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I stand in the middle of the platform, with the gate in front of me and Silver, Yuya and Shinave behind me.
I hold out my left hand against the gate, and give it a slight burst of energy.
Some engravings on it light up. I focus on the templars, and sure enough a connection is made to a gate right next to them.
A portal forms inside the gate in a dark purple color.
The doors are open, they can simply walk in now.
I'm nervous.



After a rather tense minute, some shapes finally emerge from the portal. Templars.
All 12 of them. This is it.
They all appear to be rather calm.
Then again, why wouldn't they? It's not like we'd stand a chance in a fair fight.

Finally, one of them addresses me. And to my surprise he looks somewhat different than the other templars.
He isn't wearing a helm, and his weapon of choice seems to be a sword rather than a lance.
How curious. Do the templars have some sort of leader after all?

"Oh dragon... It's unfortunate that you have resisted your death for this long."
"But I see you have finally seen the light."
"I respect that you stand here, offering to sacrifice yourself in exchange for the life of your friends."
"It is not an action that I would have expected from a dragon."

Oh.
That assumption sort of makes sense I guess.
The thought that we would fight them is pure insanity, yet I've shown them exactly where we are.

"Unfortunately the deal is not acceptable."

He points at Yuya.

"I'll need the life of the water goddess as well."
"Both of your lives for Teraluna. We have no interest in the others."
"Come forward and kneel down."

He wants to see the look on my face when he executes her in front of my eyes.
Typical Templar reasoning. They want a show. After all they could just charge at us and kill us all.
I turn around to look at Yuya. She's not worried at all. In fact she grins. Good.
I look back at the templar.
I stare deeply into his eyes and lough out loudly, which confuses him to some extend.
Finally the feeling of eeriness goes away.
No more anxiety. No more worries.
There is only the present now. No future to worry about.

I nod at Silver to give him the signal to activate the seal.
The symbols he has drawn on the ground grow all over the platform.



A transparent bubble surrounds all of us.
The portal generated by the gate collapses immediately, because as of right now, both gates no longer exist in the same space time continuum.
Everything within the bubble is separated from normal space and time, at least for as long as Silver keeps it up.
Nothing comes in, nothing goes out.
As far as I know, it is the ultimate spatial sealing technique. I've never seen anyone use it before.
Still, the templars do not seem alarmed. After all there's 12 of them and only 4 of us.

"And now what little dragon?"

There is complete silence now. Sound doesn't penetrate the seal.
I speak in a dark, assertive voice.

"Why, isn't it obvious?"
"I am going to kill you all"

That made him angry. He snaps his fingers and 2 templars charge at me immediately.
This is it then. This is what I've gambled everything on. Work!
Phoenix catalyst. Only once before have I drawn power directly from it, instead of using it as a catalyst to amplify my own powers.
It was when I resurrected Yuya. But of course that used up the entire catalyst. There is nothing left.
But I do use the same technique in the hopes of having understood what the orb that was given to me is.
Even though it was just an intuition. But right now, that is all I have.

The templars that charge at me do not have their lances drawn. Their goal is to push me to my knees. To put me in place.
To teach me a lesson. But I have other ideas. I propel myself forwards and slap my hands against their breastplates.
I use the technique and draw energy as hard as I can and concentrate it within my hands.

I feel some resistance. But it's like slapping your hands against a water surface. It hurts a little initially, but your hands still move straight through.
Through their breastplates. Through the bodies. I'm going straight through with my bare hands.
The lifeless remains of their bodies drop to the ground. They are not human bodies. There is no blood. It's like some sort of clay surrounded with skin.

It worked... It worked!
I can freely draw energy from the orb. My intuition was right. It is the same type of energy.
But I have no time to think about this any further.
Because the templars have now realized the danger, and 3 of them have already rushed past me towards Silver.
They want to destroy the seal, in case they need to retreat.
But Yuya is on it.
She is projecting some of her water spheres towards them.
Right before impact Shinave casts some kind of frost magic onto them, causing the spheres to erupt into ice spikes.
They are not strong enough to penetrate the armor of the templars, but they do manage to immobilize them for a moment.



I draw energy again, focus it into 3 small spheres and toss them at the templars.
Yet again, their bodies shatter on impact. They won't be able to get to Silver without dealing with me first.
Too late I realize that this is exactly what they're doing.
A lance hits me right in the stomach. I manage to blink away before by body suffers the full impact.
Another Templar is already striking me from another side.
I block his lance with my hands and give it a pulse of energy, breaking the lance in half.
I promtly throw the gained head of the lance at the Templar who previously managed to hit me in the stomach.
The lance shatters into pieces as I try to infuse it with energy, but enough of it discharges into the Templar to incapacitate him.
A few energy infused punches take care of the Templar with the broken lance.

To my surprise the remaining templars have not moved towards me at all.
4 of them stand there, emotionless, in front of their leader who is in anger.
I don't think he fully understands what just happened. 7 down, 5 to go.
And although only one of the templars displays any emotions, I don't notice an ounce of fear.

"Do you really think you can kill us all?"

I respond with an evil smile and draw my katana from its scabbard on my back.
That's right, I've been fighting you with my bare hands.

"Fine."

Some sort of growth on the leaders left arm becomes visible. It looks somewhat organic and insectoid.
Extensions reach from it to the necks of each of the templers bodies, all 11 of them.
With a motion of his left hand, the extensions retract back into his arm and all remaining templars drop dead.
All Templar bodies slowly begin to turn into something that resembles sawdust.
Suddenly, an immense amount of pressure originating from the remaining templars aura pushes against me.
I have to concentrate a small layer of energy around my body to protect it from burning up.

So much raw power. So this is why the templars were always so emotionless and their bodies so unnatural.
They were puppets controlled by this single person.
He confidently draws his own sword and begins walking towards me slowly.

"You have caused me grief, dragon. These are rather difficult to create you know."
"They have to be captured when they are but little children, then carefully raised into weapons."
"It takes such a long time, and now I have to do it all over again."

Even though right now, I have a virtually unlimited supply of energy, I am afraid of this guy.
Being in possession of this orb thing, but he is radiating so much energy naturally.

Here he comes. I draw huge amounts of energy into my katana, hoping to power through his sword.
But he merely deflects my attack, I do not manage to release the energy. This goes on for a few strikes.
Each time our swords clash he deflects it skillfully. He has the upper hand.
Then unexpectedly he charges in close, even though I haven't given him an opening.
Somehow he manages to get his blade uncomfortably close to my face and I have to blink back.

I quickly realize that I've been somewhat late. He managed to leave a small cut between my eyes.
A few more centimeters and that would have been it...

"Hmm. How odd."
"Clearly you have the energy to fight me, but you are not good enough of a swordsman to do so."
"I wonder. Years ago, you fought a Templar in the depths of hell. A fight where none of you had access to energy."
"A fight against someone who had perfected the art of sword combat."
"You do not have the skills necessary to have won that fight."

He is right. I should not have been able to do that. It is something I cannot explain.
It just happened, even though it should have been impossible.
And I can feel that this guy uses similar moves. If he hasn't perfected the art of sword combat, he is close.
I am no match for him. I cannot win in a sword fight. And the only way to discharge enough energy to deal damage to him
is through my katana.

"Also I wonder. Where does all of that energy suddenly come from?"
"You have done something rather curious indeed."

He charges at me a few more times. Fortunately I manage to deflect his attacks, but it is very close.
He just has to wait until I make a small mistake.

"And the dragon does not use his dragon powers."
"Instead he fights me with what seems to be divine energy."

I can't use it because both powers clash with each-other. It would rip me apart.
But he doesn't need to know that.
He attacks a few more times, and manages a few deep cuts into both of my shoulders and my back.

"Your time is slowly running out dragon."
"Not only will your body give in sooner or later, but that white haired friend of yours isn't going to last much longer keeping that seal up either."

Silver... He doesn't even know the proper reason he is keeping that seal up for, yet he is still giving it all hes got.
Hold out a little longer... I'll figure something out...

The templar performs a downwards strike over his shoulder, which I attempt to block directly.
He somehow angles his body in such a way that he is able to rotate around and punch me in the chest.
Even though I concentrate most of my energy into my ribs to absorb the shock, they still buckle a little under a loud crushing noise as I'm projected backwards.
I cough up some blood, but I manage to keep by defensive posture.

Due to the lung damage I decide to stop breathing entirely, and instead filter the CO2 in my blood using energy.
An easy technique, usually used to go to locations where breathing is not possible, such as underwater or planets without oxygen rich atmospheres.
I quickly repair potentially lethal damage using a variety of phoenix techniques.
My body is taking one hell of a beating, it won't last much longer.

"It is a shame that I have not found you when you were a child."
"You have so much potential, you would have made a fantastic asset."

Right as he readies another attack, something startles him to the point that he looses his focus on me.
I can feel a new presence. A dark, cold one. I look for it and spot a person that must have just appeared.
This is not possible... Nobody can enter this space as long as it is sealed. There are no tricks or techniques to circumvent interdimensional seals.
He immediately looks right at me and pronounces in a loud voice:

"Death has come for you."

As he summons an oversized pitch black scythe I understand what has happened.

"Silver, break the seal... It is no longer of any use."

The bubble surrounding the platform dissipates. Silver has to lie down from exhaustion.
Yuya and Shinave look rather worried. They know what it means when death comes for you.
He looks like a teenager. Somewhat long, black fuzzy hair. Worn and slightly torn black pants and shirt.
He's very skinny. But the scythe is what really makes it clear what he is. Death. Or a messenger of death.
I don't know the specifics behind how it works.

I try to utter the words "Not today". Because that is what you say when death comes for you.
But my voice is faint and fragile. It's not even because of the damaged lungs.
He is amused by this and laughs.

"Good one! I haven't heard that one yet. You may have just made my day."
"Seriously though, you're coming with me."

The grip on my katana loosens. I have fucked up.
This is the end. It's because I took the orb.
This orb, I don't know what exactly it is, or why it exists. All I know is that it has to do with life energy.
It plays a role in the birth of things. This is also the reason why I was able to draw power from it. It's the same type of energy as in the phoenix catalyst.
Because they are so important, each orb is assigned a guardian, so that no individual can ever obtain one.
Ironically, it is one of the guardians who gave me the orb. And she warned me that death would come for me.
I am not sure why she decided to give it to me, but I understand that I must now pay the price for having taken it.
Death acts as some sort of backup protection in case an orb is ever stolen.

In a moment of desperation I ask:

"... a minute then?"

Death looks at me a little surprised. Why would he ever agree to that? What am I even doing with another minute?
He made it clear that he is here to get me now. He looks at the templar, then back at me.
Then he shrugs.

"A minute it is."

And he sits down.
What?
Just like that?
He is completely carefree, as if he was about to grab some popcorn.

The templar laughs, realizing that he has already won.

"You fool! All I care about is your death, nothing else matters to me."
"You have just lost everything."

I know. The guardian told me.
For a moment I believed that Silvers seal would make me invisible to death, and I could use the orb without being spotted.
In retrospect, that was a rather idiotic assumption. But it is too late for remorse now.
Not like I had any alternatives anyways.
But before I go, there is one thing left to do...
Forget about the future, it is no more. There is only the present now.

"You asked me earlier how I managed to kill a man who had perfected the art of sword combat."

My voice has recovered some strength.

"Yes, I am curious about that indeed."

I remove the protective layer of aura surrounding my body and focus all of it into my katana.
Immediately I feel the pressure of the templars aura on my skin. It burns away my clothes and slowly begins to eat away at my skin.
Energy distribution in your body is a key aspect in advanced combat techniques. You can divert energy that is intended to defend your body into your attacks and vice versa.
Removing too much defensive energy leaves you without any defense.
But it's not like I have any need for that anymore.

"I admire your will, but you do not have the technique to beat me."

Yes. He can just deflect my attacks.
I open my dragon eyes, which is of course a rather self-destructing thing to do, given that my body is flooded with divine energy, which will immediately attack the dragon eyes
which are of demonic nature. I don't care.
I understand the confused look on the templars face, as the dragon eyes do not work on them.
But they are not intended for him.
I look for my own reflection in his eyes, and attempt to stare directly into my own dragon eyes.
This is something you are never supposed to do.
There is a high risk of getting lost forever.

I do it to look into my past.
Into the exact moment I fought that templar in the fires of hell.
I was but a young teenager back then. I can see it clearly now.
I walk towards the templar whilst looking at my memories at the same time.

"Back then, I had only a minute to kill the master swordman."
"And now you have a minute to do the same with me."
"I will show you exactly how I defeated him."

I begin to mimic the movements of the templar I fought against years ago.
Our swords spray sparks every time they touch. At this point it looks more like a dance than a sword fight.
He quickly realizes that he no longer has the upper hand. We are on equal terms now, and I have nothing to loose.
He changes to a more defensive style, attempting to simply outlast the minute that was given to me.
Fortunately, I require so much focus that I am completely incapable to think about what is going to happen next.
Sure enough, just before the minute runs out, I perform a combination of moves that creates an opening.
I take it without hesitation and lodge my katana firmly into his chest.

The burning sensation and the pressure emitted by the templar stops immediately.
He is visibly confused. He does not understand the mistake he made, and neither do I.
This style of combat is way too advanced for me. I merely copied what I saw.
But still, even with my sword lodged in his chest he smiles.

"It doesn't matter. I still won."

I have nothing witty to reply. He is right. His goal was that I die, and he achieved that, after all death has come for me.
I have lost. I release the energy stored within the katana and the templar bursts up in purple flames, leaving nothing behind.
I suppose this should provide some sort of relief. At least the templars are gone.
But I feel no such thing. All I feel is failure.



Death approaches me, carrying his scythe on his shoulder.
This is the end.

I went to sleep at 02:00am and had a lucid dreamer tablet before I fell asleep instead of sleeping a few hours then taking it. This worked much better for me, the dream was soooooo vivid!

Dream 1

I was at a festival, in this festival there was 3 places where you could sleep. I had this area which was really peaceful and I was lucky to get it, it was just a patch of grass with a few beds on it. Next to me was the other area, this was a huge tent but it was ruled with bikers. The area after that was a patch of gravel and it had a bunch of young people on it like 18 year olds. I walked into the bikers area and they all started attacking me. I walked out of it and went next door into the gravel area. There were some people from my school in here and they were telling me about the bikers. I was lying on a bed which was right next to bikers area and I dropped some litter accidentally which blew onto the bikers side. They all got angry and started shouting at me. They said they were calling the cleaners right now! I ran back to my area and my friend was sitting on his bed playing Ab-Soul out some portable speakers. I was like 'Yeahhhhh, good music' and started singing along.

Everything then blacked out for a second. I regained consciousness and I was in a room. I was caged in some metal electric fence. There was a big yellow keep out sign in front of me. However I wasn't alone I was with one of my friends brother, he is a lot younger than me. I look at my surroundings and try to work out how I can possibly escape. I can't jump over, I couldn't do anything. I was stuck. Outside of my metal fence there was a hall, down the bottom of this hall was a door. It swung open and 4 people come bursting into the room. I look at my friends brother and whisper to pretend that his hands are tied in the hope they let us out and we can swing a punch. They walked up to the fence. The main guy was an old man in his 60s with grey hair. He comes right close to the fence and says "Tell me where your friend is?!" My friends brother had now turned into my sister. My sister refused, she would not tell him. He told her that if she would not tell he would kill her and her family. "Just tell him!" I shout.

"No, I would rather kill myself than tell him" she turned round and ran down this what looked like a water slide (it was where they threw people down to kill them).

"NOOOOO" this guy shouts as she jumps down. She realises she doesn't want to die and climbs back out of it while she is halfway down. I think I need to see if I can escape in case I get thrown down. I jump down this black chute. I slide down this first drop where my sister got to and I try to climb back up. It wasn't working I was slipping down, I couldn't get back up. I was going to die. Water began to splurt out everywhere so it kind of turned into a water slide, a really slow one. It pushed me down, a left, right, left then there was a huge drop, at the bottom of the drop it pushed me left again then I could see the walls were getting much smaller in the distance. I come up to them pulling myself along the chute now as I'm going so slow, I enter this very claustrophobic space wishing that I would hurry up and die, I took some more corners until I seen it. There was a dead end, there was blades which were in a 10 by 10 square and on the other side of this blade was spinning blades which chop you up completely. I think I either kill myself now or die from starvation. I bring myself up to do it then realise, ITS A DREAM QUICK OPEN MY EYES and I do.

Dream 2

I was on holiday and my block of apartments was near the top of this mountain. The pool was amazing, it was surrounded by glass planes which looked over the mountain. The pool was quite busy and had lots of people in it. Good, because I felt like talking to people and so I did. I jumped in and swam to random people engaging in conversation with them. However I can't recall what we talked about now. There was a swimming race going on soon and you did it in pairs and the winner got a prize. I was paired up for someone against my school. We dived in and we were using floats for our arms. Damn, I was really slow without using them. I chucked my float out and began doing front crawl and easily won. I won a prize, which was I could have this meal which was £7.50 for free! It was some rat type thing which you could see being cooked.

Dream 3

I wrote down my dreams went toilet and back to bed and I was back at the swimming pool again. This time I had been shot in the stomach. I was being treated by the side of the poo. The gun that shot me was an 'MP2' apparently. It was only a small bullet. The man got these electrical clipper things and pulled on it. OMG it was extremely painful, like super painful. He pulled it out and I was thinking. Wow, this is a cool story to tell.

What the fuck am I doing?
I'm feeling awkward... anxious? eerie. Yes, that's the right word, eerie. I feel overwhelmingly eerie.
I don't feel the way I'm supposed to feel, given that I might loose everything, and that is immensely irritating.
And then I had the glorious idea to take that orb, which I was told would inevitably lead to my death.
I'm confused as to why I have made that choice. It seemed obvious at the time, but I just don't understand.
Perhaps it was because I am desperate. Perhaps it was to put and end to this feeling of eeriness.
Or perhaps, deep down, I know what I'm doing. Maybe. Hopefully?
One thing is for certain. The decision I've made is final. There is no going back. There is only one path left to walk.
From now on there are no more choices to be made, and that is somewhat of a relief.



I arrive on the central platform in Riven on Teraluna, where everyone is waiting for me.
The city feels abandoned. The animals have gone. I don't like it. It doesn't feel like home right now.
It's nice to see the old gang together though, although I wish it was under different circumstances.
Yuya, Shinave, Silver... even Ifrit is here? That is unexpected.
Everyone is eagerly waiting for me to explain what is going to happen next.
What am I going to say?



But then all of a sudden, looking at everyone, I gain an immense burst of confidence.
Everyone has so much confidence in me. They trust me completely. They know that we stand no chance whatsoever to survive the battle that is ahead.
But they are smiling. Well, when I say everyone, I mean everyone besides Ifrit. Clearly he doesn't want to be here.
And saying that he would have any confidence in me whatsoever is ridiculous. He hates me.

I take a deep breath. What's the plan, now that I have the orb?
Yes... that's how we're going to do it...

"Silver... do you still practice sealing techniques."
"Yes. What do you have in mind?"
"How well could you seal off this area?"
"The entire platform?"
"Yes..."
"Hmmm..."

He thinks about it for a bit.

"If focus solely on that and noting else, I can give you an interdimensional seal covering the entire platform for a few minutes..."
"15, maybe 20?"

That is impressive. I never expected him to be able to do that much. Not with such a high level sealing technique.
This might work... sort of. It's all going to depend on me.

"Alright... I have a plan."

The magic words.

"The templars are all united in the same location, scanning for our auras."
"They know the rough location of Teraluna, but even though they are immensely far away, they have not come any closer."
"This leads me to assume that they have access to a gate, and they plan on dialing in once they have our location."

Silver points at the gate on the platform we're on.

"An ancient gate?"
"Yes."
"Indeed... I suppose they are capable of using the old network. And it's not like the cities barrier will provide much protection against them."
"Using the gates they also won't waste any energy to get here... What do you want to do? Block the gate?"

Heh.

"Quite the contrary."
"Oh?"

I see some slightly confused faces.

"We're going to send them an invitation. Show them right where we are, and open the gate ourselves."

Everyones eyes are opening widely.
And then I smile.
And then everyone else smiles.
Except for Ifrit of course.

"ARE YOU FUCKING INSANE?"

I ignore him.

"When I give you the sign Silver, seal off the entire platform for as long as possible."
"Yuya, Shinave, protect Silver. The seal must not be broken."

They nod.

"Ifrit... are you in or out?"

Silence.
He draws a fire portal behind himself and turns away.
Shinave is clearly disappointed by these actions.

"You're going to run away?"

Considering that he's one of the ancient gods, that was very offensive.
But clearly he doesn't give a fuck about my opinion. I am no god. I am a lesser being.
He would have killed me long ago would it not be for Shinave to have urged him not to do so.

"Should you survive this day due to some miracle, know that I will end you."
"For what? Trying to save Teraluna while you run away?"
"It's all your fault. EVERYTHING is your fault."

Shinave intervenes. "It isn't."
He hates it. All gods should always side with him. After all he was the leader of the council of gods.
Which interestingly did actually fall apart because of me. That was my fault. In my defense though, it was beyond corrupt.

"At least I'm not hiding in the godly realm while the fate of Teraluna is decided."

His eyebrows twitch in anger and he leaves through his portal. He doesn't want to hear any more of it.

"I'm not sure what I was expecting, bringing him here."
"It was worth a try."

"So, when do we do this?" Yuya asks.
"As soon as everyone is ready. I have taken some actions that have kind of decreased the time we have left to deal with this."
"Good. Let's end this once and for all."

She smiles.
Yes. The time is now. I can feel it.
I nod at silver and he begins to prepare the seal.
He cuts into his left hand with a dagger, and draws some sort of incantation on the floor using his blood.
He then puts a bandage on it and sits down in a meditative pose.
Finally, he gives me a nod. He's ready.
Seven spheres of water appear around Yuya, who gives me the same nod.
And so does Shinave.
I summon my katana and wear it on my back, since I will no longer be able to summon it once the seal is up.
Show time.

After many weeks of having to hide my aura, I can finally power it up again.
I let the energy flow through my body freely. It feels so good. So refreshing.
I immediately sense the auras of all 12 Templars locking onto us.
Teraluna is found.

I had a dream this morning about an old friend, Rinda, who passed away not long ago. I ran into her in what looked like a giant hotel like something a convention would be held at. She reminded me of how she believed in reincarnation and was now done with somewhat of a "cooling period" and was ready to be reborn. Because I'm a lucid dreamer, she asked for my help going around and passing along her final goodbyes. I would hold her hand as we passed through a door, which would take us into a dream of the people she was imagining. I sort of just hung back, keeping the door open, and let her have her moments before we left that room and did it all over again. We must have gone through every door in that building. When it was all said and done, I got a big hug and she said something to the effect of "well, enough waiting around, I'm off to my next adventure" before walking out the front door into the light.

So, early on in the dream, it was...well, chaotic and disjointed.

I remember that there was a large forcefield around what was apparently a school. The forcefield was somewhat spherical, and spanned quite a few blocks, and had a green color to it. It apparently would vaporize anyone it touched, but not anything else, and cut into someone's house.

There was also something about nanites. Not sure what.

Then I was in some kind of theatre, or church, or something. Lots of seats facing one way. Individual seats, like in a theatre, except all on the same level.

I apparently created a clone of myself, who was right next to me. This clone sort of...shrivelled up and withered away over the next minute or so. It was...kind of disturbing.

Anyways, at the back of the large room I was in, was a relatively large, clear area. To my left was a wall, to my right was a crowd and the rest of the room.

In front of me appeared a character who was the central focus of the rest of the dream, a girl named Sofia. I still remember her appearance, too. Roughly my height, shoulder-length brown hair, blue eyes. She was wearing...I think it was a t-shirt and shorts, but I don't remember any other details about them.

I found myself at a place that was apparently my house, resembling my old home, before I moved to my current one. Where my gaming room was, which was just a sort of large alcove between two rooms, separated from the hallway from some thick curtains, was a bathroom. I remember the layout fairly well. The door opened inward and to the left. There was a bath on the left, a sink to the right, and a cupboard past the sink, also to the right. The toilet was to the left, around a slight corner behind the bath.

I found myself at the front door to this house. Unlike my old house, this one had a simple brass [or some other metal of that color] doorknob, one that you would find on a bedroom or bathroom door, as opposed to the front door.

I opened it, and here I remember the smell of fresh air and freshly-cut grass. There was a small concrete "landing," and then two steps down onto a concrete path that extended out to the road. To the left and right was a well-kept lawn. This front yard was completely different from my real one.

Sofia was there, holding one of those paper bags you use for gifts and such at parties, it was blue. And yes, it was shiny. She comes in, and we chat for a bit, and head out to the backyard.

My old house had a sunroom, this one didn't. In place of the rather large backyard my old house had, this one had a concrete patio. It was fairly bare, and there was a wooden bench, like one you would find in a park or beside a sidewalk. Sofia and I sat down on it, and continued chatting for a bit.

Then I woke up.

I actually remember how a good chunk of things felt, such as the brass doorknob, and I remember that smell.

I did not find out what was in that bag.

Went to bed at 3:30AM, woke up at 11AM and fell back asleep, waking completely at 12AM. Dream happened between 11-12

It started with some guys who would pick on our family if we didn't pay them a few thousand dollars a month (like Mafia insurance) and they would either break in and steal stuff or break things, etc. I kept insisting we take care of them with violence, either beating or killing them (I'm not exactly smart in my dreams) but my family was too scared of them.

It zoomed forward to me going up north with my dad and 3 of my friends into Canada, for a sort of vacation. After we got there (and this might not be in order, I'm reading my journal and using my memory) I went to a sort of underground asian market with my dad. We looked around at things, it was dark and somewhat crowded. They had food and random things, I accidentally bought some cigars thinking they where some kind of beef sticks or jerky, which I hid from my dad so I didn't seem like and idiot. After that I smoked one and can remember the taste. Sort of like burning hickory and a charcoal grill. It was good. Then I remember having a few more through the normal parts of the dream, each tasting the same.

But then things started getting eery and creepy. We where jetskiing on one of the lakes, it was a big blue lake surrounded by thick woods, like most in Canada, and when I got out near the center of the lake my engine died. I thought I ran out of gas or something but I had a bad feeling in my gut (yanno that really troubling panicking feeling you get for no reason?) and just sorta felt like I needed to get out of there fast.

The dream skipped to me and my friends walking down a long gravel road with thick trees to both sides. There was sort of a tension in the air since we where all kind of getting the feeling something wasn't right. It was too quiet, and too isolated. It felt claustrophobic (Which is also weird, I rarely get claustrophobic) We could hear the wind picking up. But it wasn't normal wind. It just sort of made me feel afraid, the wind didn't seem natural. We started walking faster and faster, until we picked up a jog getting actually afraid now. The faster we ran the harder the wind blew. We where sprinting now and visibly terrified, and the wind was almost like a tornado, one friend (he was chubbier and had a beard) I'll just call Paul for now, started yelling something about "<something> Stalkers!" and "the trees aren't real!". (just remembering as I write this, I don't remember feeling the wind on me, only seeing and hearing it)
We finally got to a statue (I can't remember what it was) and "Paul" had a hole maybe 2 feet deep at an angle dug, he told me I need to get in, I somehow knew the "stalkers" where after him and he was sacrificing himself to save me and my other friend, I did as told putting my head and shoulders into the hole, covering my mouth with my hands so I had a little air pocket, and felt the both of them put dirt over my back and legs covering me, I could hear the wind picking up even more and could hear him burying my other friend too

Then I woke up out of it, at 12AM

07-21-2013 -- I am walking by an apartment complex on either Hickory or Dale, where there is no apartment complex. I am more or less minding my own business, when I run into this guy who starts yelling at me. He tells me I am worthless and horrible, and he knew my mother, and my actions caused her to die in sorrow, and I ought to just go off and die, myself ... he goes on and on and on with really horrible accusations. I think back to the life my mother lived, and how old she was when she died, and how our relationship was (fine), and I can't see any reason for his accusations, and I tell him so, but he just keeps screaming at me, while I sit at this picnic table and begin to doubt myself and feel worse and worse. He finally stalks off, leaving me depressed, until a nice fellow I recognize from around the place comes up to me, asks me what is wrong, and tries to console me for a bit.

Soon I am feeling a little better, and I start to look around. I spot something that seems a little interesting: there is an empty tape box sitting next to an unlabeled tape, and the tape box says it is the first of three parts in a continuation of the Chronicles of Narnia, the first of which is about the silver throne at Cair Paravel. I instantly slide the unlabeled tape into a machine that instantly makes me a copy of it.

Soon I find myself in a family-type setting with a father and his little girl, and there is a VCR there, so I stick the tape in, wanting to watch it. There is a flash of light, and I suddenly realize. I have no idea what is on this tape. Sure, it could have been the the tape of the new Chronicles. It could also be a porno tape, just about to blare out a sex scene in front of this little girl! I violently stab at the eject button, and we see just a couple of seconds of a pair of silver boots sitting right in front of a ruby throne, before the tape ejects. I guess it was the right tape.

The father glances at me, as if to ask what's up, and I explain about the whole thing, and not being sure about what was on the tape, and even about feeling guilty for copying it. I apologize, and he looks at me like I am crazy, and decides to ignore me. He may be ignoring me, but a Narnian dwarf suddenly appears in front of me and tells me it is no real problem. If I can't finish the tape before leaving the library, they'll gladly make a transcript for me. He takes the tape and disappears with a pop, and I suddenly know the next time I make it back to the room where I copied the tape, I'll have a printed copy of it that I can take legally. I start to walk away feeling much better about myself.

I soon find myself in a small village of small houses with thatched roofs, and a young woman asks me what I am so happy about. I start to explain about more stories in Narnia, and the dwarf and the video tape, but she is walking away from me to the right. I turn to the left and see the same woman, and her daughter, and she asks me "What are you talking about?" "The Narnia story I was just telling you about." She says I wasn't telling her about any story, and I turn to look to the right and see a bent and shuffling old woman just about to turn the corner. She seems very sinister, somehow. I call out to her to wait a second, but she just continues around the corner.

I chase after her, and I see her just entering a crowd, so I continue forward, but when I get there, she is nowhere in sight. It is like she just disappeared into thin air. I find myself in the middle of maybe a dozen or so clowns, in rather duller makeup than normal, and ask if it is a convention or something. I am waiting for an answer, until I hear a noise that causes me to turn around back the way I came. There are three little girls standing there, being approached by a bent old hag looking more and more like the hag the queen turned into in Snow White to give her the apple. I realize whatever this thing is, it can change shapes to look like anybody it wants to. I run forward to grapple with 'her' and protect the little girls, and I suddenly find I am wrestling with a grim reaper figure in black robes (which I facetiously refer to as Skeletor) and losing the battle.

Finally I start speaking to it in the name of Jesus, and it starts to steam a little bit, and flinch back from me in pain, and as I continue, it breaks away and tries to run off. I give chase again, but it runs forward into another crowd of people. I run forward, and find myself being grabbed. I tense, ready to fight, but it is three Golden Horseshoe can-can girls who have pulled me into a tickle war. Three ladies working together, not one, not the thing, whatever it is. Soon I am walking along, studying everyone I see very carefully, looking for the old hag, or any single person.

Suddenly I find it is very dark, almost pitch black, and I am walking near the door to my apartment complex with no idea how I got there. It is kind of foggy, and there is a forboding figure looming in the fog just by my door. Just as I realize I have fallen asleep at some point, and am now dreaming, the figure jumps out and attacks me. Now I am able to see it's true form, a red devil in a black death robe, and I am very, very scared that this thing can invade me dreams. But there is no hesitation this time. "I come against you in the name of Jesus! I come against you in the name of Jesus!" It is flinching at the name. "Jesus! Jesus! Jesus!" Suddenly there is a powerful figure, an angel, standing next to me, battling the creature. Unexpectedly, it is female. I thought angels were male ....

She speaks in one of it's ears "I come against you in the name of Jesus." I follow and do the same. She does the same to the other ear, and again I follow, and do the same. It writhes at our words. Just as I realize we ought to do one ear each at the same time, I wake up, panting from the battle.

07-23-2013 -- I loved this dream! I am wandering around somewhere, no idea where, commenting to somebody about some obscure detail in the old Golden Horseshoe Revue at Disneyland, and somebody hears me, decides I am just perfect for something, grabs me, and begins pulling me off somewhere. Soon I find myself in Frontierland, being pushed backstage somewhere that has a sort of wardrobe. They are told to dress me in the traveling salesman costume, and they have no idea what that is. They can't get me in the right costume, because they don't even know what it is, but they put me in something western, which will have to do.

Next thing I know, I am standing outside the Golden Horseshoe with Dick Hardwick, and he tells me that I have to make the difficult decision which side I am going to enter the show, He tells me he always entered on the left, and as I am thinking back, I think to myself 'no you didn't. You always came in on the right.' [While awake I realize he could have meant stage left] oddly, though we were outside the entrance when he shoved me, I suddenly find myself stumbling from backstage onto the stage, down the steps, and out into the audience. I walk toward the back, then turn around and start heading up to the stage again. I remember I am supposed to fire off a shot or two to get some attention, and I glance down at the carpet bag that was just thrust in my hands, and pull out a six shooter and fire off one shot. Every eye in the place is on me, and I have an incredible case of stage fright.

Fulton is there on the stage, and he asks me who I am, and I screw everything up (wrong time) and say Pecos Bill! Fulton just runs with it, and starts in on a verse, and the band follows right along. Then he indicates it is my turn for a verse, and I blanch. Me? Sing? I can't sing anymore. I have no voice! But I open my mouth and start singing one of the verses, and my voice is smooth and strong. In fact, it is probably the best I have ever sounded. We sing a couple more verses, while Terri Robinson is muttering gloom and doom about this not being the proper order, and Fulton calming her and telling her he'll tell her when to sing her part, and she'll be fine. (Behavior that more properly belonged to Betty than Terri from what I've read.)

Soon Fulton sings one of his songs, then glances at me. I have no idea of anything to sing, so he gestures at Terri, and she sings her number. Then he glances at me again, and I know I have to sing something. I glance at the piano player and say something facetious, and he starts to play Beautiful Dreamer, but I don't know the words to sing it. I tell him I don't know what songs he knows, so maybe I should just follow him, and he says "Well, that would go like this:" and starts playing Follow Me Boys (a song from an old Disney picture with Fred MacMurray in the lead role). I launch into the chorus, belting it out perfectly. The audience applauds, the curtain goes down, the show is over, and everybody is congratulating me. Everybody but me has changed out of costume, and the piano player is amazed I knew Follow Me Boys, and asks how I knew it. I tell him, appropriately enough, I saw it at scout camp (Cadets, but same difference.) [The film has MacMurray starting a scout troop to keep some of the local kids out of trouble.]

I run into various employees back stage, who are wondering what is with the costume, including several entertainers I know, and I am rather proud to tell them that I am the newest Traveling Salesman sub for the Golden Horseshoe Revue. I know I run into Graham and a couple of others from the Adventurers Club, and Jim, the Walt Disney World Refreshment Corner pianist ... and is that Kirk Wall doing Billy Hill over there? I make it over to Terri before she leaves, and manage to apologize, and she forgives me, and says I'll do better next time. Next time?

That's when it hits ... I just performed in the Golden Horseshoe Revue! Which means the Golden Horseshoe Revue is back! Which means, when I am not performing in it, I can watch it! ... I remember something I read, recently, and acknowledge even if it is only for a limited time. And the words register a second time. Next time ... I have to learn the proper routines and timing! I ask for help, and I think it is Dana Daniels who starts out by teaching me how do do the Niagara Falls bit. He then moves on to showing me a card trick that involves turning a three of spades into a two of spades, and a couple of other card tricks. I realize I am going to have to practice all this, and wonder if I can take all the stuff home for one night, to get some practice in. I guess I am going to have to go back to the Revue and ask the stage manager about that.

As I am walking back to the Horseshoe, I find myself wondering if I will run into my old supervisor who always objects to my being back stage ... if he does this time, there is nothing he can do about it! I am now a Disney performer! I get back to the Horseshoe, and the stage manager and all his stage hands are just getting ready to leave, but when he sees me there, and I mention needing to learn so I can do the next show correctly, rather than flying by the seat of my pants, he tells the others to leave without him, he's got some work to do. The next thing I know, he has me in his arms, teaching me some of the minor dance steps I need to do in the show. Meanwhile ... I HAVE A ROLE IN THE GHR!!!

07-24-2013 -- There are hints of the new graphics from Runescape 3, or an improvement of the graphics in Roller Coaster Tycoon to allow a stronger black and prevent light leaking into dark rides, but not enough details to say there was more than a hint of them. What I do know is that this started as mostly some kind of game, with just a hint of real life, and quickly shifted to being entirely real life.

I am exploring a building somewhere, and find a secret passage or something, leading down into a deeper level of dungeon or catacomb, or whatever it might be, and am commenting on the great textures and looks of the very dark, rocky walls. The paths leading deeper down look much like mine tunnels, without the bracings, though there is also a hint of a dark, rough metal, in the walls of a spaceship. It is a maze of passages, great stuff, and there are some others here who have found the same secret entrance that I have (or perhaps others) and are wandering around, and there is a hint of the forbidden ... that this is an area we aren't allowed in, but have found our way into, anyway.

I keep wandering around, occasionally finding small, almost hidden branching passages that take me even deeper into this maze of passageways, while others comment on how I might get myself in trouble, but it seems like they are jealous that they can't find the hidden passages as easily. Oddly, for what seem to be dark, deep cave-like passages, there are things like restrooms and dressing rooms carved out in the depths, and I am half considering sharing a restroom with an attractive lady I see entering one. Instead, I put it out of my mind. Soon the cave passages are more and more coming to resemble passageways on a very dark (in coloring) space ship, and I eventually find myself in a sort of locker room / wardrobe where there are hundreds of Starfleet uniforms in various colors and styles, representing the different levels of star ship officers, and all kinds of other jobs not directly relating to Starfleet, but still seen in the various Trek shows.

I look around, and want a uniform, but I know there is almost no chance they have anything in my size. (I'm a huge guy.) So I walk off, disappointed, though moments later, a red uniform shirt like Picard or Riker wore just appears on me. As I continue to wander around, I run into more and more people, some in regular clothes, others who have also found the locker room, and have assumed uniforms. I feel slightly out of place, wondering if I have the right to claim a captain's uniform, but generally just act like I belong. Some of the people I run into are just wandering around, enjoying themselves, while others are role-playing. Some want to fight with people, dressed as the occasional hairy Trek monster, or more powerful intelligent races. One attacks me, and expects to defeat me and take my uniform, but I am wearing gloves covered in hair, like from the abominable snowman or bigfoot or something, and it gives me the power to defeat him, even though he is wearing gloves that can conduct an electrical current into his enemies.

Soon I run into Adrian Monk (it is Monk, not Tony), who is wearing one of the yellow captain's uniforms from the original Trek, and complaining about little nit-picking details about every other person he runs into. This one has the wrong number of pips on his uniform. That one is wearing the wrong pants. A Vulcan wouldn't speak like that. A Klingon wouldn't be caught dead in that color. The type of tiny things that would drive Monk crazy, or that a fan obsessed to a ridiculous extent would write letters to complain about. He starts to complain about something about my uniform, so I strip the shirt off, just to find that underneath it I have on the original Trek yellow, and Monk just has more to complain about. So I just start to walk away from him. But oddly, I could swear I know him from somewhere. Somewhere Disney, not from Monk.

About this time, I am slowly starting to make my way back out of the wealth of catacombs, and I run into a young woman with short blonde hair in a yellow shirt, almost a dead ringer for Tasha Yar. At first she thinks I am somebody she knows, and she starts to flirt with me. Then she realizes I am not who she thought, but still continues to flirt so I pick her up in my arms and start carrying her bridal-style, to the annoyance of her companion, who, for the moment, is also dressed in yellow, but who I recognize as Joy from the Adventurers Club, and she doesn't seem to like me, which surprises me, because I always seemed to get along with Joy. Now she is wearing the French Maid outfit, and the girl I am holding in my arms is another French Maid, though one of the ones near the end that I didn't know. Still cute, though. I comment on the outfit, commenting I don't recall anything like that ever being a Starfleet regulation uniform, and Joy makes a derogatory comment, something along the lines that she hates role players. (Seems sort of hypocritical to me.) I make another Trek reference, and she pulls her companion from my arms and drags her off in a huff.

As I finally make it out of the complex, I find myself exiting into Tomorrowland. It seems this is a new ride / walk-through that isn't actually supposed to be open yet, but I seem to have wandered into a soft opening or something. I head out, planning to do some wandering through the park, but I haven't been to Disneyland in several years (except for backstage at the Golden Horseshoe in a dream a couple of days ago), and I am really shocked when I reach Main Street. They seem to be doing one of the months-long themes like they have done in the past (ie Circus Fantasy, State Fair) but this one is a sort of cross between mafia, prohibition, and the roaring twenties, but very dark and oppressive. There are still lights on Main Street, but there is something oppressive and evil about them, it looks more like the red light district in Amsterdam than the wholesome looks of Main Street USA.

There is still streetmosphere, but instead of characters and barbershop quartets, it is more like gangsters, gang members, and the worse kind of flappers hanging on their arms, guns plainly visible. It is just the wrong atmosphere entirely. I try to wander over by Coke Corner to see who is playing the piano, and it is a dark haired female playing some dark jazz. Not sure, but it might have been Carol Stein. I find Main Street to be tremendously depressing now, so I try to continue on to Adventureland, and at the entrance, I run into three people from the Adventurer's Club, doing some kind of skit out in the streets, and I realize they must have a banquet in the Club or something. I think the three are Tim, Karl, and Philip, dressed in the old costumes for Fletcher, probably Otis, and Emil, and I suddenly recognize that 'Monk' earlier had been Philip dressed up and role-playing as Tony Shalhoub's character in Galaxy Quest. They are doing something that seems to involve putting together several 10 foot long sections of pipe and using them as a straw or something.

As I try to move into Adventureland, I find the entrance is blocked off for refurbishing, so I have to detour through Frontierland. As I am doing so, I run into one of the Hathaways I don't know, and am amazed to find we are wearing the same bright green pants. Odd ... I could have sworn I was wearing black pants when I was in the Star Trek uniforms. I continue into Frontierland, just to find that almost the entirety of Frontierland, Adventureland and New Orleans Square are closed down for refurbishing, including the entire building that houses the Golden Horseshoe Revue, which leaves me wondering about my new job there. [See dream from last night.] The Rivers of America are quiet, with both the Mark Twain and the Columbia sitting there, unused, in a sort of dry dock, and as I continue on, the first thing I find is actually open is the Haunted Mansion, just beyond the French Quarter of New Orleans Square. I try to cut through the French Market restaurant, to see if I can get back to the Club (which I guess has been moved here and located right between the Treehouse and Pirates), but it is blocked off there, too.

I am getting annoyed and tired, and end up taking a rest on a hand railing (very gently, don't want to cause it any harm), but one of the cast members starts to glare at me. Somehow this ends up in his pointing out a security camera to me, and me pointing out another one to him, and our getting into a competition to see who can find more of the somewhat hidden cameras quicker. He is soon amazed at how many of them I can point out to him, and I explain I can half-sense them, and half spot a bit of reflection off of the lenses. I mention that I couldn't spot any of them in the new Trek walkthrough, though, and theorize that might be because of how dark it was. (Never mind the cameras are easier to see in the dark, with those purple lights they have.) Somebody who was just walking past us says "Is that open now? I thought it was still a ways away." I mention the soft opening, and that the first day or two you can get a free Starfleet uniform, and he goes running off toward tomorrowland, while I wake up.

Dream
I am with my younger brother watching a movie at the cinema. We decide to rip holes in the big screen just for fun and quickly leave the cinema. However, my brother has to take a poo so he goes back inside. I am waiting for him outside on the stairs in front of the entrance. Some security guard is putting up security lint to secure the area. He gives me a quick glance. At a certain moment I decide to leave the area without raising suspicion. This makes me very conspicious and I run into some bushes and climb a few fences. I end up very high in a tree. My branch breaks and I am down again.


MILD + 5-7 DEILDS
I am lying in bed in total darkness. I do a nose-plug RC and become lucid. I feel very heavy so I decide to jump out of bed with a lot of force, I have no idea if this worked.

I am lying in bed without being able to see. I decide to spin around to change my dream. I am floating in bed and and started spinning horizontally. It didn't really work and I became a little dizzy.

I got up out of bed but couldn't see anything because I was wearing a sleeping mask (I was also wearing a sleeping mask in real life that night). I tried to get it off, however, when I took one sleeping mask off, there were a few others underneath. I tried closing my eyes and not opening them untill I got my mask off, but it didn't work. I tried this a few times.

I tried the above again.

I am still unable to see. I feel around for some scissors and cut the elastic bands of several of my sleeping masks (I can feel that I am wearing multiple masks). Naturally, this didn't work. I was getting really annoyed now and decided to try some magic. I said: "Simsalabim" and tapped on my mask. No effect..

I decided to force control because this dream didn't make any sense. I knew I wasn't wearing a mask in the dream world and visualised seeing my room in front of me. This started to work and after another DEILD I was able to see again.

My next dreams took place at my university. I decided to do some lucid experiments. I read a letter that said something about a certain room number before turning to gibberish. I looked for the right room, which was a bit tricky because sometimes the rooms would skip a few numbers so I had to go back and forth. I found the room and took a seat. I drank some wine which tasted nice.

This is my first lucid dream without any supplements, so this is a HUGE milestone.


Something had happened which had killed me, and I suddenly realized I was dreaming. I went inside a house which exploded as soon as I went inside. I went to another house which windows broke as I got close. I saw someone in there, and I had to tell them that I was dead, and they had to find out who killed me.

The guy was in a panic and about to leave, but then I told him to stop. He started to run down the street but I easily kept up. I forgot what I had been saying to him, but he calmed down. I proceeded to explain how I died and how he as to find out who. (I still knew I was dreaming, I just wanted to have some fun.)

After I told him, I decided to leave and stabilize the dream a little bit. I remembered the advanced task, and decided to try it. I was pretty doubtful but I did it the way CL did and held me hand out, saying something along the lines of "Hello Mr. President." I felt a hand grab mine and I looked back. The first thing I did was laugh cause I was lodging onto an arm coming out of a 15 foot pitch black Obama's calf. I had trouble keeping up with him cause he had a big stride, so I shrunk him (the first time I've ever done anything like that). He soon was the size he should be, and the color. I went in front of him and he for some reason had garbled Obama speech. I pulled my fist back and slammed it into his face. I tried to punch him a lot more but the dream started to glitch up and wouldn't let me. He reacted by making a small little "Hmph" noise and looking like he was about to cry.

Record skip.

I was on my families patio and I had a big toy recurve bow, i decided to try and spawn a quiver in my hand but the dream suddenly became unstable and I just saw a quiver floating in my FOV. I prepped myself for a DEILD but I had a false awakening into another dream.

So this dream was really nice..
ofcourse i had antoher dreams but somehow i remember my childhood and wanted to live it again.. so i teleprted to my old childhood house in nicosia (cyprus)
i got lucid abit..
i went out and first place i walked it was the shop market where was a old man , it was fun.. but shop was bigger and another guy isntead of old man..
i bought some stuff snacs etc to go to the best net cafe and to a priest that i wasvisiting when i was young
before i go i asked the guy in shop
what happen to "giannakis?" that old man
he told me he got short time left
i asked he can hear etc? yes ..
ok tell him hi from me spartakos and my family.
he ok..
then after sometime i walked out and was ready to go to the priest..
but i couldnt walk i was excited i tihnk and it was hard to control
so i woke up slwly.

meh

Im not sure why I keep having these zombie dreams but I really enjoy them and im not complaining

I've gone all day without writing the dreams down so I've forgotten a few details but most of it is still here. I started out in this huge cave area with a tall apartment like structure. It was run down and there was water surrounding it, connecting with other cave entrances and water ways. I believe we, some people who I believe were my friends and I, reached this place on a motor boat. When we all went inside everyone obtained a room and we placed down guns on top of tables in each floor. I remember one floor had machine guns and I placed rifles and snipers on the top floor. Shortly after we placed down guns, we started hearing noises and while on the roof, I spotted a horde of zombies heading our way. Some girls started screaming in the building and I quickly ran to grab a sniper. Everything happened really fast as I scoped in and shot some zombies, looked down and saw them all over running us and as some began to climb and try and grab me, I jumped and landed on some scaffolding. Zombies jumped on it too so it broke and began to fall down towards the water. While falling I spotted police or military boats heading my way. Once in the water I noticed zombies coming out of it and just barely managed to swim away from them. One of the boats was riding under me so I grabbed onto it to try and hop on. When I popped my head out, one of the guys shot me in the face and the dream seemed to reset? I found myself in the hotel building again this time walking through the rooms watching people as they either fucked for the last time or got ready for whatever is to come. I wanted to find a woman to have some last pleasures with but couldnt find one. Soon after the police boats came again and began shooting up the place and again I died by a gunshot and the dream reset. When it reset, I was on the roof and the boats immediately came. Knowing what would happen I ran downstairs and into one of the rooms on the opposite side. There was my friend Katie who told me to follow her through a secret passage way and it led a few kilometers away from the hotel but still facing it. I found myself with Katie, a few black guys I dont know, and a little girl who is the daughter of a friend of mine. I saw the boats leaving meaning they killed everyone else and we started talking about how lucky we are and good thing when we die it just resets and we dont get sent down to hell After a bunch of people started showing up in boats observing everything and us. We felt like animals at the zoo and I wondered what the hell was going on. People approached the little girl and began observing her like an animal. I woke up shortly after seeing the mad expression on the girls face.

The next dream I had I found myself walking out of a recently ended movie. I had a friend with me who was a woman but I dont remember who it was and she wanted to sneak into another one. I didnt want to at that moment for some reason but I did want to see another one at the same time. I asked an employee what movies are playing and one I think had Ashtin Kutcher and the other I cant remember. I dont recall the names either but they were pretty clear at the time. I thanked the lady and went outside to my car then transported to my house in front of the computer researching which of the two movies I would watch. Then I found myself parking at the same theaters and when walking towards the entrance I found Jeff an old friend with a group of old ladies. We talked about the movie I was going to watch and when the old ladies asked about it all of a sudden a T-Rex showed up and chased us to the entrance of the theater. We simply shrugged it off as being a prop for the movie we were about to see. Once inside I went into the room and sat down waiting for the movie to start. I had an urge to grab something to eat so I walked out and i remember seeing a lot of chaos in the sense that the theater lobby was messy and there was barely anymore food left. I went up to the counter and through all the noise I asked for some popcorn. The guy began to fill up the cup but then I screamed and signaled that I want a hotdog instead, he signaled okay and so I walked around to get closer and saw him serving me some pretzels. I said I wanted a hotdog not pretzels and he got angry and gave me both. I took the tray with some soda and went back into the movie room. The place was almost packed at this point but I found a nice seat next to a girl and a guy. I felt sweaty for some reason so I sat next to the guy instead of the girl. I remember watching parts of the movie but cant remember what it was about or what images I saw.

Last dream had the most meaning and was pretty clear. I found myself in a store with someone I didnt know. He was telling me how I was chosen for something great and that he needed to take me to safety because people were after me seeking to distract me from what I have to do. A beautiful girl walks into the store and the guy immediately says that shes one of them, he goes to distract her and while doing that I leave the store. Outside someone else comes to me and tells me to follow him, along this narrow alley like road (similar to italy roads), I see a bunch of girls along the way that I know are also out to get me. The dream switches to me inside a classroom like area with people I know and others I dont know sitting in the chairs. I go up to each one of them and have a chat but I cant remember what I said to them except for one. This serious looking guy with a cool looking sword was sitting down and was the last guy I talked to. I told him that it was an honor and that i wasnt sure how or why I was going to take his sword to do what I had to do but that I would do it respectively and that the sword was righteously his for now. While saying this I picked up his sword and took a good look at it and then handed it to him in a bowing kind of way. The sword had a cool flame look to it and while looking at it I pictured it doubling in size and me killing a bunch of foes at once. My dream then seemed to fast forward to a battlefield in which took place on a hill. At the top were enemies coming down and people fighting. This battle seemed to be taking place for a long time because people were hungry and when someone died they would barbeque them and eat them. I started walking up the hill and everyone stopped to look at me. When people came towards me without a weapon I fought them bare handed and defeated them. I started feeling powers growing inside me and begin to shoot fireballs and energy blasts at them. Someone screamed out that I was getting it and that I was ready. I saw the sword materializing in my hand but before I could use it a noise woke me up.

I was a dragon but i was hiding in human form because i was doing investigation of some stuff happening. The traces were leading to school that looked like school from my past. I was exploring it, going along with the crowd, it was full of weird technology stuff and many people were wearing some weird costumes. I checked some of it and it raised enough suspicion and i needed to switch to stop hiding in this form, but there were some materials that i haven't gotten, rendering form change impossible, i almost got caught while searching if there are any nearby by any chance but managed to still stay hidden. I decided to explore it more.
While talking to someone i found way into the underground part, there was large facility, complex of corridors and rooms, very mazey. I was going through rooms with various mechanisms and then through some kind of laboratory. Then i reached some hanger that housed some huge futuristic tanks. I went out of underground, back to school part and started getting more info and talking with some people. I found out that someone was hiding some huge tentacle thing in underground area. Then i went back to underground area and found that tanks were relocated to some submarine, i was going around the complex trying to use mechanisms to sabotage the progress.
I was talking to somebody and some people apparently found out why i was here, so i had to retreat outside. Massive battle started between tanks and four huge creatures, one of which was a dragon and another was a gryphon, tanks were destroyed and i was talking with dragon and others, during the talk gryphon got affected by some force and went crazy, but i had to continue figuring out stuff about that facility, so i went back.
I went back to the complex and at one point it kinda turned into 2D video game where i had to do some platforming over spikes and activate path for some slimey creatures. Then i found another place, which turned it into FPS game about zombies, the section was fully underwater and i had to reach some organic place and fight tentacle boss that was causing zombification apparently. Then i went back and outside, there was some place with crashed helicopter and it was now apparently STALKER-like game where i had to fight group of bandits using a pistol, i got low on hp but i had medkit that i used to recover and then finished enemies off. It caused some flying tentacle squid things to appear which fired something like telekinetic blasts, i dodged the blasts and managed to take those enemies out as well.
Suddenly those futuristic tanks from earlier arrive, only to get destroyed with some blue flying mechas, which apparently were yet another new side in the conflict. We decide to form alliance with commander of the place(Weren't we were just fighting?... ) and went back to complex. We were trying to think up some new ideas for tanks.

Morning of July 23, 2013. Tuesday.



I am in Egypt (although it sometimes seems to be Italy), but some areas seem like urban areas in the USA (New York), and I am in an area where there are a lot of unusual ancient structures, some of the area being like a desert. There is a lot of folklore and even books about one larger pyramid, especially. It is a four-sided pyramid with various faces, seemingly carved just inside from the outer walls and looking out in mostly even rows, probably at about five levels - almost like a “people looking out the windows of the bus” effect on each row, but more separated in individual “windows” or frames. There is some work near the base, but it is not quite determined as to what it is. Somehow, what exists now or what is “left” is thought by some to be the remains of people from another planet with the pyramid being a spacecraft, so that the “carvings” are actually some sort of skeletal or mummified heads of beings like Osiris (from another planet) who came to Earth. Other people have no belief in the various theories about the “spacecraft” and say it is just a pyramid with statues, carvings, and such. There are even indications that certain restorations had been made to the structure over many years and some of the original content is missing now.

There is one part that makes little sense relating to supposed evidence of the spacecraft having left a very large, wide area of empty or changed ground from rocket exhaust or something along those lines - plants do not grow and buildings have never been built there - proof at any rate, of the supposed spacecraft landing. However, it is said that the area was as it was from thousands of people killing themselves at the same time centuries ago(?) I get this impression of an extremely large group of people - seemingly soldiers of some kind, facing away from the pyramid from all four sides and somehow dying all at the same time in a “perfect” position - but really, it makes little sense at all, especially as the ground is supposedly all barren and with no human remains, either. I almost am able to imagine the spacecraft full of “people” having landed all those centuries ago. Later, I notice what seems to be plumbing or tubes in some outer areas. Time passes and I and a few others walk around in other areas, including near a few barns and what seems like smaller businesses.

There is another “real spacecraft” from ancient times, supposedly - this one inside a modern building, but it is almost more like a model of the other one (without the faces) - about the size of a refrigerator. A lot of it is different from the original now. It is sort of like a four-sided pyramid, but not quite. There is a half-circle gauge of some kind near the top that looks fairly new and there are other newer mechanical parts as well as more plumbing of some kind. A few people seem to think it is hilarious that people in the region think that what is left of the ancient structures was related to space travel or other beings. There is some sort of business meeting or lecture where it is pondered “Why did Osiris cross the road?” (meaning why did he travel through space to Earth, although one idea is why did he travel from Egypt to Italy) - one answer being understood to be “to become the Pope”. However, one “ancient spacecraft” seemingly turns out to be the “Optical, Spectroscopic, and Infrared Remote Imaging System” of the European Space Agency (OSIRIS) or possibly “Origins Spectral Interpretation, Resource Identification and Security” (OSIRIS but of USA - NASA) or something equally confusing.

Some of the ancient artifacts (but not all - including the large pyramid) turn out to be combinations of defunct satellites and parts of plumbing and abandoned prototypes of inventions.

A life-sized Egyptian image/painting of “Osiris” is on display - but turns out to be the Pope, even though he looks exactly like some images of Osiris, including the white robes and “tall white hat” (mitre). “The Pope is Osiris” someone says - believing he somehow came from the ancient “spacecraft” pyramid - even though the “remains” back at the pyramid were still there.

Later, there is a large business office with a long rectangular table that is also supposedly an ancient structure of some kind, yet looks more like a modern display case. I actually say “it looks like a display case” in my dream even though it was once supposedly a tomb/sarcophagus. I do not see anything inside it through the glass, though.

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Five other examples of the “Acknowledging the Sleeper (Type 2)” dream type:

The Three Lives of my Dream Girl

The Dead One

Indoor Ziggurat Tomb

Beyond the Martian Time Barrier / The Martian Casket

The Count’s Body

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