memorable

I had a twisted involving meeting my dream dad who I hadn't seen in decades. I had to see him because I was working on a criminal case where a baby was locked into a safe for a length of time. I was able to solve the case because he had done the same thing to me when I was younger. I do not recall if he was doing it to stop the baby from crying or what, but I believe it had a medical connotation to it. He looked kinda like Shaun from Fallout 4 (Spoilers). Apparently he was a rich and famous actor or something. I ran up to him holding some sort of evidence of what he had done. I was about to question him for what he did to me and others and he asked me to come closer. He then pulled off my thumb and the joint. I was in shock. It didn't really hurt yet, but I just couldn't believe he would do that. He just sat back in the car and smiled and said he was not ashamed of what he has done. He was then put into the back of a police car. The police officer then told me they didn't need my evidence, they had all the proof they needed that the man was a psycho.

Another fragment involved a D.Va racing game. I was watching my brother play with 2-3 other people. Think sonic racing for how it is played. You're constantly going forward and you can use the boosters to jump up and hover a bit. They all were doing pretty bad at the course and it prompted me to want to try. I hooked in a controller, n64 if I recall correctly, and gave it a shot. The course was much more difficult this time around. It had many more jumps and curves and obstacles. Before it was pretty straightforward, but this one had many parts of the track that led to a void requiring you to boost over.

(Dad in this dream looks like he does irl, the previous dream dad and this dad don't look alike.)
My dad was going through a very drastic midlife crises. He bought a fancy new car and started to disappear for long lengths of time. The dream picked up with my dad picking up some stuff from the house and going on an unspecified vacation. He had transitioned into a female, sortof. He sounded and looked like a woman, and had lost a little bit of weight. You could kinda see his original appearance and hear his original voice, but he had clearly gone through a lot of changes. I am sure he had started HRT. I was so confused and scared. My mother tried to support him but was afraid she was losing him. He said he had a boyfriend on the side and was trying to figure out who he was. I asked him if I should still call him dad or if I should start calling him mom. I didn't want to have two mothers this late in life. I asked him if I need to call him male or female. Despite his appearance he said he was still male and dad. I wasn't ready to accept such drastic changes, and I kept in mind that he could still reverse the process and be like his normal self again, but I just didn't know what to think.

The dream started at J's house. I had insulted his mother so much that I made her cry (which by the way is probably really difficult to do). I ended up having to fight her.
In the next fragment, I was at the dollar store with my nephew, looking at gigantic notebooks and more importantly examining the fish in the fish tanks that Vladimir Putin plans on sending to a black hole with a rocket. After I left the dollar tree, me and Brian Griffin from Family Guy decided to sneak onto the rocket shortly before takeoff. I remembering commenting about how difficult it was to smoke weed in a rocket flying at thousands of miles an hour while Brian was at the viewing window as we approached our destination. Putin's plan in my dream was to shoot through the edge of a supermassive black hole to know what would happen (presumably). As we were approaching, our screams rose over the sound of the rocket's engines. when we shot through, everything was silenced and we heard mildly haunting piano music for a few seconds before we shot out again in the direction we were arriving. I heard Brian scream "Wait a second, we're still near the black hole!" as we plummeted towards the even horizon. Instead of instant death, spaghettification, or anything bad, we were teleported to an entirely different galaxy that Brian dubbed the malaria galaxy. The music that was playing was a mix of soft runescape music like that of "garden" and 22 seconds into "God Jesus Please Kill Me Damn It" by Spook the Dog.

Fell asleep at: 12:00 AM

Woke up at: 9:00 AM


Dream 109: Yet Another Apocalypse Spectacular

A minute in and I'm rocking the boat already. Well, not figuratively of course. It was probably a bad idea, scaling a massive (And rusty) tugboat near the river when I myself don't even know how to swim, but, eh, I'll find a way out. As I shift my body weight from one side of the ship to another I find a box filled with medical supplies. Before I could find out what's in there I have to get out of the massive boat due to the fact that it is leaning 60 degrees towards the rapidly moving river.

After hopping down from floor to floor, I'm a little disappointed that I couldn't acquire a medical kit of any sort. But I'm still alive, so that's enough of a miracle for me. "Shenandoah" by Tennessee Ernie Ford starts playing in my head for a bit, as I reflect on what had led up to this point. I had always thought I'd wind up as a plucky scavenger in the post-apocalypse, the kind that involved near total societal ruin. I didn't revel in this atmosphere, nor have I ever asked for it, but it's here now and I'm doing fine.

Suddenly during my reverie, my friend JJ drives up to me in a busted up red car. He asks me what I'm doing and I respond with an "Eh, nothing." He offers me a ride to which I don't pass him up on. He drives us towards a largely barren settlement with a few people and kids running about. I'm amazed/suspicious at how well this place was holding up. We park in front of a gas station/grocery store with a few people inside of it. Some of the aisles were picked clean, but I find myself some lawn chairs and take them along with me.

JJ tells me that the town was throwing a birthday party for him, and asks me to join in. I accompany him to a sort of mobile home (Bigger than any mobile home I've ever seen) here there are people dancing and talking and such. I begin to get paranoid. "What if this is a set-up? Perhaps some Mexican church bishop had poisoned the party-goers or something (Like in Fear the Walking Dead)?" It's all too much to handle at once.

I walk outside and just set up my lawn chair, taking in the bright blue skies. Then the dream ends.


Dream 110: Just A Bunch Of Random Nonsense

I'm in this coffee-brown room with a guy who looks like one giant marshmallow (In the shape of a human, of course). He asked me and a colleague of mine to help rescue his girlfriend, whom I assume is also a marshmallow. Along the way we end up getting lost and forgot our objective altogether. Then the dream ended.

Non-dream stuff; Woke up early enough but slept again and then just stayed in bed far too long because I felt very poorly yesterday. Had a few long non-lucid dreams but let's see what I can remember...

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Sequence 1:

I remember being at a street and walking down with my partner; it was day time and I think the sun was to the right, as we were walking in the shade of some terraced houses or the like. We were going to some rented cars we had at the moment, we had two rented cars and one was up the street and the other down the street. When we got to where the second one should have been, it was gone. We reacted a bit with "oh shit..." as some of the stuff we had was in the boot. I couldn't remember what exactly but I think my partner's laptop and some backpack of mine.

I said we should call the police and I remember "seeing" an interface that showed they'd find it in under an hour. There was even a thing where I could pay the police some more money and they'd use a jet to find it very quickly. My partner said not to bother, because (for some reason) even though the car had been stolen we'd only have to pay the rental company 100 from the deposit, which I found to be odd. But I was still worried about our stuff at the very least.

Can't remember how that sequence ended.

Sequence 2:

Still part of the same general dream somehow, I remember us arriving on foot at a house; it was night time. The place was more like a small castle or small mansion than a house, actually; a typical estate you'd find on large plot of land anyway, the building's stones were limestone, and it probably had some sort of gothic ornamentation. I remember we went in... There was a woman? Or maybe there wasn't anyone, but I seem to remember the presence of a woman.

I seem to remember we went into some rooms and dropped off some stuff we had on us and maybe sat down. The memory here seems to blend with memories of the previous sequence, so I'm not sure what chronological order things took exactly, apart from considering time of day in the dream.

Something about secret rooms... But then I remember that we somehow owned this place all of a sudden and that we were gonna change some things around.

Fragment 3:

I think this came before the first sequence, but some game where my partner was playing and he got a jet and I said "oh, I haven't seen that one before! let me try" and he wouldn't, saying "find your own" in a cheeky way even though he wasn't flying the jet too well, as I remember he clipped the nose of the plane on a skyscraper as he was doing a loop. I remember the jet had a nozzle-mounted machine gun and some rockets.

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Some notes:

• These sequences were much longer, but only writing them down about 3 hours after I've woken up, I've forgotten most of the details...
• I think in sequence 2, there was a fireplace that was lit when we first came in.
• The fact we had 2 rented cars does not make any sense, as I cannot actually drive in waking life. And my partner couldn't be driving 2 cars at the same time, obviously. Just this in itself should have been a good cue for RC.
• The fact my partner didn't care so much about our belongings in the stolen rental was odd too. Again another good cue for RC.
• The police "interface" thing was reminiscent of something from a game, I'm not even sure "where" I saw the interface, I think just in my normal field of view.

Date of Dream: FRI 3 AUG - 2018



Dream No. 387 - Separated Sections


Dream 387 A - My Dad And His Companion
I don’t remember much about this dream. From what I can remember, I was outside my house, standing in the driveway and talking to my dad. He said something about him taking a holiday to Croatia but that he was planning to go with someone. Judging by the person it was, I thought to myself, “Uh oh, how are we supposed to get him?”. There was only a short, feint subscene of me and my dad walking into an unknown house and WB sitting on the living room couch, not looking very happy towards me.

The second scene I can remember is where I was at some unknown parkland with other students and teachers from my high school. I have forgotten specifically what we were doing there. I had this ability where I could float in a sitting position, almost just like Dreamy WB but I was attached to a rotational desk chair and the steering was more controlled. I steered around for a while, trying to look for WB for something… The rest of this scene is a mess in my head.

Back in the driveway of my house, I looked at the slip of paper saying who my dad was supposed to be going with. When I had a better look, the name on the paper said something like “Mr. Vaiboo” which indeed was an African surname but not the person I was originally thinking of. Rather, it was some complete stranger. That’s all I can remember for this dream.

Dream 387 B - Unintelligent Dream Characters (Lucid Dream 23)
I don’t remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, I was on a bus and it was repeat of the afternoon bus run back in high school, with the time of day being very late dusk but the sky was still pink. The bus driver was supposed to be heading for Endeavour Hills shopping centre to complete the school run but unfortunately for him, I noticed he made a slight deviation. When I told him though, he said to me, something like, “We’re still heading towards Endeavour Hills, just a different way” but I found it very hard to believe him.

The street he was driving down was a court in real life but in the dream, it was supposedly going to link to a wide dirt track in which we would all be strangely taken to somewhere in the countryside. As we were driving down the road to the supposed dead end, I was calculating what stops the three other girls left were required to get off at. I recited the exact same stops that the girls got off at in real life.

A projection of a map was then shown with the supposed route to Endeavour Hills being marked in red. Now the map was being traced, also in red. It stayed consistent for the first part but then near the end, the red line deviated to go the opposite way! Back to the bus driver’s remark, I didn’t think he was evil in this dream, just stupid. I looked over at TK and thought to myself that she was going to be the one most affected as she was getting off at the furthest stop.

So I called for Dreamy WB but didn’t do it multiple times. Rather, I yelled towards the front window and slightly off to the driver’s side, “Dreamy WB! Can you signal TK off the bus?!”. That’s when an invisible energy rolled the window next to TK down and pulled her backwards out of the bus, sending her flying backwards in a sitting position, but moving towards the rightful destination of Endeavour Hills. I did ask if she could do the other girls but I have forgotten whether she had removed MJ and ADev or not.

The next scene was in the study room of a house but it was an unknown house. At the table were me, TK, MJ and ADev, the whole group, linking from the previous bus scene. The girls were amazed in hindsight and what Dreamy WB had done and ultimately, the overall abilities she had. TK made the first comment but I forgot what it was about. ADev then said that Dreamy WB actually tutored her once and she ended getting nothing but A+’s.

This is now the start of the lucid aspect which took place at my current house. I saw just at the stop of the stairs, in the hallway and WB’s dad, Mr Be., holding a valid African appearance, was standing on the other side of the closed glass door, just near the entrance to the bathroom, toilet and laundry area. Despite the door being closed, he still sounded very clear when he spoke.

He was telling me something about the fingers on his hands. He first told me he had seven of them but the dream seemed to be injecting a strange vibe into him, as well as introducing a very kooky dream character for me to deal with. This new dream character was claiming to be Mrs Be. but this looked absolutely nothing like her and the most disturbing thing about this dream’s claim… The woman wasn’t even African. Rather, she was a young, sprightly, white looking mum with blue eyes and platinum blonde hair!

For some weird reason, with no logical transition, I was now in the main part of the house as well. With Mr Be. and his weird seven and then six finger antics, this caused me to become lucid even though I didn’t shout out that I was in a dream this time. That’s when Mrs Be. now played difficult and was going to tickle me in an attempt to force me to wake up. I consciously remembered what happened in Dream No. 316 B and so scurried and rushed to get back into the hallway on the other side of the glass door.

Ruthlessly, the extremely distorted Mrs Be. came running after me but I managed to slam the door on her just in time. That was done, but she wasn’t going to give up any time soon. She attempted to push the door back open with brute force but I wasn’t going to let that happen. I can feel my muscles in my arms struggling to keep the door shut and when there’s only even a centimetre gap, she puts an arm through with her fingers going at me with rapid pace. I tried crying out for Dreamy WB but my airways were completely obstructed with phlegm, meaning that I had no voice.

The fact that Mrs Be. was constantly almost reaching me and I had no capacity to call out for help meant that I actually almost felt like crying. In-fact my voice was perfectly fine when I started wailing and crying, it would only turn to absolute phlegm when I would attempt to call for Dreamy WB. I did have a moment of powerful development though. I came back to the core realisation that I was lucid and so I could overcome the dream’s imposing effects.

It was an empowering thought as for a short amount of time, the activity in the other room with Mr and Mrs Be. actually froze time. In this short window of time, I backed away from the door, walked towards the top front balcony, and cleared my throat as hard as I could, even harder than the hardest attempt in real life when you’re sick. And then it happened, like a little kid having a tantrum, I was crying out for Dreamy WB but she didn’t appear just yet.

I noticed that the time in their half of the house was starting to unfreeze and so I had to move fast, back to the door to continue my defence. This time, I had a plan in my head of what I was going to do. At one stage, Mrs Be. took her time but stuck her arm really far out… That’s when I made a run for it. Instead of keeping it closed, I bashed the door open and made a run for it, missing Mrs Be. by just a millimetre, instead knocking her onto the ground as I swept past her and going past Mr Be. who was obliviously admiring his stylish 7-fingered hand.

Into the laundry I went and while I was in there, I saw this young African man coming in from the backyard. In a panic, I swung the back door open, almost hitting him in the face and as I ran into the backyard, he gave me a look like “what’s wrong with her?” as he then casually continued into the house, slowly shutting the back door again behind him. Meanwhile, I was scurrying down the large sloped backyard as fast as I could. Just as I could see about the lemon tree, I cried out in an extremely tantrum-like tone, “Dreamy WB!!!!! Save Me!!!!!” like one of the little kids starring on an episode of Supernanny UK.

I reach the bottom and open the door to the music room. I enter it, slowly waking in to feel an aura of mystery surrounding me. As I look over to the piano to the right, the lid is off and the keys are playing to themselves! There was no volume though and it was only one key at a time. I then walked further into the room, examining other objects. Although Dreamy WB didn’t seem to be visible, there was always this energy sticking around, making me feel completely calm despite the weird things going on in the sidelines.

My lucid mind then helped me to determine that it may have in-fact been Dreamy WB herself who was sitting in-front of the piano and delicately pressing the keys one at a time. It was my original intention to physically see Dreamy WB but even just getting away from the real WB’s parents felt like an accomplishment to me. As I felt a sense of accomplishment, I willingly commanded myself to wake up and indeed I could see the dream slowly fading out and my bedroom coming into view.



Dream Tasks
- Have Logan receive harsh penalties from Dreamy WB due to reckless social behaviours (Achieved? Partially)
- Have Dreamy WB or Murray go to console an upset dream character (Achieved? No)
- In case of extended absences with Dreamy WB, train Murray on how to provide in-dream discipline to unruly parents (Achieved? No)

Challenges
- Start the dream off with Dreamy WB already present (Achieved? No)



Dream 387: Results (Competition #6)

387 A
Competition Night: 2
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Dream Guide: None
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes

387 B
Competition Night: 2
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Lucid
Dream Guide: None
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes



Points For This Entry: 19.5
Calculation Details:
- Non-Lucid Fragment (0.5)
- First Lucid Dream Of The Night (10.0)
- Was Introduced via DILD (5.0)
- Encounter a waking life enemy/rival (4.0)

+ Previous Total: 0.5
Total Accumulated Points: 20.0



I don't think I would have noticed the extra details of the keys playing if I wasn't lucid and so aware.

I start off in this dream in some kind of scenario. I'm in the attic at Kenny's first home with my Sister Dion. It is night time and the room is dark but open and large. Some people are with me and are telling me that this place is haunted and so are some of the items inside. So we are walking around in this ever expanding place and at some point and time so one bumps into something and gets spooked by it. I look back and seen something tipped over in front of her. I asked what the hell are you doing and she says it fell in front of her, causing her to run into it. We pick it up and put it back where it was and we continue to walk through the room. Some time had pass and now things have escalated. Now figures were appearing and one came and frecked out the people I was with and they ran off, leaving me alone to deal ith it. It turns out to be some kind of zombie and he yells and chases me. I run but was not afraid of it. For some unknown reason, it may have been due to a tiny bit of lucidity, thought that it would be a good idea to try and possess a zombie. I turned to him and let him come up to me, wrapping me in its arms and I pressed the side of my head up to his chest. It worked. I'm now a zombie but the owner of the body appeared and yanked me out of its body and threw me across the room and into another place with zombies.

They knew what I was trying to do and one zombie laid on the ground with its arms down by its side and then he looked at me. I knew what to do. I went over to him and laid down over him and my body went into his and now I have become the zombie. I stand up and look at myself. My clothes were all torn up and rotted. My skin was dark and discolored and I felt weird. The environment changed and it is now daytime and I seen windows behind me. There was a spiral staircase infront of me and someone came down it and I saw that it was and SD Gundam GM. He saw me as a zombie and pointed his finger at me. Becoming a zombie was a mistake and now had to find away to convince them that I was human. I threw my hands up in surrender but knew that it was not gonna work. he pulled out his blaster and I took off running. I bolted acroos the room where he followed then outside through the windows. I'm running down a street and some kind of music was playing. Behind me was now Captain Gundam and I can see his huge cute eyes looking angrily at me. I tried to talk but it was no use just moans and growls came out. Another SD Gundam spotted me who had a Megazord feel to him. He was red in color and was a cop, trying to hook me in its cuffs. It made sounds as it was fired at me and returned to him if they missed. I'm not about to let that happen and almost for got about Captain and tripped over him. He caught me but I managed to somehow escape and as time went on of me getting chased by them, the music increased in volume. It was nice pleasant music that was a perfect score for this dream. I realized that the music was from Captain Gundam and started humming and singing it. Zombie can't run that fast and even if they could they can only do it at night or for a short period of time. I was tired and knew that I was about to get hurt. They came up behind me, bumping into me and realized they didn't want to hut me any more. Captain walked in front of me and I was gonna turn and leave but the red cop one was behind me. They wanted me to follow them. So I and we end up somewhere in a small yard and I sitting with the tow of them. Captain was sitting on the steps and the red cop was next to me and another third SD Winged Gundam was also nearby.

So the dream kind of starts backwards, just so you know.



There was a rumour that everything that had happen during the past weeks was a lie. Someone had lied about their identity.

I was entering a classroom where both classes had joined together to figure out what was going on.
There was a girl holding back the tears. She stared at me with such hatred that it became very uncomfortable. Did she know?
"There she is, now we can finally begin." said the girls to comfort the almost crying one. I guess I was late. But I had my reasons.
I found a spot to take a seat and went there. It was with the guys. All the girls were in the back of the classroom and all the guys in the front. What I noticed when I looked around.
The teacher wrote names on the whiteboard, they were all male names, and began to eliminate one name after the other. They wanted to find the culprit. I looked like I was calm but on the inside I felt so stressed. What if my name appeared on that whiteboard. What if...?
Soon there was only three names left and one of them was the name of the guy I had a thing with. The teacher asked him a question that if he was sent to an isle what would he wish to have? The guy answered: "Money." Wrong answer apperently. The teacher wanted him to pick a person. So the guy said my name and turned around and confessed how much he loved me. I was taken back a little and just patted him on his hand and smiled briefly. I realized that he liked me way more than what I did but at the same time I was so relieved that they never found the real culprit. I glanced back to the girl with the tears and whispered: "I'm sorry."

A few weeks earlier:

I was hanging with with guy I had a thing with and some classmates. It was fun until I saw a younger girl passing by with her friends. She was really pretty with dark brown eyes and long very dark brown black hair, it was almost black. She had a pink dungarees with a white t-shirt underneath. My friends were joking around and the guy-to-be-my-boyfriend brought me back to reality. He wanted to do cool things more fited for 16 year olds and nothing a 14 year old could do. Which was the age of the girl by the way. I wasn't really in for it so I blamed it on stomach-ache. Later that day when I came home my mother told me that I needed to retake some classes I missed but couldn't do it as myself. So I put on a wig with very boy-ish hairstyle and very loose fitting clothes. I would be given another name to be able to go to this other grade in the school. I still needed to go as myself to the classes I already had but aslo to the other classes I missed but as someone else. So I basically needed to run between the classrooms and switch the identities. Why? I didn't know it myself.

Next day

I walked into the classroom meanwhile eating a green apple and looked around for a seat. I saw the same girl as the day before. She was laughing and smiling with her friends. I tilted my head and smiled. Her friends whispered something in her ear so she looked at me. It was so sudden so I almost choked on my apple. She was really cute. I sat down a few tables infront of her with the other guys. The lessons went on but I could still hear her and her friends talk about the new guy in the class. I thought I looked like a tomboy but it seemed like I was wrong. After a long day in school I was ready to leave the yard to go home when this cute girl shyly asked me if it was okay if we walked home together. I was fine with that.
Soon she opened up about herself, she made funny jokes and just kept me in this extremly good mood.

The days went on like this. We met up after school and walked home together. Sometimes I couldn't be the guy and went home with the guy I had a thing with instead. So I saw her standing just right outside of the school-yard and wait for me. It was like I had become her new bestfriend and to just ditch her like that kind of broke my heart. But when I met her outside after school the next day she gave me a green apple. Suddenly things felt... different between us. She was afriad that I wouldn't always be there for her but as stupid as I was I promised her that I would ALWAYS be there. The very next second I knew she kissed me!
I was really shocked and worried.

Soon I would recieve letters home from someone that knew about me and my secret identity. I didn't dare to ever speak of it again and never did that "new guy" ever appear in the school ever again after that. But that was not enough, apparently. Someone sent two voice messages to the cute girl and the guy I had a thing with, it was my voice saying:

"If you don't come to this place before ???? a clock you will find me in pieces near you. All my bones will be broken and my flesh will be cut into unrecognizable...??? You must find me if you want me to live."

I was really shocked when I heard this and tried to find both the girl and the guy.
It took awhile but I later found out that they both went to that place to save me, but I wasn't there and I was fine. The person who sent the voice message was found on that place, broken and cut into a billion pieces. That's what I heard.
The guy I had a thing with found me in someone else home, lightly beaten, but he cried of happiness and hugged me dearly. The girl never showed up. She didn't know the female version of me. She didn't know that I lived. She probably thought I died in that place. She later found out that... that was not the case.

I would very much like to save this for my DJ

A historic dream? A weird meet cute?


I dreamt that I just woke up when my mother told me we had moved to a new house and asked me if I liked it.
It was very old looking, something from the 1500s I think and soon I noticed that my clothes was even from that time. Right outside was a harbor with large ships also from that time, bascially everything was old, okay? So I was just stepping outside to enjoy some nice fresh air in the new town that I hadn't seen. People were walking on the streets and some even went with horse carriage, since I was so busy looking at everything. I got kind of... lost. It was lovely but I wanted to get home before it got dark so I kept walking meanwhile the sun started to set. As my worried grew and I became tired, I didn't pay much attention to my surrondings and suddenly bumped into a man.

He looked like he wasn't much older then me, with dark brown curly hair and very fancy clothing. Obviously a noble.
The man asked me if I was alright and when I answered, with a kind of nasty tone that I was, he became some sort of annoying.
When we walked into each other he lost his shoe and therefor he kept whining about me handing it over to him. Or well he suggested me putting it on his foot for him, like Cinderella.
I pushed him aside and told him that I would never do it. When I looked up I noticed our house just a few meters away and hurried my way over there.
In the distance I could hear him scream out a question about my name but I never answered.

There was this town that I came across that was severely ruined and old. A kid brought me there to show me his junk collection. He had claimed this large area and wanted to give me a tour of all his treasures he had. He said it was important that I stay with him, and that he would help me in my quest. Think of this area like the gray terminal in One Piece. This kid had just claimed a small area of the terminal. I got impatient and ran ahead into the inner city. It seemed to just be a few mostly destroyed homes and empty plots of land. It had a big empty plot for a castle with two large staircases that had figures still standing where the stairs would be. You could almost imagine how big the castle would have been at the top of the hill. The inner city would have had about 10 homes, and the outer city down the hill a bit had about 30. Down further you could see a beautiful body of water. There was a building still standing, still inhabited. I talked with the man there. He was in his 60s and was willing to offer me a drug that could show me the past so that I may learn how to fight in incoming threat. He needed a few materials that I could get from the junkyard out front of the city. One of the materials was choline. I left the man's house and took in the sights again. I noticed a statue standing across the town, and by where I was were the plaques. I started telling my brother about this dream while reading the plaques. They were black with gold writing. They were very clean and looked brand new. The plaques told the town's purpose, their wars, the arena where they'd have duels with dragons, their use of dragons in defending their town, and more. My brother asked the name of the city and I couldn't find it. I was looking around and saw a sign that called the town jNIjl. I tried telling Kris the exact capitalization while telling myself not to wake up as I was doing so, but that caused me to do just that as I got about 3 letters in. Turns out I wasn't talking to my brother after all.


I also had an earlier dream where my oldest brother did his ex-wife a favor my taking care of a baby with major deformations and a dog with a broken back. He tried to pawn the injuries onto me and Kris but we were disgusted and wanted nothing to do with them. We were upset at Jeff for ironically not having a backbone and that he should have declined to care for these poor souls, but he does whatever she tells him to and couldn't say no to her. I also noticed our grandparent's dog trixie was there. Apparently they didn't want their dog either. I was okay with that one though, their dog is a Shih Tzu. Adorable little ball of energy that one was.

Another dream involved me at a concert looking for my brother. I looked everywhere and couldn't see him. He eventually finds me and says he was at the concession stand waiting for me. As we were leaving the concert some guy got real close behind me and kept walking my same pace. He was pressed all the way against me and then tried to rape me. By that I mean I felt penetration. Gross. Good thing there was two layers of clothes separating his thing and me, but wtf. I quickly turned around, knocked him off his feet, cut off his hand and grabbed a nearby buzzsaw and put it close to his face. I saw the panic in his eyes and decided it would be more torture to keep him alive, so I then just walked away.

I've been in a big complex in the middle of the jungle , it was a headquarters for a tribe. Made of something strong , it was basically four walls in a cube form, they were really tall ,like a tower and on them were holes and structures made of wood ,latters , lil shacks and stuff , strategic points. On the Inside were wooden bridges to go between the segments. The tribe used spears ,and arrows , and such weaponry, and there were also that long stick that had something really flexible tied to it, with something stingy and poisonous and sharp at the end of the string. I posessed one of those things.

My mission was to kidnap a baby and bring the baby into civilisation. I had a companion , who worked outside in a helicopter , was covering me I think? I was going in with stealth, infiltarted the base somehow from above ,and looked for a baby.
But at a point some tribesmen saw me and started to chase me on the bridges , shooting arrows and trying to catch me with that poision fishing stick thing. I was flying across the bridges by using that stick thing I flung it under the bridge so it hooks onto the bridge then jumped down the other side and swung myself in the sky like spiderman, it was amazing.
Then at a point I got the baby and escaped through the helicopter. The companion was my supposed girlfriend who drove the helicopter .
Then I got detached from the scene and the characters held a conversation on their own
and they said something like this

"- I feel sorry for this kid , he may not going to live like their savage parents but in the end hes going to be just another brick in the wall ,probably a grocery shop seller somewhere in -something latin sounding city name- " said the guy who I was just a minute ago

+That's how our job is , what can u do -said the woman

-Idk , overthrow the system ?

+Hell no , especially when my job is what supports the system.

Then I had an epiphany or something like that.. Indeed , people are afraid of change, they cling to their status . There can be "new ways" that would new and good , but people are afraid of losing ,and even more...they hate to learn new things, its too bothersome for them , so they will stay with the old ways even if its not so beneficial for anyone

Non-dream stuff; woke up at around 8:30 and had a dream (the first fragment) but couldn't remember it that well so went back to sleep again and woke up at 10:10 and then came to the computer to write down all of the non-lucid dream stuff below. It took about 40mins to write everything, not counting the notes...

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Dream fragment 1:

I don't remember much here, but I was at a place similar to the house I'm in now, in waking life. It was day, near the end of the day and I was out at the back as were other neighbours. The walls were short, instead of being tall like in waking life and the view was not of a town but of the countryside. This area seemed to resemble an area a bit west of where I live.

There was a black cat. And it was playful and smart and it would catch mice and handle them differently to other cats. At one point I'm sure this cat talked. But something was odd about him, he was too smart and so I grabbed him and realised his fur was not that of a cat at all, even though he looked like a black cat, he was some sort of little raccoon thing that had tricked us and recently there were fires out in peoples back gardens, small fires, and I knew he was the cause, as I saw him play with matches before. I got rid of him somehow, in a way that wouldn't make him return, but I don't remember what I did. (Have the distinct impression I gave him a good smacking for being a cheeky little thing)

Dream sequence 2:

I was in the car with my partner, I was as usual in my passenger seat and we were driving along a motorway. It was night and there was nobody else on the road. At times my perception of vision changed, to outside the car to scenic views of the road. We went around a long corner and I could see mountains in the distnae as well as forest closer by. I remember seeing displays with double green arrows on them, like it was a racetrack or something, but it wasn't, even in the dream's context. As we kept going we reached a part where the 3-lane road was splitting into two 2-lane roads, one which ramped down.

We continued head on and then there were some cars on-coming on one of the lanes and their driving looked a bit funny; as we reached the end of this road segment we realised that had been a one-way 2-lane road and just everyone else was avoiding us.

I remember we were waiting in a queue to get into a petrol station to get fuel, and it was day at this point.

Dream sequence 3:

I remember being at some sort of hall, that looked like a supermarket really, but there were big theatre curtains and lights and I was there supposedly with my partner, but he looked different, though I felt it was him in the dream. Then there was another man, a dream-character I've not seen and he looked smug. He approached us and there was some sort of crew getting things ready for presenting him and in the dream I was aware that my partner had to go with this guy to the stage for some reason. They gave this man the cue to go on stage (which was not raised, since this was a supermarket...) and I peeked from behind the curtain and saw the spotlights focus on him. I looked at my partner saying "come on you gotta get on there" and he didn't say anything and started to look pale white, and I asked some relatives of this other man what should we do and they were shrugging and saying they didn't know.

Eventually we both went on to the stage and the smug man was surrounded by upper-class looking people and when we approached him he smiled at us and welcomed us but we could see he had that "I'm actually really angry" smile.

The next thing I remember was that I was in some sort of mine or cave, and now things looked like a game, but the smug man was here somewhere too and my partner was at a house and I just knew where it was. I got on a mine cart of some description and sped up, trying to "remember" (in the dream context) where to go, going over some abyss on the rails at one point and then reaching a split and deciding to continue going the way I was already going. I reached an end and though the caves were dark I distinctly remember they looked a dark de-saturated blue. The smug man had caught up and was here already, and I was starting to want to get away aster. Here there was a wooden door and for some reason I knew it just led me to more caves so I opened up some interface and "pressed" a H key which made me start using an item or spell.

It teleported me to the house my partner was at, which was like it was out of Hanzel and Gretel but bigger and as a mansion. It was day and there were some clouds. I walked in and told my partner the man was coming. I saw a glossy cobalt coloured camera and went up to it and punched it with my right fist and then grabbed it by the tripod and smashed it against a window until it was nothing. I said to my partner in a fake eastern european accent; "not very good spy" and I smiled at myself. Then I saw through the windows a big blue truck approach. At first I thought he was gonna hit the house, as it was a massive truck and looked like a petrol tanker. But instead he blocked the front of the house with it, but again, job poorly done because I could still use the front door, and I got out and quickly hid somewhere on a bush before he could see me and as he got out of the driver seat I pounced at him, gripping him by the shoulders initially and then attacking him with my fists and he tried spitting on me and blowing on my face and I ignored it and got a claw weapon out and started scratching the man all over (who now looked like a sweaty redneck and not a smug man at all), and he struggled and I saw damage numbers fly all over the place and he asked with surprise something like "how can you deal so much damage?!".

I defeated him and I got in the truck and my "camera" changed to third person view of the vehicle, which was taller than the house and I drove off against some trees that just got knocked down and kept my momentum (that wouldn't happen so easily in waking life) and I realised this was actually a missile truck, loaded with 18 missiles; on a control interface I saw an interesting option of "teleport payload to target" and I remember I could see a top-down view as a map of the local region; I tried the option and unfortunately I could not see the target I wanted in range, so I drove the truck further, into a city. By the time I reached the city I'd damaged the truck a bit with some clumsy driving through forests and some of the payload was gone, I was down to 11 missiles and I was going to look for a target again, when I saw some man in a suit come toward the truck and waving at me all like "oh no no no!"; there was a small sub-station behind him and the dream more or less ended here.

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Some notes:

- The presence of fire in the first dream fragment was probably related to the fact that last night shortly before bed there a car fire out back. So the little mischievous animal was more than likely a representation of whoever might have done it. When I realised the creature was not at all a cat I did think it was very odd, and through most of the dream there was a nagging doubt in my mind about it.

- Throughout the entirety of dream sequence 3, my partner was very passive, and though he did say things back at times, I really don't remember what he said in any detail.

- The map in dream sequence 3 reminded me of Fallout 4 and the capitol wasteland from Fallout 3, as well.

- There were many times through all sequences and fragments which would have been good prompts for doing a RC. Unfortunately the game-like nature of sequence 3 made it exceptionally difficult to question anything, as I was too entrenched in my role. Dream fragment 1 and 2 were the ones that made me think "that was odd" a few times, in the dream.

- The missile payload truck was not at all like anything specific from games I've played but rather was dream-generated, as was were many other aspects of sequence 3.

- I remember a music played when I was on the truck approaching the city, something like "the bad guy's gonna get it! hyaaa! the bad guy's gonna get it!" but it reminded me, even in the dream, of the intro song to the game Borderlands 1 (the music being Ain't no rest for the wicked).

Last week:

Jealous

I'm walking on some landing outside by some steps while looking at FB on my phone. I am at Jamie's profile and I see that she commented on one of my friend's status. For some reason this makes me insanely jealous. I put the phone down and am overwhelmed by jealousy that i find i can't breathe. I am running down the steps struggling to breathe. At th ebottom I calm myself down and realize there's no reason to be jealous.

Lucid


I am walking in a street kind of like Kensington in calgary. I see a group of thugs that mean to hurt me or something. So I run into a building super fast and up 100 flights of stairs. Being able to do so makes me lucid. I quickly turn a corner and look for the other set of steps in case the group follow me. I don't find the steps.

Instead I explore the living room that I am in. I go to a mirror and try to use it as a teleportation device. My hands at first touch glass. I look away and then back and see the same mirror, but now I can see depth on the other side. I reach my hands in and there's no glass. A few inches in I touch a semi solid invisible barrier which turns everything in the mirror a brownish hue. I start pushing through it when I wake up.
Jamie again

In a black space with her. I feel her energy pushing me away as if she wants to be left alone.

Through her eyes

In this dream I am watching through Jamie's perspective. I am tied up with chains on each limb and strung up. I am in a cage surrounded by what appears to be a giant disco ball? wtf. There is a psycho man there but he looks like me (MoSh). He is laughing like a lunatic.

This week:

sped up

Bunch of dreams that are sped up. in one me and Raven are getting Jamie out of the giant ball in a huge gunfight. In another I am Jamie again running from scary people, they chase me in and out of rooms and I jump off lots of landings to get away from them, suddenly the whole place shatters and I begin falling. later I'm me again with Jamie and some friends at a house party of something, more just like sitting in a room and joking around.

????

Some vague dream with my brother in it.

More Jamie shorts

In one dream we are walking towards my old house in olds. We are dressed the same as the night we first hung out. This time we are holding hands, it's like we are both trying to go back in time and change the results.

In another we are kneeling before Jesus. He taps our shoulders with a palm branch, me first then her. Did we just get married in a dream?!?!?!?!? No, I think it's just a blessing.

Non-dream stuff: A very long non-lucid dream. I only remember one part of it, that I held on to loosely as I was quickly forgetting everything, deciding this was the most important part to remember.

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Dream sequence:

I was in my native country, in the dream context it had been explained why I think but I can't remember it. I was in a small town and it was day, looking to soon be sunset, as everything looked a bit orange.

This was just a typical town and I was wandering around and there was an old brown-stone church, with one of its doors wide open. I walked in, and I remember I was looking at the floor just before doing so and seeing a roach type bug, but small. In the dream context there was something about going to visit local landmarks. When I entered it wasn't like a church at all, but a community centre of some kind. It was deserted. All the lights were on, but there were many many webs... and spiders, weird ones, some almost as big as my hand. I was very wary, but something compelled me to continue and I kept my instinctive fear in check, wondering why I was fearing them, they were just stood there on their webs, undisturbed for years, clearly.

I wandered through the first two rooms, and the second room was at the "back" and had large modern glass windows that were letting the sunset light in. Everything had that orange light bath, as expected. I used my boot to clear away some webs I just couldn't avoid if I wanted to move further. After having a look around in this room, where there had been some displays of some kind, I turn back a bit and again have to carefully remove some webs from the way, feeling extremely wary of the spiders on it. I remember being in a room or common hall that connected other rooms and there was a bag of some kind on a swivel office chair. On topof the bag was a black leather wallet. Everything was absolutely covered in webs and I looked at the wallet with the intent of seeing what was inside and taking it, but I saw a slightly open door and could sense something. It was a very small room, a cupboard of some kind, and I couldn't fully open the door in, because of an object inside. The light inside the tiny room was also on, oddly. I reached with my left arm into the room and felt something stony and as I touched it, I saw the wallet and bag disappear and heard a female voice saying "You have resisted temptation. You are blessed with protection." I could "see" an interface icon showing a "buff" as in a game, but the context of the dream felt all too real.

I remember exploring a little more but there were some areas that didn't have lights on and were getting on for darkness. It is implied in the dream that I went into these areas, as next I remember being at a doorway in the same building and walking into my the room my mom uses as an office at home in waking life, except the view through the windows was part of the dream context. I found it odd to find this room, but didn't question it much. I looked at her computer screen. It was on, something about this feels emotional though I have no idea now what was on the screen, other than the fact that on some timestamp it said the date was "2013". It was 2018, I knew this in the dream context. I took a photograph with my phone of the screen, and I thought something but I can't remember what. I seem to remember that at some point before this in the dream I'd found something else pertaining to my mom, from the past also. Even in the dream I couldn't help but wonder, are these things I'm finding related to her mental health?

I know I went out of that room but I cannot remember more details, even though the dream sequence didn't end there.

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Some notes ^{(spread out because they'd be too dense to read otherwise)}:

• The sunset is a dream-sign. I hadn't realised this before. It is distinctly different from all other times of day, and in my dreams it always represents "the end" (of time, in some way).

• Even in the dream I thought everything in that light looked beautiful.

• As I saw all those spiders, I was about to react instinctively and let out some reaction of fear, but the fact that in the dream I had strongly intended to go into this building and that I somehow felt compelled to go further in, made me remember my practice of trying to keep my fear in check. This is the first time in a dream that I have truly suppressed such a basic and intense fear, as far "consciously" as my dream mind would allow. Keep in context that I have been an arachnophobe almost all of my life until very recently, and that in dreams basic fears and instincts are much, much stronger in my behaviour.

• In the dream context I remember being told by someone to look at the local points of interest and landmarks because I could be interested in them and because they needed people to do some tourism around here. That's the context I had for the "church".

• The bag/purse under the wallet was magenta. The office chair was a deep blue, I think.

• All I can remember seeing on that computer screen was a few different windows open, and maybe an image as one of the windows, which is what had the timestamp. In my dream, I knew that my mom had not been in this office for a long time. It looked just as the rest of the community centre.

• I do not know why even out of the dream now I feel some strong emotion thinking about the date and the screen. As far as I remember, 2013 was no different for my mom, if anything, her mental health has improved greatly since then. But considering it now, it was also when I moved to where I live now, away from my native country.

• At some point in the dream I understood the sunset feeling like "end", though I'm still not certain what about.

• The community centre (which was actually the church, after all) corridors and rooms looked, actually, much more like a very stereotypical office building and some doctors offices I've been to.

• As for the context of my mom's mental health, she suffers from bipolar or something the like, but has it very well controlled by medication these days.

Date of Dream: SAT 28 JUL - 2018



Dream No. 383 - Separated Sections

Dream 383 A - Looking Everywhere For My Dream Guide
I don’t remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, I was near my house but surroundings of the local area were unidentifiable to me. It was only a minor inconvenience that happened but I have forgotten the specific details of it; it wasn’t too disastrous that the dream was going to end any time soon. I decided that I wanted to call for Dreamy WB to see if she could help me.

I walked around, calling for her but there was no response any time soon. Still, I persisted in trying to get her. I looked here, there and everywhere; around corners, over fences and even under bushes. This felt like the longest time in dreaming history that I was going, “Dreamy WB!”. At some points, I actually even feared that I was going to wake up without accomplishing her appearance.

At one point, I came to my house too look for her and my brother was in there. At first, I hesitated to tell him that I was looking for Dreamy WB as I wasn’t sure what reaction I would get from him. After hesitating for a bit, I decided that it would be okay just as long as I didn’t reveal her identity to him. So then I said to my brother, “I’m looking for my dream guide” along with a few more words that I have forgotten. I said something in return and then went into the house.

I now went back to frantically calling Dreamy WB, walking up and down the court as well as back into unfamiliar areas. When I got back into the driveway, all these random people started appearing and disappearing in the driveway and garage. Once again, I took my time to carefully filter through the crowd, unfortunately still not seeing any signs of Dreamy WB. Eventually though, an African woman does appear from inside the garage but I can tell that something is not right. She had extremely dark, black skin and I said to myself but out loud, “But she’s supposed to have brown skin”. This young woman looked nothing like a person from the Ethiopian division.

The woman then disappeared and the driveway and entrance to the garage were deserted again. I was now stressing out over the fact that I couldn’t seem to get Dreamy WB. I even said to myself in a panic, “At this rate, I’ll be waking up!” while exerting a strong amount of will-power that the dream was not going to wake me up any time soon. “Not until I’m done”, I thought to myself, trying my best to subconsciously stay focused

Just when all hope seemed lost, Dreamy WB had appeared out of nowhere, I was unsure whether she had come from the driveway, garage, or somewhere else. Her appearance was the year 12 hoodie which had more of a blueish tinge to it than its usual navy blue, but ashy look. She was also wearing her default black leggings and default white sneakers. Her hair looked like it had been straightened and was up in a messy and flattened bun at the top.

So eventually, I got to tell her what the minor inconvenience was and what I needed help with. She was more stern in this dream but was still very gentle and friendly towards me. I then actually climbed up onto her from her front end and she looked awkward and baffled like what the heck was I doing? Her behaviour having some resemblances to the real WB. Not only did I put my arms around her but I also wrapped my legs around her waist, having my feet off the ground in this dream. Even though I got up onto her, something at the back of my mind was making me think that maybe she wouldn’t be able to support my weight, especially because I was hanging off her.

Despite her small, slim and delicate figure, there was no hint of anyone about to topple over and rather, she looked as stable as ever. Although she still had the baffled look about her, she put her arms around my lower back and slightly pushed me up to be better locked in place. Then once she pushed me up, she gained more of a relaxed, nonchalant look about her and was now carrying me around effortlessly. While being carried, I perceived that pleasant bonding energy, especially in my stomach and chest area where I was leaning on her.

My brother then spontaneously appeared back in the garage and that’s when I thought it would be okay for Dreamy WB to put me down for a while. This time, resembling the mind set of the real WB, Dreamy WB looked relieved when she was putting me down. With her now standing close by and listening, I told my brother about the previous minor inconvenience and he actually gave me some advice, although I have forgotten what that specific piece of advice was. He then took notice of Dreamy WB and mentioned something about her but once again, I have forgotten what he specifically said. The dream scene then changed, with only me and Dreamy WB being in the garage again.

Dreamy WB was now standing in front of the door leading to the backyard, which was closed, and I was standing a couple of metres away from her. Weirdly, the dream made it so that from where she was standing, she made this movement with her arm that would then throw me like a projectile towards her. She mentioned something about carrying me again but this time, she had a nicer look about her. Unfortunately though, she missed and so I failed to latch on to her. She tried a second time and once again, she missed, with me bouncing off her legs and ending up on the ground.

For her third attempt, I could tell that she was really trying and taking her time, trying with a precise aim. This time she was successful, with me landing against her upper stomach and so the dream latched me onto her straight away. So now my arms were back around her neck and my legs were wrapped around her waist as she carried me around in the garage, subtly smiling at me and occasionally bouncing me up and down by a millimetre or two. Once she carried me around the garage and then the driveway for a while, the dream ended.

Dream 383 B - The Duplicate Logo
I don’t remember much about this dream. From where I do remember, there was mention of the Cooper Gang members. I was standing in my driveway when a sub-scene was playing, affiliating each of the characters to their profile logo. There was no doubt about sly, his character was attached to his logo. This was the same with Bentley where the dream was showing his green logo. But when it came to Murray, it wasn’t his logo and rather it was Bentley’s instead.

The dream focused on my scene and I started speaking, stating that Murray’s logo was wrong and that it was rather a duplicate of Bentley. I sounded shocked and I wanted the problem to be fixed right away. That’s all I can remember for this dream.



Dream Tasks
- Have Logan receive harsh penalties from Dreamy WB due to reckless social behaviours (Achieved? Partially)
- Have Dreamy WB or Murray go to console an upset dream character (Achieved? No)
- In case of extended absences with Dreamy WB, train Murray on how to provide in-dream discipline to unruly parents (Achieved? No)

Challenges
​- Start the dream off with Dreamy WB already present (Achieved? No)



Dream 383: Results (Competition #5)

383 A
Competition Night: 27
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Dream Guide: Dreamy WB
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes

383 B
Competition Night: 27
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Dream Guide: Dreamy WB
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes



Points For This Entry: 3.0
Calculation Details:
- Full Non-Lucid Dream (1.0)
- Summon A Dream Guide (1.0)
- Ask For Advice (1.0)


+ Previous Total: 121.0
Total Accumulated Points: 124.0



Dream 383 A is interesting as although it wasn't a lucid dream; at some stage, I must have known I was in a dream as I literally spoke about dreading a wake up before Dreamy WB's arrival.

A few non-lucid dream sequences/fragments. My dreams felt very long and the places I was in felt vast.

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Sequence 1:

One of the last sequences; I remember being driven by my partner to a small white building. It was the lobby for some sort of research complex. I went in and it was decorated with white and black inside, and there was a receptionist, a slim black-haired woman with her hair tied in a knot and she was wearing a black suit with skirt and a pair of glasses. She was speaking to someone else, both of them were standing up, though her desk was at a normal sitting height. She was explaining something to this other guy. She noticed me as I approached and I said I wanted a job there or something, she asked me what relevant skills I had; I answered truthfully (in waking life context), that I had not had many formal jobs. I also said something else random like I was good at blasting things or something.

She then said "let's see what you got then". And then I simply remember being in another area that looked like an old or ruined town, and what looked like trenches or canals. She was there and in a different outfit, with a sword; I had a sword and a shield and I could see myself in third-person now (so it had become like a game), wearing a similar roman-era battle outfit. She got a few blows in first but I bashed her with the shield and she fell on the floor and I struck her with the sword in long swipes; sword swipes left a glowing trail behind them.

There's something missing in my memory of the sequence here; next I am at what feels like an underground facility, the research complex. I am in a cylindrical room, on its upper half, which was separated from the bottom by thick glass and metal beams that made an aesthetically pleasing pattern. There were researchers here on upper half and on the bottom half I saw a test subject (which in my dream-mind I knew was a volunteer, like I was for the project) walk in through a doorway, to the centre of the room, where there was a raised platform. A researcher was in front of the subject on a control panel and adjust some things and the subject transformed into a 50ft/15metre creature; as a creature, it was pink and white-ish and with flowing appendages, not quite like tentacles. It also looked semi-translucent in parts. I have a dream-memory of seeing several transformations, each with very different resulting creatures, but all large.

At some point before this entire sequence I remember seeing a similar giant creature like the one that, before I "knew" about the research complex, and it had been in some sort of combat situation. It may have been in the previous sequence.

I remember watching more of these transformations and wondering if they would do me at some point. My memory of this dream sequence ends here.



^{Edit: Made this 3D image of how I generally remember the transformations room. I didn't add a lot of detail simply because I don't remember it anymore. The grain is just because it's a quick render (6minutes).}

Fragment 2:

This came before Sequence 1, and was just as long, though I only remember fractioned details.

I remember being in a different ruined city area, which I got to by going down some steps under a mountain or something. I remember seeing some sort of interface for my health points and equipment, and my health was very low. I had no top on either, and for some reason in the dream context that made me extremely vulnerable. There were rats and other pests around, and I remember I got to a place where there was some sort of faction's base, where they were defending from another faction. One of the guys there wanted me to train first, and he had me lie down on a table of some kind where they either injected me with something or attached something; either way, something like an exoskeleton formed and my fear of being vulnerable went away. They explained something about the process, how a sodium injection was required but wasn't the only key to this. I remember there was a training room in the downstairs of the base.

Fragment 3:

In the same region as before, I remember being on a stereotypical Asian looking rooftop, and looking around and seeing the mountain where I came from, with the steps under an overhang. It was day, but the sun wasn't very high and there was cloud cover, though it didn't quite cover the sun. There were a lot of shadows. Looking around more there were other mountains to the left and then further left were plains and forests, back up to the point of seeing the steps mountain again. On the rooftop was someone else. A boy or a girl or a young-ish person anyway. They told me something about the winds that were coming and that we had to do something. I could see large, fast, clouds coming very low from the mountains. I don't remember much else other than seeing this character before in an alleyway.

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Some notes:

• The sparring match with the receptionist went on for quite a while and I remember that even though my sword would cut her to chunks, she would "respawn" and we'd fight again. The combat reminds me now of Warframe and Shadow Warrior (both of which have strong Asian themes).
• The first time I saw the giant creatures outside of the research complex I was not aware that they were human test subjects, so when I saw the transformation process I felt bad for having participated in a combat with one, especially given that I felt I'd rather be on the creature's side anyway.
• Watching the creature transformation process I remember feeling a bit envious. In the context of waking life, I know that transformations of even the smallest degree are impossible, but a part of my subconscious still desires them, which attracts me to creative content that represents those themes. The transformation theme in general is a clear dream-sign, but one that I must remember to set an intention to make notice of, due to its prominence in games, and therefore the fact that it's so well embedded into a part of my reactions and behaviours towards it.
• It is a little rare that transformation themes are so present in at least a couple of dream sequences. They were clear dream-signs and I should have done a RC.
• The researchers at the complex wore no special clothes or outfits, they were dressed casually or with suits, so a potential dream-sign did not manifest there.
• The "exoskeleton" wasn't so much an exoskeleton as it was making me "buff", I seem to remember.
• Being at the rooftop especially should have made me RC due to a fear of heights, especially taking note that being a stereotypical rooftop, it was sloped.