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Guenhwyvar

[This dream happened on August 22nd, at around 10AM]
[So uh... the last DJ entry i posted was almost a month ago... Well i was feeling really down for a while now and my lucidity was going bad as well, but i hope to change it now ]
[Both this dream and the upcoming one were inspired by the Dark Elf Trilogy i'm reading currently]

I was just walking on the street really close to my old school, when for some unknown reason i became lucid. I realized that i didn't have stable and worthy lucid dream since a while, so i become pretty happy.

I didn't think much about what to do, for some reason i thought of Guenhwyvar almost as soon as i became lucid. [He is a spectral black panther in the books]. I didn't plan anything, but wanted him to appear. As soon as i turned a bit to my right side, there he was, standing in all his glory.

I didn't really have time to say anything to him or look at him more closely, because he just run off almost instantly, towards the lower end of the street. I immediately started running after him and catched up fast.
He suddenly stopped at a house, which's car entrance to the garden was open. I looked in there and noticed something between the shrubbery. It looked somewhat like a huge white dog-ish creature, but it was standing on two feet. It looked angry for some reason.

Before i could do or say anything, Guenhwyvar just jumped in there and attacked the dog like creature. I wanted to help him out, just in case, so i ran up to them and tried to fight the creature, but instead of fighting, i automatically started hugging the black panther.
I just hugged him near his neck and didn't really know why i did that, but it was an interesting feeling putting my head on his black fur.

Soon i was just staring at him while still hugging and then i got lost in the black, woke up.

[Well, haha, i have no idea why that hug was, other than that i got to like him in the books, but still... i didn't even control my actions when i hugged him]
[The dream was pretty short, but it was somewhat more stable now than the ones i had for weeks before]


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To Be Sacrificed

[This dream is from August 23rd, around 8:35AM]
[I find it pretty interesting how the books can influence even my lucid dreams... ]

I was being harassed by 4 old classmates, while i was sitting in my old school at a lesson. They were standing outside at the big windows and making fun of me. I got tired of this and just thought that maybe i'm dreaming and i can do something about it... so i walked through the wall and grabbed two of them by their necks and put them into the wall halfway. They got stuck in there while the others ran away.
I got more aware now, but not lucid yet.

Soon i flew above the street and when i got to the same part where i became lucid yesterday [the dream above this one] i remembered that dream and became lucid again.

Now i was more aware of myself than yesterday and before doing anything, i instantly stabilized by rubbing my hands together. When rubbing them, i noticed that i have some heavy gloves on, but i didn't care about them too much. I turned around to check my environment.
There was an old stooped woman walking slowly away from me and when i looked at her back i got all dizzy, so i started stabilizing again.
When i was done, i decided to move on.
[I forgot a part here, all i know is that i went back to my school and did something there, so a bit of time skip here]

I came out of my old school at a backdoor, but the place where i got to was unknown to me. It was a small garden, with those huge white greek columns on all sides. There were creeper plants coming down from the walls on all sides. There was a little sidewalk on the left side of the small garden, it was made of red pavement stones.
I was standing on this sidewalk.

I started walking near the garden when i realized that on my left side, there was no wall anymore and it lead to some kind of street, but it didn't look like the streets in my town at all. I got curious so i turned that way and moved on, but then before i could leave the area, i heard voices from my right side and from behind me. [I became a little scared here].

I turned around and noticed a small altar at the right end of the sidewalk. Two female drow were standing next to it, fully naked and both held a dagger in their hands. The grip on the daggers looked like a spider, so i already knew they must be priestesses of Lolth, with sacrifice daggers.
Then i noticed another drow woman behind me, she was well dressed and her clothes made me think that she is an important person as they were all gold, black and red. She had a whip in her hand.

I didn't have too much time to think of the situation, because i soon heard the clothed drow say:
- Go and get her!
The naked ones reacted instantly, with respect in their voices:
- Yes, mistress.

They started walking towards me, with evil grins on their faces and grabbing the daggers more furiously now. One of them started walking faster, leaving the other one behind, but she didn't mind as i've seen and she just stopped to watch instead.

Spoiler for +18:

I couldn't help, but admire her naked body. It was the first time i've seen a naked drow in my dreams and it seemed pretty realistic. Her obsidian black body was mesmerizing in the sunlight. I also couldn't help but notice how she had some white hair at her private parts, it matched color perfectly with the hair on her head

Once she got close enough, i decided that it was enough of staring, i flew up into the air as i got a little scared now and i wanted to fly away from there... but then i had a thought, that i shouldn't fear them as they are just dream characters.
I turned back to her while still floating in the air and told her:
- I don't fear you!
Her evil grin still didn't disappear from her face when she said:
- Oh, i don't believe you.

Without much hestitating, the first thing that i thought of was a fireball, so i created one and immediately thrown it at her. It exploded as soon as it reached her, but she didn't seem too affected by it.
Her body had some burn marks and there were small embers on her body. Her hair was still on fire, but she just started laughing.

As i was staring at her, i woke up.

[Um... yeah, that was interesting I think i already know that i should try and get to know a drow girl from closer soon ]
[Oh well, anyway, i welcome these FR inspired dreams anytime ]

Had on 8/22/12

For about 10 minutes I feel the start of the WILD coming on. I fight it a little, but then let it wash over me. When I realize I am now in the dream I try to stabilize the dream by engaging all 5 senses. I am able to use all the senses, but sound.

When I make it to the door of the room I do the slandered nose pinch RC just to make sure. When I exit out into the kitchen I walk to the stove where some potatoes are cooking like baked potatoes. I reach into the pot a pull a little off and stuff it into my mouth for taste.

I then walk to the front door. When I exit the house I try to think about something to do. The only thing that I can think of is trying to pass my hand through something again. (As the last time I did this with my finger through my hand it made me ill in the dream. and I have wanted to try it with a solid object since.) I walk to one of the pillars holding up the overhang on the porch and try to pass my whole hand through it. I tell myself this should be easy as the pillar does not really exist. I am able to pass my hand through it, but I get poked by a splinter or something which hurts. After this I pull my hand back out and start to think about what to do next when I lose the dream and wake.

I was at the mall with my friend and there is a fashion competition choosing different clothes on the racks for penshoppe clothes only. There is this boy (I can't remember his face, but I can talk to him) I go near him and help him to choose clothes for the next ramp, he can't choose clothes that would fit for the purple short he have chosen so we ask the sales lady if there is still any floor that has penshoppe clothes on it, she pointed us to the second floor. we go on to the escalator after a minute i said "we ride the wrong escalator" he immediately run to the escalator and when I see him it looks like now my friends (that I know in person) Isay and Roger. But before you step out of the escalator you need to pay first because it was a parking area, there is this girl (I don't know her) she jump in to the baracade, I do the same cause the guard isn't looking and I don't have car park on the area I just need to go to the second floor department store for some clothes. We walk and we talk laughing and all the good stuff. When we went to this creepy hallway, it was quit and dark and all. When I look around we were already five (me,isay,roger,nikki, and stephanie) I said "we're lost, this can't be the way to the second floor department store" "Yes this place is scary" Rogers say. "We should go back to the place we started and try to ask some people" I said. I remember the place as the University of our province the creepy place. Before we walk and left the building we heard noises to many people they are laughing and chatting and we were so scared. we tried to run but the voices comes in to all direction so instead of going back we right turn but before we right turn people came in and I recognize my cousin and I girl in my childhood (now we were on the school) I ask my cousin where is the way to the 2nd floor she point me directions out the school and towards the store. My dream jumps.
NEXT SETTING:
I'am with Stephanie, there is this boy and lots of people I don't know. This boy likes Stephanie very much.
Boy: Can we grab some snacks?
Stephanie: Just as her to go out (pointing to me), you know we that I have a boyfriend and I don't like you.
So this boy turns his head to me and ask me to go out instead and I said yes because I like him and I feel pity that Stephanie dismiss him that easily.
We went to this coconut tree and seat on the rocks we talk about stephanie telling him she's a shy type girl when we are still on highschool but plays good at badminton and that she joins beauty pageants when we already are in college and that she's kind and turns out to be a good girl. (I can't remember the whole conversation) We are there chatting and laughing and good stuff and I can tell that he already likes me. He has this white polo shirt and black pant and not so long hair and he is skinny. I remember his brother cam and ask if he could barrow the clothes his brother was wearing, and I laugh hard because he was still a small boy. On my dream he looks charming and responsible. I don't know him really, and I haven't meet him. Hoping to meet him soon.

I start out in a garage, in an unfamiliar car and neighborhood. There's some random people in the car, which is sort of minivan-ish, but has three rows of seats. A middle aged soccer mom -ish character is noticed in the front seat. She tells this about 22 year old guy that he's going to have to buckle his seat belt this time. We start moving, there's some random people filling all the seats, and I start texting someone from high school on my iPod chromatic..? We went to some bakery and bought poison muffins.

I was sort of depressed that I could not recall any dreams from the night before. I woke up about 6:20 judging how no-one was awake, and I never heard the alarm. 10 minutes pass, then the 6:30 alarm goes off, wakes my brother up(As you can likely guess, we share a room), it causes a lot of noise.. I decided it would be a good morning to try a WILD. I laid down for a few minutes(felt like 20-30) then felt really relaxed. I start saying "I WILL have a lucid, I WILL have a lucid." After about two minutes sleep paralysis hit, and I thought of my living room, said to myself "stabilize lucidity", and the lucid dream starts.

First lucid:
I was standing in my living room. It was so clear and vivid that I couldn't believe it. I thought to myself how I was lying in bed just a moment ago, and now here I am in a new place. A new world surrounding me. I walked into my parents' room, there I saw a light bulb in a socket on the wall which didn't belong there. I unscrewed it, then held it in my hand trying to light it up as it was in its socket a second ago. I failed..I then went around the corner to see my dad playing Zynga's Frontierville (a game which he has never played before), he asks me how to obtain a whip then I lose interest. I go back to the living room, close my eyes for a second to change scenery, and woke up.

Seems to be a mix of layer two and layer three lucid dream since I got pretty distracted by what my dad was doing. I wonder if I woke up due to my dream time being over, excitement, lack of goals, or because of my waking environment. Like I said, me and my brother share a room, and since he was already awake, he started making noise. He also had the light on right above me which may have prevented a deep sleep.
I fell back asleep after like 45 minutes. Not sure just what this dream started with..

Second lucid-A mansion, with prisoners:
I appear to be in a lab with like 4-5 scientists around me. I am a guinea pig for a new piece of technology that would allow you to enter into lucid dreams at will from a waking state. Sort of like doing a WILD, but with technology, making it more akin to EILD. I get this chip that you hold in your hand, it supposedly makes you lucid. So I go into what looks/feels like a tanning bed, hold the chip in my hands and fall asleep quick.
I "wake up" in this huge mansion of sorts. I seem to know in the back of my mind it is a dream, but I lose focus on that and get involved with the story instead. I moderate a minecraft server, and it seems a bunch of my friends from the server are in a prison, apparently being kept there by another player and antagonist on the server called EnderMilk. After some effort, I find him, but try to keep my distance. I phase through a wall to see the prisoners, and they look so helpless. I try to find a way to help them. I go back inside the mansion through a window, but the dream destabilizes and I wake up for real.

Well, two lucid dreams, even if they were kinda short-lived it is a start!

After looking back on these experiences, it seems the second dream was more of a mix of layer zero and layer two just barely. This is one of those experiences where people think they dream of being lucid rather than actually being lucid.

Two dreams from last night ... Both of them pretty long, neither of them lucid. But they were pretty memorable and detailed, at least.

DREAM #1

Time: 1:05

I'm with my family. We're staying at a huge house in Cape Cod with really large windows. In part of the dream I have to sleep somewhere weird like on a chair in the kitchen. I wake up there and think it's the middle of the night, but then my mom is in the kitchen and tells me it's 7 AM. Everyone else in the family is in the living room, which is joined with the kitchen, watching TV.

Then there's a huge lightning storm outside. I stand next to Milo (my little brother), and we watch the storm. We can see the ocean from our house, and it's getting closer and closer. Waves start coming in under the door, and Milo starts screaming and freaking out. I keep yelling at him to calm down, but then I'm secretly worried that the house is going to collapse.

So we all run around the house for a while, admiring all the beautiful lightning outside, and stuff.

After the storm is over, my mom is telling us about how there's going to be a photography competition for people who took pictures during the storm. My sisters and I plan to go to the awards ceremony for this contest, because apparently there are going to be cute teenage boy photographers there or something.

I'm sitting on top of a large bouncy ball during this conversation. The ball has a map of the world on it, drawn in blue and white.

My dad walks in and hands me a really beat-up envelope with green Crayon drawings on it that I assume were drawn by Teddy (my other little brother). Inside is a letter telling me I got into Ithaca College. For some reason everyone in my family seems to find it hilarious. It's either because the letter is old or because it got sent really late, after I've already been through a year of college. Don't know. Anyway, I feel disappointed because I thought the letter would be something more important.

Side note: my sister woke me up from this dream asking if I was okay...apparently I was moving around a lot during the last 30 seconds of the dream or so, and she thought something was wrong with me. Ah haha.



DREAM #2

Time: ~7:30

I return to Hampshire (where I go to college). When I get there, none of my friends are living in the same hallway as me like they’re supposed to. So, everyone else is a complete stranger.

I go into one girl’s room. I sit on her bed with her. She has really curly brown hair. She asks me what I’ve been doing lately, and I tell her I’ve been doing a lot of writing and drawing.

No one else in our hallway is there, because apparently they’re all on “Project Runway” and are off designing clothes all day, and don’t come home until late at night.

The curly-haired girl and I decide to go to some party or something that’s going on. It’s this outdoor event where everybody is sitting at round, black tables on some kind of patio or something. There’s a guy giving a speech, and everyone gives me and the curly-haired girl mean looks because we walked in on the middle of the guy’s speech.

The girl and I sit down at a table. The guy giving the speech says that there should be a bowl of fruit at the center of our table, but the bowl on our table is empty. When I look around, I see that all the other tables have huge bowls of blueberries and strawberries on them. The curly-haired girl is very upset that we don’t have any fruit.

After that, I go to talk to my mom and Fiona (my sister) who are apparently also there. They’re standing next to this pile of what looks like Spanish rice, with tiny mussels in it. It looks really nasty, but my mom says we have to eat some of it. I pick up a handful and eat it, and discover that the mussels just kind of taste like black beans or something, so it actually tastes quite good. So, I keep eating the stuff. For some reason, as I’m eating I think about a time someone apparently told me that you could survive if you only ate three grapes a day––which I’m pretty sure is not true, but in the dream I’m like, “That’s such a fascinating fact!” Fiona is still reluctant to eat the rice, but she eats some of it anyway.

I decide I’m going to go make a sandwich, because apparently there are sandwich-making materials around. I have difficulty finding two pieces of bread, for some reason. The bread is kind of dark … whole wheat, I guess? I put several pieces of orange-colored cheese in the sandwich––and I want to find some turkey, but I can’t find any.

I find a row of fruit, and I’m excited because I decide I really want some fruit. There’s a different set of tongs for each kind of fruit. I want strawberries, but the strawberries don’t seem to have their own set of tongs––so I use the ones that are supposed to be for cheese. Some lady––who looks like my 11th-grade Chemistry teacher––comes up to me and starts yelling at me, saying I’ve made the strawberries taste like cheese or something. I also feel guilty because I realize that, if someone was allergic to strawberries, they can’t eat any cheese now.

I go to look for some coffee, and I find that there aren’t many coffee cups left. There’s this hippy-ish guy with a long, pale beard cleaning out all the coffee mugs in a sink, but he’s not doing a very careful job. He’s just kind of carelessly rinsing them out and putting them on the counter. I pick up a mug that he just rinsed out, and it still looks dirty. But the other mugs left are weirdly-shaped and I don’t want to use them.

And uh, that’s all I can remember.

This dream once again occurred this morning, 23 August 2012. It contained some brief moments of lucidity, and was interruped when I woke up around 6 am.

We begin in a university classroom, which for some reason looks very much like a classroom in a high school or elementary school. I'm sitting in for a social studies class, on the political history of the United States or something, and in contrast to my regular courses I don't find this interesting - I find it VERY interesting. Most of my friends in my program have already left. The teacher continues an explanation. By 11 am (or is it 1 pm?), I'll be beginning my first day in Physics class. My phone rings.

The person hanging out outside appears to be me, but I can't really identify with this person, so maybe it's my alter-ego. For sanity purposes, I'll refer to this individual in the first person.

I'm doing an extreme sports stunt on a bike, not a skateboard. The scene shifts toward somewhere else. Suddenly, the police catch us, and we're denied permission to enter my next class.

I don't want to go with the cops, I think. Yet my phone prompts me to, and I enter the principal's office.

Somewhere along the line, I'm walking in a hallway on campus in what seems to be a big environment building. I suddenly realize that I'm dreaming, and begin to look around at the walls, the windows, and the students.

I drift in and out of consciousness, of sleep. The waking-life version of myself seems to be paralyzed, so I drift back into sleep, with much effort. The scene changes.

I'm in the principal's office, and a thought drifts into my mind. I think of writing these things down, to publish certain things on Twitter when I wake up, with codes B, C, and D. The D code refers to detention, while the B code is something later on in the alphabet. The D code says to the teacher:

"Am I in detention, or am I free to go?"

This is something that I picked up from a video showing how to deal with the police. Rule number one is be calm and don't be crass.

I'm given a list of options, from life in prison to one day free to whatever else. The best option, they say, is Baptism.

The official looks rather puzzled and pauses for a moment, but after a while says that I'm free to go. I remember the buildings on campus, but I never make it to my physics class.

At home, it seems that my dad has lesions on his neck, which look like cancerous lips protrouding from the base of the chin. We go to the doctor, and then suddenly I'm in this waiting room.

I remember a TV commercial about healthcare options. Even though I know trhat I'm lucid, I think it would be wrong to change the scenery while I'm walking through that hallway again. So I walk up to the reporter at the receptionist desk:

"Hi, I'm looking for healthcare options for my dad".

The reporter, who seems to be African-Canadian, shakes his head.

Flashback - in a dark cave dismantling something to the next level.

The doctor finds that the lesions are cancerous, but traditional chemotherapy would have done more harm than good. A new emerging field in medicine, nutshot oncology, has proven that these lesions are treatable by other methods.

Have a nice glass of glastnost!

Jail or Baptism?

On YouTube, the number of likes are hidden, but it's wavering around 50%. A certain scene is depicted, and the likes rise above the half-point mark when we win, and fall below when we lose. It shifts in a gyroscopic circular manner, like the Moon around the Earth around the Sun, and then the Moon will be flung away, pulling Earth-Moon out of its orbit.

"But the Moon has been around for four billion years!"

In high school, I send some people an email with facial icons for each of their respective profiles. For some reason, the guys' images are larger. I tell him not to skip class.

In social studies class we talk about "nutshot porn". That's gross.

As I walk outside my residence room in the morning, it's chilly. Yet, for whatever reason, my sweater is wet and damp.

I wake up early to go swimming.

I have the craziest dreams. This is the one I had last night: so in the dream, the character seen by me is myself, but to all others I appear as a man. In the dream I am searching for someone. It is a male friend who had been taken to a hospital and put in some kind of psyche ward facility.

I came to get him out, but when I got there- I saw him briefly, then I ended up wandering to the wrong section. It's a massive hospital, and I've visited there many times in dreaming. I enter through many vast corridors, until I find where I think he was prior. He must've escaped. Suddenly, they're saying I am him! Hence why I see myself as a man.

I am trapped, there is no leaving. In a small rectangular area sectioned off from the rest of the high end hospital. Above me is a sign "Non-Interventional Facility" and below are moving chairs, with people dressed in orangey brown garb, much like a Zen Buddhist. These are all men, and they were meditating with some kind of power, brainwashing came to mind. The food they served were little packets of condensed pill meals.

Also, they were given both drugs and electricity. I thought to myself, wow I've got to get out of here! So I walked to the male staff, and I asked them why they were keeping me here, and if they were going to brainwash me. They said, "Oh no this is no brainwashing facility. You won't be given meds or drugs." So I thought, they're going to implant me with something, and then possibly use this electromagnetic pulse on me like everyone else...who was sitting in futuristic charis that had three to a group, the interchanged and hovered above ground, surrounded by a white globe.

Very science fiction like...I decided to play it cool, then, the real man came. He was my friend who was coming to rescue me. He got inducted after fighting them, so I slammed an emergency fire alarm, and ran out finding a door which was locked. A man came rushing through to see who had been trying to escape, and since he was after the other guy I followed him outside.

There, I Found the other guy's motorcycle! I got on the motorcycle and raced to my house. This was the fun part, it seemed like days I traveled on the motorcycle. It was very realistic. Then I made it to my apartment, suddenly realizing they might be after me. Those who were in the facility escaped, but were also imposters like sleeper cell type imposters who were coming after me.

I packed up my things, but then I heard someone. It was a girl who had escaped. Anyways, I didn't trust her or the three others. They cornered me, and then when I told them I was getting something, I found a canister of gas and gas'ed them, then I got on the woman's awesome futuristic motorcycle, but a man came out, and said I needed him to help me drive. So we were on together with him driving, out to somewhere city-like, when we ran into more imposters. We stopped for awhile, and saw helicopters that dropped parachutes of brainwashed citizens who were going to overtake us.

The man I was with, took out a giant gun and blew up the parachutes with a gas-canister and then all the people who were after us passed out or died from the gas/bomb. Then me and him ran to a shelter, where women and children were being held as workers in some kind of labor camp in the past. But now it was deserted, and we were able to read into the past for when it was a concentration camp. They were ghosts speaking to us, little children, who told us how they had to work and etc. Mostly girls, and some boys who grew up there until they were teens, and then executed.

"Almost always, the creative dedicated minority has made the world better."
Martin Luther King, Jr.

Alright, the last one: It was at my house. I live with my grandparents. My grandma was at work or something & my grandpa was inside. Me and the neighbors were hanging out for a while. Then I went home. It was getting dark outside. Then for some reason my ex's little sister (we are still pretty close) & brother came over. We were in the garage. His sister went out to the sidewalk & was drawing on a table that was set up out there. His brother went off somewhere. All of a sudden two cholo looking guys walked up to me & asked if Tyler (my neighbor) was home. I said no I don't think so. & they walked away. I went inside really quick then as I opened the door to walk out there was another guy standing there. He asked if I knew where Tyler was. I said no. My grandpa then walked out & I got nervous because this guy looked scary. My grandpa told the guy to leave. The guy just stood there & smirked. My grandpa grabbed his phone & said he was gonna call the police. I knew that was a mistake.. The guy pulled out a gun a put it to our faces. I looked out and saw the other two guys appear next to my ex's little sister. I freaked out. Then everything went black. The next thing I remember is waking up in my pitch black room. I went to sit up & felt so dizzy & nauseous. I fell back down & everything went black again. Next time I awoke I opened my eyes to darkness. I sat up & again was overcome with dizziness. My vision was blurred & I could hardly stay still. I was so dizzy.. I went to get up. Determined to see what happened. I got up & immediately fell on the floor & rolled towards the door. I felt as if I was massively drunk with vertigo I was that dizzy. Finally I reached the door & pulled myself up. I looked around for my grandpa. I didn't see him. I began to panic. Then I remember my ex's sister (don't wanna use her name.) I stumbled into the office where I found my grandpa. I was filled with relief. I skipped asking what all happened & asked where she was. "In the closet" he said. "Why!?" I asked. She should've been in bed. "She insisted, she wanted to. It's where she felt safe I guess. So I let her" I went to my room & opened the closet & turned on the light. I saw her buried under stuff she kinda shrunk back, to hide, when she noticed it was me. She jumped out & hugged me. I started crying and squeezed her. I told her I was so sorry.. I didn't ask her what happened but in my head I kept getting the thought of rape... She hugged me more & I told her to come to bed. I tucked her in & then woke up. It was such a sad dream. I woke up sad. :'(

Okay so my second one was, it was late at night. & I was with my old friend Bubba. We were walking around when he got a call. He told me there was this guy who needed help cleaning his house and his son had gotten murdered. I felt really bad so I agreed we should go help him. In my dream I think I was supposed to be 17 or younger or something because I was scared of getting caught by police for curfew. (I'm almost 19). We went to cross the street & I've always hated J-Walking. Scared of police & getting hit. We make it across to the middle part where there was like a strip of cement. There were a lot of cars & Bubba said k let's go he ran across nearly getting hit. I stayed behind because I was scared. He yelled but I waited until there were less cars. He ran back grabbed my hand & we went to cross when a cop drove past. My heart started pounding & I was for sure we had gotten caught. But it just kept driving so we went on our way. The neighborhood & surrounding neighborhoods in my dream was supposed to be mine & looked quite similar with little differeneces. We were walking & talking when a strange sad girl on a skateboard rode up to us & started talking to me. She was crying & I asked what was worong. She told me about the assembly at school about a girl who had died in a car crash years ago. (At my old high school this was a real thing, The Amanda something..) I stared ignoring her & wished she would just go away. Not sure why. We neared the place & saw a flyer on a light post about the murdered boy. We told her that we were going to help the man clean his house. As we got closer the scene started changing slightly. It became darker. The street lights became more eerie. The area was more dirty. Trash everywhere. It was crowded. Finally we got next to the house & I got an unsettling feeling. I stopped & Bubba and the girl took a few more steps. He then said something like "Why does it smell like gas fuel!?" I then noticed the big truck parked in the driveway was smoking. & The house was pitch black. All lights off. All of a sudden it clicked that the man that called had murdered that boy & he had called us to murder us too. I started walking away quickly & they followed. I wished a police would drive by. I felt like the man was watching us from his house & would come out any second. I then woke up.

Okay so, last night I had a few dreams. The first was I was in this big open desertish area in the middle of nowhere. Kinda like a construction site. (Looked something along the lines of this: 3scape Photos: Lots of new buildings and condos, Phoenix (9-2005), Arizona (IMG_6148) - Fine Art Print & Stock Photography by Adam Romanowicz except more empty. There was a parking lot, a bathroom area, then through the open door way was this open area with like unfinished buidling type things. Well me & my ex were there. Along with like maybe 10 or 12 other people. There was a woman would handed us each guns & it became clear that this was gonna be some sort of survival of the fittest game. I didn't want to do it. I wasn't sure if we'd been kidnapped or what. She said we had 1 minute to hide & then when the time was up we had to start shooting everyone & the last one standing was the winner. I looked around for a hiding spot & as she said GO I ran & started climbing up one of the building things. Others followed so I climbed like a monkey & jumped & got to the top as quickly as I could. Then I woke up. /: but fell back asleep & right back into my dream. I was walking to the bathroom though. I needed to pee. I was scared & didn't wanna go back. My ex walked up behind me (I believe in my dream he was still my boyfriend) & was about to kiss me but noticed people were looking so he grabbed a paper towel. I guess we didn't want people to know we were together because then they'd know our weakness. Eachother. I asked him if this was real? or was it a game? could we stop? were these real guns? He went & asked the lady for a break & she said yes. He came back & told me. I asked if the bullet were real or not. He said he was pretty sure they were & laughed. "So we really have to kill people!?" I asked. He said something like "Well we just have to shoot eachother. So probably just go for an arm, leg or shoulder or something. I'm sure these people aren't hearltess anough to kill..." I looked at him doubtfully & said he has too much faith in people. Then it hit me that he may get shot. He may get killed. I started crying & woke up crying. I called him immediately & told him what happened. So basically, what does it mean? To dream of guns? & playing a "game" like this?

I was in a house and the walls floor and ceiling were wood it was my friends house but it looked nothing like it the house had no doors excepted the front and back I was standing in the doorway with someone next to me I think we were looking for something and apparently in this house some of the things weren’t real so my job was to “delete” the fake items to do this I would put my index and middle finger and thumb together in a diamond shape and a blue orb would expand 2 feet in all directions when I did this all the fake items in the room would vanish I went in the bath room and did these then I went under the sink and grabbed some underwear and put them on (WTF) I remember walking around in them and deleting stuff what was strange in that I was using lucid powers like behind this door in what im looking for but I wasn’t lucid

Two dreams again ._.

Casually watching youtube on the microwave

I remember watching on the microwave, specifically 2-3 videos on Nintendo 64 best games countdowns. I watch the last video, and my dad comes out to the kitchen, and I start talking to him about the Nintendo 64. He recognizes some game I have never heard of, then I remember the countdown hitting #2, then the dream ends.

I then see my dream friend wake up, and he is a bit depressed that he remembers none of his dreams the previous night. I then tell him what precisely happened in his dream, like I was a bystander or something.

"Epic" house fight

Okay, so me, my brother, and my mom are at my grandparents' house, and I either have my psp, or my yo-yo with me. If it was my psp, it was dead, if it was my yo-yo, it had no string. Either way, I could not use either one, so I just had it in my pocket. Due to boredom my grandma suggests we go digging for something of which I can not remember. So we grab two quite heavy chairs, three small shovels, go into a van, and take off. We go up a mountain, but on the way up, we go around three corners, all of which have a lake next to them, you have to drive a bit into the water to get around and up.(Deja vu moment. Not sure if I dreamed of this place before, or what.) We end up at the top, and we see about 3 homes, and a lot of land. We put the 3 shovels in a soft spot in the dirt in someone's front yard, and I am sitting there wondering why we were doing this, and if one of us owned this land or something. My mom and I sit down in the heavy chairs, and wait two to three minutes, then grandma grabs one shovel and says "they need to be taken out like this, one jerk to the back, to knock the dirt out, but keep the ___(...Something. Don't remember what) in." So what is left on the shovel is what looks like granola bars, but I assume it is some vegetable. We do the same to the other shovels, and next thing I know we are back at my grandparent's home(Dream home, doesn't have the same appearance as the real one).

I look in the street and there are archers and swordsmen standing there, after something of which I do not know. They all sort of stand down, so we think we are safe, but as they start dispersing, one man who looks like Boromir from Lord of the Rings keeps his bow fired straight at me. He shoots it, and I dodge, running to the backyard.
A huge fight ensues, and I try to gather reinforcements. I see two cats with about 6 six kittens, and somehow know they will help. Oddly they were located behind a fence in the backyard, which had another fence behind it. I keep walking, and see some pigeons, I see them, say that we are in danger, they all fly off, but I think they are on our side. I think see a huge tree get up and start gathering bushes and other trees to help. The big tree reminded me of an ent. I see a pigeon, and hold on to it, it brings me way into the air, and drops me, I grab onto a nearby tree, and climb down. Then the dream sort of ended.

I do not think either of these as being fragment dreams, they were both pretty entertaining, I'd say my dream recall is getting much better

I recall four dreams from last night:

DREAM #1

I go to some village with my family... I guess it's kind of like Old Sturbridge Village or something. We don't have long to be there because it's about to close. They make everyone take out their phones and iPods and leave them at the front entrance on top of a blanket. I felt self-conscious because my iPod looks really small compared to everyone else's.

In the village place, we go to a bookstore. I dance around in the bookstore singing a song about Pinkie Pie. ... Yup.

DREAM #2

I'm at a library, and I'm helping a woman return her materials. But then I'm not sure where to return the CDs because I can't find the slot for audio/visual returns. Suddenly there are like a hundred different return slots at the library desk and I can't figure out what any of them mean. So I just leave the CDs lying around and hope one of the librarians will find them. The woman I helped sends her son to find me, and he gives me a card with money in it. Then I go outside and my dad is there to pick me up. I'm still worrying about the CDs.

DREAM #3

Brief dream about some kind of family reunion, I think at my grandma's house. My mom is complaining about how she doesn't like one of her cousins, which I find shocking since I thought they were friends.

DREAM #4

I'm being forced into a Hunger Games type of competition, where a bunch of kids have to fight with each other and one kid has to kill everyone else. Except, we all have to wear ridiculous outfits while we're fighting. We each have some kind of personal assistant who shows us what we're going to wear. My assistant is this kind of chubby bald guy, and my outfit is this ridiculous Victorian-looking yellow dress with a lot of buttons up the front and a tiered skirt. Then I have to wear a yellow leather jacket over it.

We all get changed in the same room. I change next to Fiona (my sister), because she is also in the competition. She has to wear a purple dress. The bald guy is in the room with all of us, but he politely turns and looks at the wall so he doesn't see everyone naked.

I'm already starting to plan how I'm going to kill anyone who tries to attack me. Apparently I will have a sword for my weapon, and I plan to throw it at anyone who comes near me, and I think this is a totally foolproof plan.

Later on, I'm doing my hair next to some girl with pale, short blond hair. For some reason I know her name is Juliet, and I'm convinced that she used to go to Hampshire (where I go to school) but then dropped out, even though she doesn't exist in real life. Anyway, she says something to me like, "Everyone who dies will be a ghost. And the person who wins will be a monster." And in my dream I think that's the deepest thing ever.

Afterward, we all get a last dinner with our families. So I'm sitting at a table with my family, but I'm still thinking about what Juliet said. Fiona is like, "I have so much energy right now!" And I'm like, "But Fiona, we have to kill people!" And that's about where the dream ends.

I was walking around my neighborhood at twilight. The sky was starting to get dark, with streaks of orange here and there. For some reason, I decided to turn left down the street toward my friend's house. Suddenly, I saw a huge shadow on the ground, moving really quickly. It turned left just as I was about to. It was pitch black, and very long. Kind of like a giant snake in form. It also made this weird sound like scales being rubbed up on the ground while it moved past me. It all happened very quickly, and then it was gone. I stopped in my tracks. I knew what it was. It was the face stealer.

I had seen it in previous dreams, and this time, it somehow triggered lucidity. As soon as I got lucid, I heard the sound of its scales moving closer, until it just stopped. In the next instant, the shadow creature was in my face. Its head was massive, I could probably put my arms around it if I tried, which I didn't. It wasn't a shadow this time though. I could barely see its body extending infinitely, with dark green and blue scales like that of a reptile. I realized it didn't look like a snake – more like a dragon without legs. (okay maybe that's a snake already lol). The strangest thing was that its face seemed to change appearance very rapidly, like alternating between channels. I didn't recognize any of the faces though, but everytime it shifted, its eyes always looked straight at me.

I had been waiting to confront this monster for quite some time now, as it has haunted me a lot in the past. Luckily, I was lucid enough to know what to do. The face stealer was a made-up version of something I saw on TV. They are different in appearance, but they had the same motive – they would steal your face once you showed any emotion.

So I stayed still and let my face go slack. It was really hard because the creature was so scary and disturbing. Finally, I thought of an idea! But too late, it must've seen the surprise on my face. I suddenly felt my face contracting slowly. It wasn't painful, but I could feel it happening. A few seconds later, it stopped. I saw my face depicted on the face stealer's head. It was smiling eerily at me, with those crazy eyes like it wants to kill me. It was so weird seeing my face like that, and so huge.

Then I realized I couldn't talk. I tried to scream but nothing happened. I could see though. I put my hands to my face, and there wasn't anything on it. Literally. I poked the area where my eyes should've been, only smooth skin there. I apparently also didn't have a nose, though I could breathe just fine. I didn't have ears, nor a mouth. I had lost my whole face.

In a strike of perfect luck and timing, an idea popped into my lucid mind. I thought, since this was my dream, surely I could do something! I decided to be the face stealer this time. I closed my eyes (well, not really because I didn't have them, I simply chose not to see). Then I imagined the monster's face (my face) slowly contracting while I absorbed its features. I could hear the monster grunting as this was happening, until finally I only heard silence.

I opened my eyes, and saw that the monster didn't have my face anymore. No rapid shifting of faces either. It was just...a ginormous lump of coal with a scaly body. It wasn't moving either. I felt my face with my hands, and I could feel my mouth, nose, eyes, and ears – back to normal.

I flew away and never looked down. I went on to complete some goals I've been waiting to do, before I finally lost lucidity and woke up.