a problem, the boats that were out there turned out to be inflatable when I looked closer at them. They had trouble coming into shore. I did not try to help, I only observed. I had no specific feeling. I could not see people, but I could see that the boats were failing to stay afloat. There were only a few actual boats out there that were mechanical, they were rushing back. The storm got worse. Then the boats started to disappear, soon the storm was starting to be over and I could see sunlight in the distance. It ends.

I was at school, there was some sort of an open house going on. There were people all over the place and I was not stuck in a specific class. I was walking to the Science room and there was something about ships, but I walked back out and went to the lunchroom. I saw how people were performing serving lunch and I was pleased. It ends.

No LD’s tonight.

11/2/16:
I was in a sort of Harry Potter universe, hiding away in a log cabin in the woods with a girl like Hermione. I think she had committed some sort of crime and so was being hunted down by the government/police so I was helping her hide. I had given my invisibility cloak to her to use and I had some sort of spell which made me invisible to use on myself in case we were found. The log cabin was quite small, similar to a cheap motel place with a tiny bedroom opening onto a kitchen/lounge room combined, and there were holes everywhere, including one in the roof of the bedroom where water was dripping in. Overall it wasn't a fantastic state of affairs. A few times we got into close calls and had to hide with invisibility, however each time there was nothing there, just our paranoia.

We decided to fly out to the city for recon and to see if we were still being hunted. We got our broomsticks (or maybe used a flying spell I'm not sure) with our respective invisibility devices and flew out of the forest towards the city. It was a large city on the bay, sort of a colonial Spanish style and similar in layout to Miami. There were 4 main districts of the city according to my map, one large residential one on the right horn of the bay, a smaller business one at the deep part of the bay, an olde town place behind the cbd and a slum or something broken up to the left of that. We flew over the city for a while and then dropped in to the olde town area, near n ancient stone monument. Still invisible, I crouched next to a large tree and listened to two guards talk as they were doing their rounds about the monument and tourists. They were talking about us as fugitives and how they were closing in on where we were. I'm not too sure what happened here, but I think either myself or my companion was spotted briefly, so I ran back to grab her and we flew back home, invisible once again but now they knew roughly where we were.

When we returned we took extra precautions to not get found before going to sleep. I woke up early in the morning, watching the water drop from the hole onto the floor, when I suddenly realised that we might be getting found out right now! I tried to wake up my companion and get our invisibility gear, but when we walked out the door guards filled the driveway. We hadn't put our invisibility stuff on before we stepped outside, so the guards rushed to catch my companion and I slowly walked towards them with my hands up, numb with shock. They took me and told me I wasn't in too much trouble, as I was simply an accomplice or being held against my will or something like that. They also informed me that they were Russians who had been searching for us for a long time. They loaded me up onto a helicopter and we flew back towards the city. On the way there the guards made me wear this strange mask, similar to an oculus rift, which made my vision of the city very strange, I'm not sure why they made me wear it. The dream ended about here.

Fragment: Something about me wearing different kinds of shoes. I think there was some more I dreamt but it slipped away as I woke up.

I had a dream where someone stole my wallet or my credit card information at least. they used it to the last cent. they kept hitting it with one cent and then 101 dollars

MILD day 3

Did my mantra before sleeping.
Woke up at usual 2:00. Did mantra again.
Woke up about an hour later. I think I practised my mantra, but I do not know for sure.
Woke up again, thought about FILD'ing, but then I rolled over and had to use the bathroom. Bye bye FILD.
I think I woke up another time. Don't remember, though.
Alarm and daily routine.

Note: I did dream about DJ'ing. Is that a good sign? I don't really know, but I do know that I have never dreamed about that before. So I would only assume that it's a step in the right direction.

In conclusion. This night was a success although I don't think it was. For some reason, I have been extremely tired lately. Perhaps it's school and I just have to get used to it, or I actually need more sleep. I will be going to sleep earlier tonight to see what happens.

2/11/2016

I was sort of looking below to this type of castle. As if it was a miniature version of a big one. I was in a room, but I do not know what room. When I went to look inside of the door of the castle I saw my Dads dog having fun in there running around the walls. It ends.

I was in the cafeteria of my school. There were far too many people than what it usually has. I was walking by this table and then when someone was looking at me, they said hey Juan. I got mad at first and confronted them. They did not seem to notice me and they were actually looking behind me at a guy actually named Juan. I looked at felt stupid and tried to play it off. Then I trudged through the crowd of people to sit down where I normally don’t sit. Usually, everyone has their table they sit at and where they sit at the table. In this dream that was messed up, as well as there being people that I did not even know. I was sitting there rather uncomfortably as I was on the edge. It ends.

I was sitting in study hall, then apparently I was writing in a dream journal. (I hope this means that I am getting closer to LDing!) I do not know what dream, but it felt as if it was a class assignment and I was just writing in it to get it done. (As I do for a lot of things in school.) It ends.

No LD’s tonight.

It begins as I'm walking down the road at night with two women i know, I start making out with the brunette one. A hatchback full of guys pulls up. I get bundled into the back seat with a sack over my head and presumably am knocked out. I wake up kneeling on the floor in a house that is unfamiliar, I have the bag taken off my head.
I proceed to ask them why they are doing this, i get no answer all of them are silent in an eerie sort of way.
The man closest to me pulls out a pistol, strangely enough I push my own head onto the pistol and say 'come on just do it'.
The man fires the gun, I fall back onto the floor.

There is no blackness I'm just laying there on my back with my head tilted to the side staring at the wall. I can see the blood pooling beneath me but i just cant move. I keep staring into space for a few seconds then wake up terrified.

I've recently been quite terrified of this dream as some of my previously vivid dreams have somewhat come true.
Could anyone explain the meaning behind this dream? I would be grateful.

Non lucid, but super fun rpg-ish kinda thing! I'm a little foggy on the order of events, as dreams tend to have that non-linear thing going for them anyway. I'll try my best to make it make sense for us all. There's going to be a Part I and a Part II. The two parts are only slightly related, but can stand separately, in case you want to read one or the other but not both.

PART I - The Cube, the Sphere, and the Triangle

I have no memory of my sister's name, or mine. Just her boyfriend, Charlie. They met at a Ramen Noodle house and fell in love and started dating. Charlie was a scientist, and he was working on inventing something that was pretty controversial. Meaning everyone either believed he couldn't do it, or that he shouldn't do it. My sister unfortunately, was occasionally on the "shouldn't" do it team. Not because she really felt that, but because she was bipolar bat shit crazy. Half the time she was my sweet, smart, pretty, blonde older sister who I looked up to. But then she'd randomly spaz out and get these fits of paranoid delusions and try to start attacking people. Charlie and I started to get a little closer about the time my sister started trying to attack him with syringes.

Why my sister went cray cray: I don't recall my past, but I believe I was raised by our parents. In England. Because I had an English accent in the dream (don't laugh) but hers was American. She was kidnapped as a child by a freaky American woman who claimed to be her Aunt Ruth (<< I remember it was a name that started with R). Sweet Aunty Ruth told my sister that she (my sister) was brain damaged. She wasn't really, but she grew up believing it. I don't know how or when we were reunited, but the damage had been done. Most of the time she was normal, but you never knew when she'd have one of these fits, or what would trigger it.

Charlie was almost done with this project, that was basically a tiny but powerful apparatus. It reminded me of that thing Doctor Oct was trying to make in Spiderman. But instead of this thing having the same power as a small star, it had the capability of producing massive quantities of water. Oh yeah, there was a water shortage on earth. Charlie set it up in a park, hoping to help keep all the plants and animals there alive, and then see how green things could get from it. It's hard to describe, but he set this little shiny metal box inside a giant clear sphere. The sphere was full of teeny holes. When the box was clicked to "ON" I guess haha, it just exploded with water. Once the sphere filled with water, the force of it shot out through all the tiny holes in very fine sprays. And there was some electricity involved because I remember he turned it on at night, and the water reflected all these different colored lights. It was AWESOME I wish I could draw it. It looked like a very fancy water fountain installation, except the water came from itself.

My sister had tried to stop him at the apartment we 3 lived in earlier that day. She attacked him with syringes and he fought her off. She ran off and we hadn't seen her since. So I went with him to the water installation site because I believed in it, and him ofc (yeah you know where this is going). The sphere put out sooo much water, that it began to form a small creek that was moving downward through the park. I grabbed Charlie's hand and pulled him into a run, so I could find where the water was headed. It was already connecting to the town river, which had been dried up for ages. He said it was better than he had planned, and I felt proud In retrospect, I sure hope the cube had an "OFF" switch

Later on Charlie and I were back in the apartment, waiting for my sister. We talked about her past and stuff, and he seemed to have an unspoken forfeiting despair about her. Or was that just wishful thinking. Hey it's MY dream We stayed up a while, and I remember him trying to do some experiments on the drugs in the syringes she was attacking him with. Turns out they were tranquilizers. Where on earth did she get those? Anyway, we both laid down on opposite sides of the same bed. I think it was my bed, yeah it was, because my phone and charger were on my bedside. We both fell asleep, but my phone went off at 5am, and I swear that this was a glitch alarm. It went off and Siri said "It is 5am, and you need a massage." "Charlie, I swear that this is a glitch on my phone, I didn't make it do that." He just laughed and started rubbing my back anyway. A moment of silence please while I recall the massage ............

It was not the kind of massage that you give to your girlfriend's little sister, I don't care HOW crazy she is. But I was the one who supported him and believed in his work, and you were the one attacking him with needles then running off.. [shrugs]. Neither of us said a word, he just kept rubbing my shoulders and back, while we laid on our sides, and I kinda kept scooting closer, and so did he, until we were practically spooning. Then he stopped, and took one of my hands and just held it over the covers. BUT he held it over the part of the covers where is tra-la-laaa was. And I could tell that the massage had an effect on him too, and he was making me painfully aware of it. Many times. I rolled over and laid on his chest, and wound my fingers around the elastic band of his boxers, but went no further than that. His heart was pounding in my ears. It was too much, I felt guilty. So I got up and so did he, and we sat at the breakfast table playing with blocks, waiting for my sister still. I got sleepy after a while and decided to go back to bed. I kissed him on the back of his neck and that was the last time I saw him. Because after I went to the bathroom (didn't go back to bed), and put on this amazing costume and did my hair and makeup, I went back to the kitchen and he was gone.

Part II starts out as me looking for Charlie, but ends up being something quite different.

Part II - I'm an Ancient Wizard on a Mission

Charlie was gone, which was too damn bad because I looked crunk! I was wearing a dress that looked like something Arwen would have worn. Lots of dark maroon crushed velvet and black lacey stuff. My hair was down, dark red and all the way down my back. I looked like some kind of ancient sorceress. No idea why I did this, but I believed I WAS an ancient sorceress too. I guess crazy runs in the family. I left the apartment and was now in a huge fancy hotel. I felt like a wizard in the wrong time. I was confused by elevators and phones. But I managed to find my way to the lowest level bar, which was decorated to look like something from the dark ages. It was as if the hotel was holding a convention for LOTR, because folks were dressed that way there as well. Ahhh! My kind of people. Maybe they know where Charlie went. I walked around the bar, and people looked at me with mixed fear and interest. I got a few wolf whistles and ended up shoving an approaching man away from me with magic. No Charlie here..

There was a section of the bar roped off for VIPs, but at the time, I didn't know what VIP meant. I just knew that there was more bar to search for Charlie. It just had one guard, so what. "Ma'am this section is restricted for.."
"I LIVE HERE!!!!!" I opened the door furiously with more magic, and he let me by. There weren't many folks in this bar, and none of them were Charlie. I asked a waitress if she had seen him, and she said she hadn't, but if I would like she could contact me. All she needed was my cell number or an email (wtf is a cell phone or an email?) "Not necessary, I will be back." (Cue Terminator Theme) I walked around a bit more and one guy had a pet wolf. The wolf ran up to me growling, but before it could attack, I tamed him with a thought. Then he wouldn't leave my side until I decided to go. I gave some verbal command in a made up language, and he ran back to his master. As I tried to leave, my foot got caught in a phone cord. "Damn you 21st century!!!" I hissed. I tried to hang it back up the way it was, but you could still hear the dial tone. I just looked at the waitress and said, "It appears to be broken." And then I left. Had some trouble with the elevators then woke up.

Charlie was played by none other than the very handsome Paul Greene:



Ahhhhh.... thank you subC.

The dream started with me moving to a new home with a dream friend. My luggage arrived at night of my first day there.
They laid it in the snow on my front lawn. (the visual reminded me how some movies i've watched where dead bodies are arranged in the snow.
like all dirty and bloody in crisp freezing ice.)
I went to pick it up, and almost all the cases were damaged with holes/opened.
A cat had rummuged through one of the bags and pulled out a lot of items to create some sort of shrine in a whole in the ground.
I shined my phone light on it, the hole led to separate tunnels. Fruits and random things glowing warm red light sitting everywhere.
Didn't want to touch because cat was crazy. Took luggage into my seperate garage/shed. Girl was standing in the room terrified and yelling.
Floors and walls absolutely covered in blood, pictures of girls laying on the floor. I wasn't concerned about it.
I told her to chill out and tried to leave, a "ghost" was holding the door shut. I got it open.

Now I'm in an old house redesigned as a baseball museum, with some friends. We're drinking and messing with all the displays.
We steal some stuff, good time. I return the next night and everyone is acting weird around me, like i had done something unspeakable.
I had cocain in my pocket but no one knew about it, and i decided not to tell them.
A friend from highschool appeared in a real sexy/90's outfit and asked if i wanted to go to a different party.
we left but i never told anyone about the cocain.



i remember the visual of the freezing cat shrine very well, magnificentenenet.

I was running around a building trying to get out to a car that me and 3 other guys had arrived in, the car was a ford torrus and the kid had used the turrus as an alias. Anyway a bunch of stuff happened there was a stage and there were mushrooms and a security guard chasing me. I felt like I couldn't run anymore, my legs were tired, I thought "this is how dream running is but for some reason I didnt realize I was dreaming beyond that". I made it back to the car and that is when I realized the alias and the situation.

The next place I was at was gpas old house and we were shoveling snow around his garden which is grass, I was with my cousin Pat and Matt and my brother sam and maybe Katie. They had a sketchy backpack with beer in it and something else and they had their girlfriends coming over. We were in the garage when the sketchy back pack came out and thats about all I remember.