memorable

It's fall in the northern hemisphere and where I live it's a nice, warm fall. My subconscious apparently decided to screw that and I ended up with a night in which almost every single dreaming moment took place in a snow-filled winter setting. So did tonight's most memorable dream.

It started off with the unsettling feeling that it's a nightmare. There's the dreaming equivalent of "My gut tells me something bad is going to happen", it's got "Nightmare" written all over it but you just don't know it 'cause you don't know it's a dream.
In reality, I'm out of school since June. In the dream, I find myself walking my way from the bus stop up to the school buildings and somebody's watching me. Without ever looking in his direction, I know where he is. Later in the dream, I would also know where he lives.
I walk past him, I'm feeling cold. I make my way to the school and not much happens for a while. Our school buildings are significantly bigger than what reality has to offer, but that's a recurring theme for me. Then there's a gap in the fabric.
Again, I find myself walking up from the bus stop. Again, I know he's watching me. I feel even more unsettled than last time, but this time my girlfriend is with me and I decide not to take it. He's watching me from the first or second story of the building all the time, but I seemingly know that he lives in its basement. To give him a scare, I bang a twig against his basement window. I hear chatter about the situation, acoustically it is close to me, when my head percieves it like it's further away. Its content appears to revolve around "Yeah, he's a weirdo" and "I know him for years, he's strange". Nothing happens, another gap.
The same scene again, this time I'm alone. I walk past him, but this time I see him. He stares at me from his window, that goes low enough to allow all of his torso down to his waist to be visible. He stares. Just stares. There's a cold chill running down my back as I write this down. I walk past him just a bit. Another gap.
The scene restarts once again. All is the same, but this time he grins. His grin shows not happines, it ridicules me. It despises me. A grin so oversized and inhuman, Picasso could have done no better. It's not cheesy or goofy, it is nothing that a human could produce. And it scares me.
The scene restarts again. He grins as I start to boil with fright and anger. I try to turn around and not walk past him, but I can't. In my desperation, I pick snow from the ground and hurl it at him. I hit him - he vanishes.
Finally, a different setting forms. I'm not alone, my girlfriend is with me. We are not in a familiar place. It's a city street with the charme of a TV set. A long, curved street with midrise buildings to both sides of it, the front walls about 10 yards off the road with green grass between the asphalt and the concrete. A single bus stop on the street ahead of us.
We're walking along and nothing seems out of the ordinary. Her coat is beautiful. Then I see him, 50, maybe 70 yards down the street ahead. He's watching us through a pair of binoculars. In spite of the distance, I see his grin. Occasionally, he waves at us. When he does, his grin stretches even more, goes from ugly to hideous. He looks a little younger than what I had in mind from seeing him at the window and his face provokes a distant reminiscence of a friend of mine, who looks somewhat alike. I resist an urge to scream and instead drag my girlfriend to turn around and walk the other way. He's there, too. 50 meters away, he looks at us. Just the same. We turn around again. He's there. His face is getting more and more sardonic with that malicious grin. Slowly he comes closer. He does not walk, he just comes closer. Ahead of us and behind us, he is always there when we turn. To our sides, there are wall-to-wall buildings framing us in. He gets closer and closer. I remember the last window-scene and pick up snow to throw at him, but he remains unfazed. My girlfriend has taken a rather passive role and just watches. It appears as if she isn't terrified at all, when I'm going out of my mind with fright and this amazingly uncanny feeling under his terrible smirking.
He comes closer still, there appears to be no way out. The closer he gets, the more often I momentarily feel my real body lying in bed, like a glitch in the dream. Suddenly, when he should have reached us eventually, two cats jump between me and my girlfriend. In my state, I kick them, they run off. I wake up.

After waking up next to my sleeping girlfriend, there was obviously the feeling that you have after a nightmare. The anxiety, the sweating. But there was a noise. A dampened voice. I really didn't want to listen any closer to that, but I couldn't help hearing a man's voice say "Where is she!?" in a rather angry and aggressive tone, over and over again in periodic intervals of about 5 seconds. I did RCs like crazy, but I was awake. I sat up in bed, drinking some water. The voice started to fade, I stopped hearing the angry words, but the noise remained. Loud and clear. Laying back down, the noise started losing volume and becoming softer. And then, about two minutes after waking up, I realized it was my sleeping girlfriend's breathing.

I had a lucid last night, it might have ranked among my top ten best lucids. Enjoy. :3

I was in the 8th grade hall of my school, having a conversation with a friend about, ironically, lucid dreaming. The dismissal bell had rung; everybody, in colorful clothes, was heading downstairs via the double staircase and to the door beside of it. My friend departed, and I didn't pay attention to where he was going, but by the looks of it, he was going to fall down the stairs.

I was shortly outside, walking on the path to the bus loop that went along the mostly glass side of the school. Somewhere along the way I met another friend, distinguishable from his ethnicity and his green coat. Also, along the way, I became lucid. I continued walking, to prevent myself from getting too excited.

I marveled at how real everything was, everything was so accurate. I took this path every day for two years, and I'm still walking it this year, but I was still very impressed. Even the ditch that had been recently filled in, only this week, was accurate. The only flaws were a giant dollar weed growing next to the filled in ditch, and the lack of chalk paintings beneath my feat.



I was now on the asphalt road to the bus loop. Garbage trucks and other kinds of large trucks parked here. The light dimmed, mist seeped in around the sides of of the building and the surrounding forest. I just went along with it. My initial lucidity is usually followed by some sort of event that seemed to try to knock me back into non lucidity, usually I give in. Not this time.

"He's coming," I heard somebody whisper. Sound's just about right, it always seems to be a DC trying to confront me.

The basket ball court, a way's away, expanded to the size of a football field, and I was on top of it. The mist turned into a dark gray fog. I saw a dash at the fog's edge, chasing somebody.

It was really fast, like a ninja. According the the blur, the attacker was white with blonde hair, and he throws his arms back and leans forward at he runs.

I run around aimlessly, hoping for a sigh of the dream character. While running, I stuck a hand out and barely caught a pen, being thrown like a knife, from hitting another DC on the field. I smirked and said something incoherent, as it was hard to focus. I hadn't come derailed at all from the dream; concentration was just a little rough. I ran in pursuit of the attacker.

At some point, I stumbled, and as I caught my self from the fall, a rather late idea emerged;

I should stabilize the dream!

(Author's note: If you're one of those people who like music while reading about fights, I'd recommend this.)

"Anchor dream," I managed to blurt out. The dream immediately stabilized by at least five times. It had already been realistic; but it was like I was playing a video game, now I was actually there. I noticed after stabilized that my vision was about to black out before. I suppose I caught my fall more ways than one.

A swift force dropped me to the ground and rolled me over, and the attacker was standing on top of me, a short, pointed stick pulled back in his left hand, and a dragon shaped kazoo held less then a foot from my face in his right.

Perfect.

I moved the kazoo aside with a forearm, feeling it's jagged wooden texture, the feelings of the spikes on the dragon kazoo were that of the dull edge of a wooden cube.

The attacker, no older that thirteen, thrust his stick forward, towards my chest. As I intercepted, I noticed from the feeling of his momentum that he was only applying brute force and no technique other than a few fancy stances. Many principles of waking life combat are not present in lucid dreaming, needless to say. But I could name a few.

The dream character I was fighting was fast, but within limit. I kept his arms away from his center so he lacked protection and so he would take longer to recover. I disarmed him from his stick by drawing a circle with his wrist, and I made it burst into flames by setting my hand on fire. I reached out towards him with my flaming hand and he scampered back ten feet, and I stood up.

The dream transitioned to a bedroom, lit by a window. The ceiling was slanted, it was part of the roof. The boy who attacked me was sitting in a corner for reason, and I made him vanish on a whim. I contemplated on flying through the window, wondering if I would fit. The corners of my vision began fading quickly. My single attempt to re-stabilize the dream failed, and I blacked out into the insides of my eyelids, which I opened. I did a reality check using the digital clock on my dresser. I was awake.

But then I fell asleep again, and I can recall some dream about a squad of seven jet fighters that ended sadly with a nuke and them all being incinerated.

So that was cool.

Dreamed of being in a supermarket. I had no money so i had to steal some shit. I stuffed all my pockets, both outside and inside full of things. Everything was sticking out. I had a big can of beans or something that was coming out of my open jacket. There where 5 or 6 cash registers. I kept trying to walk past the one most close to the wall. But there was this girl there that kept noticing me. She was to nice to call the cops or something so she said ; "Do you have an ID?" I was like, "No.." "Then you can't go past here!" . Fuck! I walk back and every 5 minutes or so i try again with no success. Eventually i took everything out of my pockets and put it on the conveyer belt.

Eventually i'm somewhere else with Inge. Sitting across her on a lengthy wooden outside dinner table. Inside a building. Talking face to face. I wanted to ask her out so i said let's go midget-golfing !
She was okay with that, and she mentioned she's a Personal Coach.. And because of that is the only reason we are allowed to do midget-golfing without having to pay any money (guess i was still broke)

So we went midget-golfing. This was also inside. She showed her Personal Coach penny to her and the receptionist let us both in without payment. Phew, we got in. And we played midget-golf.
The place looked more like a line in an amusement park or something. But we had clubs and there where holes non-theless. But i don't remember any fancy statues or funny stuff that you see around midget-golfs courts. There where like 20 courts and at about the 7th-10th Inge grabbed her phone and started texting me. I thought it was weird i'm right here. But i let her type out a message and i read it. The first text said something about time. Like : "Are you having a good time. Or time is running out fast i have to go." My reply was : "Time goes fast when ur having fun"
Then she sent me one more text that said "Aus!"
I was like, wtf.. But within seconds i woke up and it was 7 AM. 1 minute later someone knocked on my door to wake me up. How did the dream know i had to wake up? Weird.

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In a nap today, like 1-2 hours. I was with my dad somewhere. Then we where talking about something and out of nowhere Philosopher Stoned from this forum appears. Hah!!
He was a young looking bloke with a medium/heavy build. And he had a white beard. I was a lil intimidated to see him in person.
Wow! I didn't know u lived in holland, and in my own town. That's so weird i said.
Well yea, it's a strange world. I told him something about magic mushrooms but PS was kicking my ass in every debate. I didn't have shit to say lol, and i didn't understand all the words he was using. He was really quite serious , but he laughed at me. I went to the back of the room and left him with my dad. And suddenly PS was gone and only my dad was there.
I asked : "Where did PS go?". And my dad replied : "I'm PS". WTF!!!!! That's not possible. And i started thinking about dreamviews. Could it be that my dad was him all the time luring me into debates. No way my dad is that smart. But maybe.. If he studied behind my back it's possible. Hmm.. Then i said out loud. "No way, this must be a dream. This is impossible." My dad said nothing but stare at me and laugh.. I was mindfucked and confused and in no time i was back in my bed. Only when i felt the texture of my pillow and sheet did i really understand what was going on. Sheize.

NOTE: I'm not sure if this is lucid or false awakening since I had control over it - just I didn't try anything crazy because I thought it was real, but the strangeness of the dream didn't phase me. I just accepted it as reality.

I started my dream somewhere far off, in the country. I had to walk with my parents and brothers to somewhere with people. As I walked they all went away one by one with no point or me noticing until I woke up that by the end of the journey they were all gone. Anyway, as I was walking through the hills and trees I saw a train track. Beside me I saw a police officer, we started talking as we followed the train track. I am not lucid at this point. I get to know the police officer fairly well when I see some strange man in black appear in different parts of the forest surrounding us (he would appear somewhere at the corner of my eye and then teleport to somewhere else). So we run into the first house we see and I look inside it and its the police officer's bones. The man is closing in on me. I see a train pull up to the house/train station I am in. I black out.

I wake up lucid on the train. I remember saying to myself, this is odd - how did I get on the train. "Well I blacked out, I'll just see where it goes and I'll get off and call my parents." When I think parents I see my mom appear in the seat beside me. I say, "I thought I was alone. What are we doing on the train? We were in the forest not to long ago.". She looks at me with horror and the train rolls. It starts to get a mix of zero gravity and I am spinning the train is flipping through the air and then falling the other way (barrel roll to back-over-end and back). Then I think something is wrong! I can't die like this! I take my chances unbuckle and jump out the cockpit of the train.

I fall on the ground at the house I blacked out in. Instead of being in an isolated forest I see that the train has not even left the station. From the outside the train is well - outside and not in a station. Go into the station in front of it and the train is in a black tunnel going on forever. I see the train had a problem with latching onto the track. So obviously, the train is flying and flipping and moving back and forth without hitting walls and without gravity or friction. I grab the train with my hands and pull it back to me. Its like its on ice. The train slides to me and then I step onto the train to get the passengers out of it, I take my foot off the ground and the train goes ape$h!!@ again.
I remember telling myself the only logical problem is that it is plugged into the wall. So I unplug the train and I remove the mangled bodies out of the train..

Looking back at the dream I wasn't making logical decisions, but I felt some kind of consciousness in the dream like it all made sense at the time. Instead of the movie like dream I remember the thought process that went on with the decisions I made. So it wasn't lucid or a false awakening.

As strange as the title is I can guaraantee you the dream was even more strange. However, before I get to that: some side notes.

Sixth DJ entry on dream views. As for my regular DJ, I have entries scattered all over the place (computer, iPhone, notebook, etc.) I'll organize it all at some point perhaps.

Insomnia is still gone so I'm proud of that, although last night I couldn't really recall any of my dreams. Had a nice sleep though.

Also, as promised, this is my first DJ entry with a visual element to it. So hope you enjoy all the effort I put into my 2 minute sketches.

That's it for news today!

-Cheers!

September 20, 2011 - Looking for Cheerios

Vividness: 8/10
lucid: No.
# of Dreams Recalled: 1 + segments.
Dream Time: 2 hours
Actual Time: 1 hour

Guide:

[-] Lucid
[-] Non - Lucid
[-] DC talk
[-] Notes

Had a nightmarish dream about a nightmare grocery store in a cave giving away free food for a crowd of millions.

Dream

So I'm in this ridiculously scary dream. I just remember it being night-time and extremely dark. I was driving in a car to this event where millions of people gathered to pick up free food at this nightmare grocery store. So as I'm driving along I see emergency vehicles directing traffic around this cave in the ground. It seemed as if there were millions of people. As I'm driving a police officer directs me to a parking lot on the side of where everyone is standing.

When I get out of the car I'm standing in this huge centre with a 100metre tall ceiling. I leave the car behind and try to find a way in to the cave. Since we were underground in this centre, there seemed to be doors on the wall of the centre which people could use to get inside the cave / nightmare grocery store. Walkways surrounded the place and I went on one to try and see if I could get inside from there, however in the end I found it that it was an illusion. The walkways led no where and you would actually need to walk around to the cave entrance to get in.



I walked back the way I came from with the route I took to get to the parking lot. Eventually, I end up in the centre of where everyone is standing and find out I need to jump into the hole in the ground. Most people hesitated to jump because it was a pretty high fall but after a while people jumped in.


The Cave Entrance.

I jump in. The place I'm standing in now looks like an extremely hellish place. The floors were red and rocky. The atmosphere was cold and people inside looked absolutely miserable in the dark environment. However, people stayed. The environment might have sucked but the free food was something everyone came for. Strangely enough, I ended up having a craving for cheerios and I went out on a search to find some.


Imagine this but packed with people and groceries.

I searched for a box of cheerios for a while when I saw one in this room I was standing in. However, as I tried to grab it a mother with her family just stood there looking at me and said, "That is not your box, go find your own." Hungry, I tried to lie about it just grab the box of cheerios. "Uhmm... I'm pretty sure this is mine, I left it here when I went to go look for my shoes."

Worst Excuse Ever.

The woman just looked at me with a strange look on her face. She wasn't buying it. So instead of arguing with her I just decided to give up on that box and find another somewhere else. Eventually, I get to this giant lava pool which was the grocery store's bakery section. I thought to myself, "Ah, they have to have it here. This place is huge!"



I enter the room and see a staff member stocking the shelves of the bakery section which bordered the giant lava pool. "Excuse me," I said, "Do you happen to have cheerios here?"
"No, not here. However you can get them from this room up ahead. The only thing is that you need to go through this life-threatening type puzzle." (sort of like portal with a lot of deadly lasers)

I couldn't believe this. I ended up trying the puzzles but I was to scared that I would die so I went back to talk that guy again. Just as I walk up to him I see a box of cheerios on the shelves. Quickly, I grab the box and few other baked goods and run off.

I walk through this hallway where I see my friends from school. They start talking to me about how much food they have eaten. I just see P.K. standing there with all this food in his hand and I start laughing at how much of a pig he is. (He's a pig in real life too, just can't gain any weight for some reason). M.C. starts talking to me, "Hey did you hear about this kid who had to go to hospital?"
"No. What happened?"
"Well apparently, there was this kid who had to go to hospital because he ate too much and insisted his parents that he was fine and should eat more."
When I heard that I became a bit shocked and stopped eating.

Finally, I leave my friends and head out of the cave with the cheerios box. I walk out of the cave and see that something had happened outside but my dream ended before I could see what was actually going on.

I dreamed I was kind of a secret agent, but nothing like James Bond, more like Toorop (Babylon AD). I was walking in tunnels with a large bush knife and a machine gun, and I was going to dismantle a secret underground base that had an atomic missile. After passing through a tunnel filled with traps and guards I went into the silo where the missile was.
I climbed the stairs and ended up in a wide street (after leaving the railing)
Two men came running towards me with arms to keep me from fleeing.
I stabbed the first in the right side of the abdomen, he immediately died.
I continued to run, the second tried to shoot me, I was quicker and shot him with a machine gun burst. He fell to the ground, dead, I kept running.
A third man saw me and released a German shepherd who began running towards me. I ran faster until i reached a river.
I jumped into the water (jump and dive).
The dog swam behind me too, but I managed to get to the other side of the river.
My allies were waiting for me with tanks and troops. There is one person who helps me get out of the water, a brother in arms). The dog fled ... I managed to escape.
I looked to my reflection in a tank ... I have long hair, a brown trench coat and a black and white scarf around me. I have military boots.
The dream "tells me" that I am part of the French Resistance, and I am fighting against the Italians. The river that I crossed is the border between France and Italy.

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Comment: Part of the dateless dreams series

I was at a doe (female version of a stag) party but the cake said one thing at first but then said something else. Then I was in a sleeping bag, and I had a weird pillow, loony tunes on one side, Disney Princesses on the other side. Then it switched to two Loony-Toon type of characters. A dog and I think a weird-looking mouse. The dog was put into a cage and the other animal, dug and somehow the dog's cage got filled with ants and pretty soon I sneezed (and lost my pants!!) and the cage blew over and the ants went everywhere including my underwear.

The second dream --It has Disney's Cinderella's family. They had a lot of animals..even more then in the movie. One Day Ella evsedropped on the step-family and Drizella got that feelings and opened up the bottom half of the door and all I could see was Ella's outfit. I guess Major, had foals in my dream and one of them became a race horse. They took a train and I guess the step-family said nasty stuff about Ella, since two little kids didn't want to give Ella any of their candy. Then the scene changed to me at a restaurant with a cereal box on my left and paper on my right and everything before then was a comic strip I was reading. I heard someone (a female) say "I need a pound of flesh from a young woman to stay young". Turns out it was Lady Treamine..and the ONLY young woman was me in the dream. But I used a revised line from Merchant of Venice "You can take a pond of flesh as long as you don't spill any blood". At that point a bunch of men were around my table..
and Lady Treamine went else where.

I dreamt that that I fell asleep in my bed straight into a lucid dream where I grew wings and flew through the ceiling. It was exhilarating and I flew higher and through more and more ceilings, one after another. Then I noticed the ceiling fans were below me and I was actually flying downwards (paradoxically it would seem).
Then I landed lying in front of St. Peter's gate. A large stone gate standing on top of a circular stone foundation, seemingly floating in space. The gate was unattached, merely a gate with the carving "St. Peter's" on it. I started getting scared and really wanted to ascend, away from here. I was lying in my bed again, "half-asleep" (still within a dream). I even kept having to adjust my sleeping mask on my eyes.
After wishing hard enough to ascend, everything became bathed in golden light, and I knew I had golden wings. I flew up once more only to start falling straight down, quickly. Staring straight up, I fell straight past the gate and the platform it was on so I could see how it was standing atop a giant tower or spire. I kept falling, fast, with occasional vibrations that I could feel in the "real" world (within a dream).
Finally I landed on my my back on my bed, but under my eye mask I could see the shadows of flames flickering in the corners of my room and my bed started getting hot. (I could never really see any flames) My legs and back grew warm. I could see the shadow of a figure walking bath and forth on one wall. And heard a voice talking less TO me, but more AT me. It was around this point I realized I was in Hell and shocked myself awake.


I actually only woke up with a very vague after sense of warmth on my back. And surprisingly the fear and surprise wasn't there, like how emotions follow me from other intense dreams. I think that everything took place in a dream within a dream really helped. That and the fact that I don't believe in a Heaven or Hell and am incredibly secure in that belief that it didn't bother me as much as it should in my logical waking world. Of course I'm shaken that I would have such a dream in the first place, but I still think it was neat. Also even though the dream FELT lucid it couldn't have been, I was merely dreaming of having a lucid dream where these things happened.

Type: Non-lucid
Vivid: Long

Dream: I'm standing in a airport somewhere in Turkey. It appears that I've missed the flight back to Sweden and my parents has my passport :O.

I'm now in a aircraft that will bring me to back to Sweden. The aircraft is quiet big and I am talking to a familiy that are sitting right next to me. We are talking about that I maybe have to fly back to Turkey due to the lack of passport.

I'm at the airport and I am meeting a guy that will help me get a passport for 1000 euros :O

Note: The dream ends right here. It maybe seems like a short dream but it felt like it was for ages.

I spend a few hours with an old friend and his buddy on a chouch. It was boring as shits. We where in some appartement and outside was a pretty big plaza. We went outside a few times and came back. Maybe we went to the supermarket or something.
This whole time they had to pick some girl up. When we did pick the girl up we didn't even leave the appartement. There was a small window in the back of the room. When we opened the window and looked into it there was a kitchen room with a large dinner table and a whole bunch of girls walking around and cooking and stuff.
This girl was there lol, and she climbed up trough the window into our appartement.

When my old friend's buddy left the tension was kinda gone and M started talking. While i was still bored. He said, can you go let urself completely go? Scream or something. I said sure just let me put up a tool album. We where sitting behind a computer and i magically made a tool song appear. And this song.. It was really good and it was definetly tool. But i NEVER heared this song before! (maybe it's from the unreleased album lol!) M understood what kicks me off.

Then suddenly we went back to the attic window. And literally like 30 girls came climbing trough the window into the appartement room and started dancing. All equally pretty girls lol. I was still bored and just stood there. Then this girl came up to me and asked ; "are you 6 or something?" I said. "no..."
"Ofcourse not." She replied. "But doesn't this make you horny or something." I said "sure, but what am i to do. "

Don't remember much more. Slept for 15 hours . ^^

Lucidity: 8/10
Vividness: 9/10
Length: ~10 Min.

I was lying in my bed when my whole body went numb and I started to fall, I held on and I barley opened my eyes and I saw my window. Something that looked like a tree branch turned into a dinosaur, then I tried to turn it into a bird, it did. It was kinda cool, but very scary. I lied there until I couldn't feel any numbness anymore and looked around. I went down stairs to talk to my dad and he got up after I poked him a couple of times. He checked his sides and next to him were a bunch of pictures and one was with a kid that had a knife in his hand pointing at his neck, then he went back to sleep. I turned around and my dad's friend Steven was caught on something, I didn't help him and I jumped out of the window. I got caught on a part of the window, so I just untangled myself. My dream body looked like Ichigo from Bleach. I ran through the darkness of the night when I found a place where they caught somebody. I turned into someone else and listened in on their conversation. It wasn't that interesting so I left and went to a store. I started to feel hungry, so I didn't think about it. I threatened somebody, I saw a camera with a bunch of lazers and stuff in front of it. Then I saw this girl, while I was walking up to her. She started to bark like a dog, as an experiment I barked really loud at her to see what her reaction would be, as I expected. She barked really really loudly back. I thought that this dream was out of control and I thought it would never end, so I tried to wake myself up and I did.

It started at a water park and we were probably riding rides but the farthest back in the dream I can remember we were about to leave the park. I didn't want to leave yet because I wanted to buy a souvenir before we left. So I got in the truck and my dad was with me in the passenger seat. We went through some parking garages and dirt roads through the water park and then we parked it and found a clothing shop.

We went inside and found out it was a Gothic clothing store. After laughing at some of the clothing there I said maybe they have some better stores here. We went out the door, turned a corner, and there was another store but they sold boring stuff and I can't remember what it was they sold. We exited the store from another door inside the store and we were now in a mall!

I love collecting knives and swords so I immediately searched for a knife shop. I couldn't find one anywhere... I searched and searched but still no knife shop. I thought maybe there was an app for my phone that can tell me what stores were here and there was. It said there was one but it didn't say where it was.

I then began searching for a map (don't worry the interesting part is coming up). I thought maybe there were maps on those display stands at the front of the store. When I got there the unexpected happened.

I saw the map and was so happy that I could find out where the store was! As I'm walking toward it, a bunch of people dressed like death metal freaks were riding on motorcycles with demonic appearances like fire and skulls, and they drove through the glass walls at the front of the mall, ran over the display stand (come on really? I needed that map) and, started attacking mall shoppers. I was kinda pissed at first when they destroyed my map, but then I saw the store I was looking for! It was a mid-evil/magic shop. I walked in with my broseph (taterking5), and we explored all kinds of things! There were swords, axes, shields, armor sets, wizard robes, magic spell books, wands, staffs, all the fantasy stuff in one store except it looked real. I found a veil filled with this sparkling liquid that said invisible liquid. It was 4 dollars so I bought it. I don't think we had much more time to buy anything else because of the death metal bikers causing havoc.

I went to an office that had a bed, a desk, and a few other bedroom similarities in it and found a biker just sitting there. I walked in and started talking to him about the store I went in and he said yeah that store is cool. He held his hand out and focused on a cup on a table across the room and started concentrating on it and then he said a few words and I can't remember them but they were gibberish anyway. Something like blahmeg shnizen fluah (reminds me of German). When he said that, the cup started floating and he could move it around like he was using the force. So I went to try and accidentally knocked it over on the bed and it got wet. Then, I focused on the bed and said the words and the bed started drying! He smiled and said I was very powerful at this magic. Then, my friends walked in and he got up and left. I said watch this, you won't believe it. I focused on the cup and said the magic words, but it took way more focus and I tensed my muscles in my arm and head even more than before. It levitated and everyone was in shock. I told them how but they couldn't figure it out. I then said look what I got from that store over there and pulled out the invisible liquid and poured it on the pillow and half of it was now invisible! I then got some on my hands and then they too turned invisible in the pattern I spilled on my fingers. I then remember coughing a lot during the moving of objects and turning stuff invisible. I thought that's odd, I was fine before. Maybe I am getting a reaction from the liquid.

I used the powers I got for a while longer and then I woke up.

I dreamed caught a mouse in a trap. I was going to let the dog play with the dead mouse but then I noticed the poor thing wasnt dead. So I took the trap and all outside and punched it hard a couple of times to crush the mouse. As I was trying to open the trap I noticed it still wasnt completely dead, it was twitching some. So I got a rock and crushed its head. Its blood was green. Then I opened the trap and dropped it out for the dog to play with.

A couple of minutes later I saw that it had turned into a cat and it was alive and walking around but hurt! Btw I think our dog might have been a cat in this dream but cant remember for sure. Then later in the same dream my dad had the cat in his arms and he brought it in the house to show me and put the cat near my face and I was scared it would claw me to pieces, but it didnt claw me, maybe swatted at me a time or two. I think it had a bandage wrapping around its neck but cant remember for sure.

I was at work. Up in the delivery bay (I work part time at a sports store) were some of my friends as well as people I didn't recognise. My friends were at the front of the people who were in rows, facing them.

Walking downstairs towards the shop floor, a man started shooting a machine gun at me. Somehow I got the gun and started firing back. The bullets were unpredictable and slow and the man managed to escape by running down the stairs towards the fire exit.
I ran out of ammo and I knew he was coming back. I ran onto the shop floor and towards the other end of the store, which was the tills. There was an empty rail in the way, which I slide under. I got to tills but the man had followed closely with a dagger.

I struggled with the man for a while but finally stabbed me wih the small dagger in the side of the neck. The man then ran off. I didn't removed the dagger. I fell to the floor. No one was calling 999. I started to panic.

I transferred to a school that you would probably find in Halloween Town. It was pretty cool, except, the food was, well, not so great. You'd think it would be candy and sweets, but, no. It was candied spiders or something like that, spaghetti with actual worms and eyeballs, and more disgusting things. I decided to bring a home lunch from now on.

I looked on a sign right next to the food which said, "You only have six minutes to eat, better hurry." Or something like that.
Some people all headed outside for something. I followed them, and Sam (twin sis) tagged along. The most popular guy in the school was about 30 or so yards from me. I got really mad for some reason. I started sprinting (and so did Sam!), but I could sprint faster since I was in Cross Country. I leaped up, almost in slow motion, to try to punch the popular guy in the eye. He deflected it. I grabbed a toy lightsaber (real maybe, but the beam didn't work, then) out of nowhere and tried to hit him with it. Every blow that I gave went in slow motion. I tried to hit him with it, but he stuck out his arm to block. We were in that position for a couple of seconds. I wonder what I looked like there.

A light overtook us. Then my dream speeded forward to lunch the next day. I did not eat again. The popular guy was there, standing up with his group of friends. He wasn't mad at me about the previous day. He ate a lot for lunch, not sure what he ate, but he ate one more bite. And then he goes, "Aww, why did I just eat that?" Then all his friends go, "Dude, you were full already!"

So they held him down or something between 2 chairs so he wouldn't upchuck. I walked beside him in the nicest manner I could and patted his hand and said, "You'll be okay." I smiled, then walked off.
That's all I remember.