nightmare

DreamLucidAwake

Basic TOTM i

I was inside a gas station with a few characters from The Walking Dead. I think they were Dale, Daryl, Andrea, and Rick. The front door was boarded up and had a refrigerator blocking it. All but one of the windows were also barred up. I peeked through one of the barred windows and saw many walkers/zombies wandering the streets outside.

The four other survivors were busy gathering supplies. They were also arguing something about needing to relocate. I then looked out the unbarred window to get a better view of the area outside. I saw my mother running through the street trying to find a place to take shelter. A zombie then grabbed her and pushed her to the ground. Without thinking, I immediately opened the window and jumped out to try to help.

I ran towards my mother while weaving past other zombies trying to grab me. I transformed my right hand into a dragon hand and pierced my claws through the zombie's skull and into its brain. I pulled my claws out and pushed the zombie off my mother. I started thinking again and I became lucid when I realized what just happened. I wouldn't be able to transform my hand if I wasn't dreaming.

My mother got back up and I guided her back towards the gas station. A zombie came at me from the left. I pulled the zombie towards ground and then stabbed it in the back of the head with my claws. My hand got stuck when I did that. I put my foot on its head and started pulling. My hand broke free and half of the zombie's head came with it. I removed the rest of the head from my claws and wiped the blood and brain stuff off on my pants. It was probably one of the most disgusting things I've experienced in a dream, but I didn't really feel like it was a good moment for vomiting.

Another zombie was standing in front of the gas station window. I knocked it to the ground and quickly stabbed it in the head. I then told my mother to go through the window first. Several zombies were already around us and I had to kick and punch them to keep them back. When my mother got through, I quickly crawled into the window. I felt a zombie grab my leg when I was half way through. I tried to kick it away and managed to keep it from getting a bite out of me. A second zombie came by though and bit my right leg. It then ripped out a chunk of my flesh and I screamed in pain. I immediately grew a dragon tail and swiped both of their heads with my tail blade.

My first thought was, "I'm going to turn into one of them". I looked at my arms and I saw my skin was already turning gray. I still tried to crawl through the window though, but I was stuck. I wasn't exactly in the mood to be eaten alive, so I decided it would be best to kill myself. I summoned a gun directly into my hand. I pointed it at my head and said, "Time to wake up." I then pulled the trigger, heard the gun shot, and everything went dark.

Although it went dark and dream seemed to have ended, I wasn't awake. I could still feel that I was dreaming. "Everything ended, but I'm not awake? What do I do now?" I thought. My vision soon came back and I found myself lying in my bed. My bedroom looked a lot different though. I really felt like crap and I had a massive head ache. I placed my hand on my head and felt bandages wrapped around it. As I did this, I noticed that my arms and hands were really gray like a dead person. Apparently I somehow survived the shot to the head, someone saved me, and I hadn't completely turned into a zombie yet.

I heard people from outside the room saying something about currently treating my wound and the infection. It seems that the disease that makes you a zombie could be cured with medicine they were giving me. I felt like I should get up and take a look around. When I got out of bed I immediately leaned against the wall. It hurt to move my right leg. I looked down and noticed that there were stitches where I was bitten. I also felt very dizzy and my headache got worse after standing up. I questioned whether the headache was from the infection or from the bullet. I slowly made my way across the room towards the door. There was a mirror on the wall next to the door and I looked into it. I was wearing a hospital gown and really did look like a dead guy. It spooked me a little.

When I opened the door I saw one of my dream guides, the old man, sitting on a chair talking to my mother. He was apparently the one who gave me the medicine. We talked about something but I can't remember what. I noticed that the stairs were blocked off by a bunch of furniture, so we were pretty much safe on the second floor. I heard the sound of a truck driving out back. I looked over in that direction and noticed that the wall was missing. I think it collapsed.

I walked over there and saw Chris driving a blue truck around the field like a maniac. I think he was intentionally trying to piss off the zombies. I'm not sure if it was the dream or the medicine, but I definitely wasn't in the right state of mind in this part of the dream. I looked at Chris and gave him a double thumbs up. I then looked down and saw a few zombies below trying to figure out how to climb up. One of them jumped and managed to at least grab my leg. I fell and struggled to hang on to the ledge as the zombie pulled me.

One of them tried to bite my foot. I kicked it and yelled, "Hey! Fuck off zombies!" A couple other zombies came by and started trying to grab my feet. I then started yelling, "Ninja kick, ninja kick, ninja kick!" as I kicked them away. Chris noticed that I was having zombie problems, so he drove through the fence and over the zombies. He crashed the truck into the house and I fell into the back of the truck. He then shifted into reverse and drove back into the field. I think I woke up after this.

I was standing on a 2nd level balcony of an industrial type building, looking out into a somewhat large empty parking lot. There were several other people on the balcony with me, male and female. Off to the left was a tall brick wall of either the same building or another building, I'm not sure. I became aware of several people having an verbal altercation across the parking lot, straight out from where I was standing. There was a dumpster there, with some boxes and trash bags on the ground because the dumpster was overflowing. The people there were mostly younger, probably in their 20's and 30's, mostly male.

All of us on the balcony were just watching, not really talking or saying anything. The fracas over there was becoming louder and then became violent. Some people had big sticks like thick broom handles and were hitting other people. One of the guys with a stick hit a couple of the trash bags and ripped them open - when he hit them, two of the bags had young children inside of them. One of the children was very young, a toddler that appeared dead. The other bag had an older child about 7-8 years old, female, and I realized she was alive. The man with the stick started to hit the older child. Though the dumpster appeared to be across the parking lot, when the man started hitting the child it was as though the balcony was above the scene somehow. The fellow beside me was quite large, and he leaped over the balcony railing and landed on top of some of the boxes, rolled over on top of the child to protect her from the stick. The man with the stick started hitting this guy and as this happened, a trash truck ran into the dumpster ramming the dumpster and people and trash in front of the dumpster into the brick wall. It now appeared across the lot again as it had before. The entire mass of people, trash, dumpster were all mashed into the wall spilling the children out of their bags, and the man that had leaped from the balcony as well as the guy with the stick were all dead now. All of the other people in the parking lot became more violent to each other, the people on the balcony all went inside of the building. I stood there, shocked at what happened and how fast it had happened.

What makes this nightmare so interesting is that, I see it every time I have a fever, or when I am sick. It's exactly the same each time.

I'm running through a bush labyrinth, I'm wearing a white dress. I'm crying and scared, I keep glancing behind me as I run, but I can't see anything. There is this bad feeling inside me, that something awful is chasing me. I keep running, and take a sudden turn to left and everything slows down. (Like in slow motion)
I stumble a bit, but get quickly back on my feet. At the end of the labyrinth there is a knight, dressed in a silver armor, sitting on a white horse, that is standing on its back feet. I run towards the knight, and as I reach them, the knight offers their hand to me and I grab it. The knight pulls me up on the horse, and right when I'm about to see their face, I wake up.

Yes, I remembered nine dreams from last night. I think it has to do with it being a Saturday and being able to sleep in - I remember dreams better that way.

I can't remember the entire order though.

Dream 1: Hypnagogic imagery. It had something to do with a car. That's all I remember.

Dream 2: I was indoors, in a bedroom of some sort. I was with a kid who looked kind of like my brother and kind of like a friend I had in middle school (I think he kept changing). He was wearing a black sweatshirt. There was a spider hanging down from a web next to him as he sat on the bed. The spider kept moving around; it was scary and disgusting. Apparently the kid wasn't sure if he wanted to kill it or let it stay alive. It was red and black and changed from mostly red to looking like a black widow. It was really creepy.

Dream 3: I was at a restaurant. There was a girl who was in love with a guy that were sitting at a table either with me or near me; I honestly can't remember. I was at the restaurant and saw a group of friends along with the two people who were in love with each other. I think the girl was blond and the guy looked like Orlando Bloom or that one character from the Princess Bride with the black hair...but I can't remember fully. -_- I had chicken nuggets on my plate. I was around people for a while, then suddenly I was at a more solitary table, and I felt a bit lonely. Then I went to the bathroom or something, and when I came back, almost all the lights were out. Everyone was silent and the doors and windows of the restaurant were shut; you couldn't get out. For some reason my brother was there, sitting at a table. I asked him what was going on, and he told me. I don't exactly remember what he said, but I think the restaurant had been taken by an evil group or something.

Why must I have so many nightmares? D:

It must've been right around this point when I realized, although sleepily and hazily, that this was a dream. Which leads me into

Dream 4: As soon as I realized I was dreaming, the scene fell away and shifted to something nicer. I was with a girl and I wanted to travel with her into a place where we could fall in love. I was lucid at this time, but my awareness was kind of low. We looked at a few places: a foggy city, a beautiful urban city with black buildings and yellow/multicolored lights (reminiscent of LA), and over a nebula thing in space. Yes, we were flying. However, for some reason, I got scared (this happens a lot when I get lucid, which is dumb because it's a dream; what is there to be scared of?) and I woke up.

Dream 5: I was chosen to be in a piloting class, with only 3 or so people in it, for whatever reason. The instructor asked if we had read the assigned textbook material. I hadn't, but flipped to the back of the book, where there was an astronomy section. Then we went outside in some sort of hover vehicle to go around town, and that's when I looked out the window and saw a shooting star! I've never seen one before (I've caught glimpses of them, but was never sure if it was just my imagination or not), and in the dream I couldn't remember if I had seen one once before or not. Anyway, the meteor was a giant gray rock with little pieces coming off of it, and it glowed this beautiful shade of electric blue. IT WAS SO COOL! When I saw it, I yelled out "WHOA!" because I had never seen one before and because it was so enormous. My friend and the instructor, who were in the craft with me, were so happy for me.

Dream 6: I was on this psychology forum that I go to. One of my friends' profile said that you must tame the beast and it will choose you. And for some reason, I thought I was getting a dragon. XD Instead, I got a creature that looked like Barney. My subconscious is so bizarre. O__________O XD

Dream 7: Someone was telling me I was addicted to the internet, and I got (understandably) very mad at them. That's all I remember.

Dream 8: We were supposed to be driving somewhere, even though that day was apparently going to be "Carmageddon." (This has its basis in reality, because my brother went to a cross-country race on that day, today.) I figured that (for some reason) there would hardly any cars in the morning, so we should just go then. But we weren't going...for some reason.

Dream 9: My mom got interested in personality theory! And I think she was looking at a typology forum. I highly doubt this would happen in real life - I've tried to tell her about it - but you never know, I guess.

That took forever to type. xD

I was at some sort of tourist attraction. It was a bay connected to the ocean. The water was a weird shade of turquoise, but a nice warm temperature. I was in the water, swimming or treading water or something, when my dad and mom floated by on this tiny little boat thing and told me to hop on.

Oddly enough, the boat was tiny, and I barely fit in. I had to lay down sideways in order to fit. It was also made of rubbery material, which was weird. My dad said something. I remember that the ocean was beautiful and that my brother was in the ocean too, trying to find us. But it took him a long time.

Then we were on a pier, walking. When we reached the end of the pier, there was a pirate ship show and my family joined the crowd to watch it. I wasn't that interested, so I pulled out my mini sketchbook and was about to draw something when suddenly they came out and forced me to be a volunteer for the show. They just said something along the lines of "Any volunteers?" and then grabbed me (even though I didn't say anything) and dragged me on board. They said I was going to be a volunteer, but didn't tell me what I was supposed to do, so I was really, really irritated. And also scared, because I would be standing in front of a bunch of people without knowing what I was doing. IRL, this wouldn't have happened. I'd have forced my way out of the ship.

Eventually, when I was supposed to go onstage, they realized that I had no idea what I was doing and so replaced me with some other guy. But I couldn't leave the ship. Then I got really angry when the guy did it and it wasn't anything that hard at all. I don't remember what he did, unfortunately.

Then everyone in the ship started partying and coloring - yes, they seriously got out activity books and started coloring - except me. And I had a really hard time forcing my way out of the ship. Luckily, it was still docked, and I was heading out when either I woke up or the dream stopped. Ugh, I hate how many of my dreams involve me getting captured and forced to do things. ;___; And everyone having a party without me. Not cool, man. x_x

This entry should've been written on Wednesday, but I got lazy. >: (

According to my hastily scribbled notes on my bedside bookshelf, "Looking photos family." I can't remember this, but apparently it happened, so I'm recording it now. xD Now for what I actually remember. It may have been two dreams, but I'm uncertain; they sort of blurred into one another.

I was at the beach with my family. I was trying to take a shower, because there was a building with a bunch of individual shower rooms there and I wanted to get cleaned up. The building was brown with a lot of different doors on it. The day was sunny, and I remember the sand and watching people come in and out of the rooms. But I think all of them were taken, because I didn't up taking a shower, and I was uncomfortable because I was all sandy. It was really annoying.

Then this is where it turned into a nightmare. Ugh. Sometimes I wonder if it would be better to forget these...:S

We were having a campfire outside. It was nighttime. I think all my family was there. We were in a pine forest, and we had just come out of this cabin thing to go out into the woods and have the fire. We were sitting on picnic blankets, and then suddenly I felt this really hot sensation on my legs and rear end and I realized that the ground under my blanket was on fire. It was on fire under all of our blankets. Then it caught a nearby pine tree on fire, causing it to fall over. I tried to warn my mom, because she was right by the tree, but before I could it fell and hit her on the head. :c Thank goodness it was really skinny and didn't crush her. Of course it was just a dream, but it still freaks me out.

Then - get this - my dad looks around the forest and started laughing. I think it randomly changed to daytime or early evening, but the fire was still burning in random patches throughout the forest. He yelled out something like "THIS IS HOW NATURE WORKS!" as everything was catching on fire. This is NOT how my dad usually is, I promise you he's a lot less...spooky? Then this creepy oversized yellowish-brown frog thing was staring at us, with blank green eyes, and by this time I was reaaaally freaking out. I wanted to go back into the cabin (as though that was actually going to save me, lol )

And I woke up after that with significant relief.

09-21-2012 -- VERY strange dream. I'm having some political discussions with some liberal friends right before bed, who I strongly disagree with, then I go to sleep. I suddenly find myself waking to a very Mindwarp^* situation. There is a loud, commanding voice giving me orders in my dark, empty room (in the Hickory house). I look around the room carefully, and eventually find some sort of squak box / monitoring device has been installed on the blinds in my room, while I slept.

This voice is promoting a very socialist agenda, and threatening me with what will be done to me if I don't follow it's orders. It gives lots of orders, but most I can't remember. The one I can remember is that I was to hold myself back because my sister is not as talented as I am, and I am not allowed to do better than her. [Has nothing to do with my real life sister.]

As this this is going on, there is a really weird game show on the TV in my room. It is a game that involves people trying to solve charades by other people that they can neither see nor hear, which makes it really tough. At the moment, Wink Martindale is the contestant, who is trying to solve charades being performed by ... Wink Martindale?!? Somehow they have moved him in time so he is playing against himself!

I approach the box, rip it off the blinds, and start to break it apart, and it threatens me ever more fiercely, ordering me not to separate the broken pieces, though I am obviously going to do so. Finally, it produces a line of tiny glowing hieroglyphics that look like human figures. I have to figure out the meaning, but they are too tiny, there is no way to decode them.

Somehow throughout this entire thing I have not been myself, but KB. They have come and taken me away to prison because I didn't obey the voice, and they have thrown me into a very large bathroom with four or five big nude criminals, then turned the lights out. Obviously a scary situation. I rush to the door, still nude, and open it so there is some light to see by.

I find myself in a locker room, and start opening lockers until I find one with my clothes in it, and start dressing as quickly as possible, hoping to get out of here before anything more happens to me. Semi-short, but intense dream.


^*[Five or six years ago I had a very strange real-life situation happen. Kind of scared me for an evening. Had no idea what was going on. Had been renting a room from some people for just a couple of months. This room was lined with shelves near the ceiling that had tons of kid toys on them. One night I went to bed, and was fast asleep when I woke to hear this loud, deep voice seeming to come from nowhere, saying something along the lines of "Prepare for Mind Warp!"

I was suddenly wide awake in my room, quite scared by this mystery voice, not sure if I was awake, asleep, or insane. I'd turned the light on, there was nobody in the room. The TV was off. I had no radio. Nothing!

I sat there hyperventilating for a minute or two, turned the light off, and tried to go back to sleep, when the same voice returned again, saying something about mindwarp over or something. (It's been several years, I no longer remember the closing phrase nearly as well.)

Terribly frightening. Got up the next morning and searched the room carefully, and found a battery-powered game called Mind Warp that spoke when activated. Whatever it was, exactly, it was a toy I'd never heard of, and therefore very frightening to suddenly hear in the middle of the night. That toy was quickly relocated out of my room.

Anyway, that was the Mind Warp story referenced in the dream.]

Not much recall from last night.

I was in what was supposedly Thailand, with people I perceived as friends who in real life I don't know.

I was paranoid that they were going to plant drugs on me, which when I went to the toilet and came back I found out they did. They were acting suspicious around my travel bean bag neck support and when they left I opened it to find a large bag of cocaine.

I was worried, I didn't want to go to the police because I didn't trust them and couldn't prove they had planted it, I called my mum and decided to just leave, leave the hotel, buy a new suitcase (incase they had planted stuff elsewhere) and get out of there.

At other points in this dream, before or after, I was back home and faced with the decision of giving up life overseas to return home and be a director at a football club. I watched my team play before I was due to leave and hadn't decided on what I was doing as I had to consult my partner in Australia. A large part of it was spent in what would be the board room, but it was like a large room with table sand chairs and a glass window wall to watch the game.

Non Lucid.

I'm afraid of telling anyone the details of this dream because people might think I'm going psycho. It's "not normal" for a teenage girl to have such dreams.

This I had Sunday night, school's the next day. I have been drawing people mutilating themselves in various ways. Normally I don't draw such things, but right now I am in a bit of a depression. I need some kind of relief.

This is one of the dreams I have where I am not in my own body. I don't know anyone in it. I can't remember a lot of the thoughts I had.

I was in the body of a very fit man in a chalk-striped dark blue suit. There was some part of me viewing his mind objectively, though I still initiated some action. In some parts he and I were of the same mindset.

We went to either a terrace of a big business building or a gas station though I didn't see any pumps. It was night and there were lights on the covering of the white triangular roof. Then I saw a gray-blue garbage can in front of one of those convenience store doors on the only far wall (gray/beige) to the left and then a little boy standing next to the garbage can. He had on a dark gray short-sleeve T-shirt with black lining the collar and cuffs. I cannot remember his bottom-half. Inside the door it was quite bright (sort of a white light, I couldn't see much).

I don't know exactly how but I killed him, his head was hanging cleanly off his neck to the left but he was standing quite upright. He had black hair and looked like that kid Asa Butterfield. Before I killed him I had a vague feeling of frustration and surprise. There was not much blood.

Then a white woman (maybe in her late 20s, early 30s) with long blonde hair in a light top and blue jeans ran up to the boy and started speaking animatedly to him. I walked away. I thought, I have to go somewhere else, then I spotted a black car pulling up (maybe a Lincoln). Before getting in I turned to look and the boy was alive again. The woman was pulling him to a red car beside a gas pump, it looked like he was trying to resist. Like there was an invisible pole and he was hanging onto it with his limbs splayed out. They looked more child-like when I killed him. Now they looked spidery and thin, stretched. He was yelling out something, he sounded panicked, I couldn't get any actual words. Then I turned around and woke up, hot and sweating.

I've been having some scary, weird dreams recently. My dream starts off with me playing my Xbox in my room with my cousin. All of a sudden, he runs downstairs faster than an olympian and I am stuck upstairs by myself. As I am about to take my first step down the stairs, I see a human skeleton just standing on the opposite side of the staircase, 14 steps down. The weird part is that there was a light shining just on the skeleton, and the rest of the room was dark. The skeleton never moved until I tried to take a step. When I move down, the skeleton moves up a step. When I move back, he moves back. Finally, I just jumped down the flight of stairs. Unfortunately, I landed in his arms like a baby, and he tickled me till I woke up. I've had this dream about 4-5 times, and it always ends the same way!!! Its so annoying!

I took a nap around 4:15 PM, woke up to alarm set for 7:00 PM, set it to 8:00PM and slept until I woke up around 7:50 PM.

09.23.2012

Pepper Seed Jar and Biochemistry Adviser Office (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm inside an office, and there's a lady to my right sitting at a desk. It has a computer, a bunch of papers spread out, the usual thing. From the front left, I see there's another door opened to another room near the main office, probably 10-20 feet away from me. Inside of that same room, I saw my Biochemistry Adviser sitting down looking at the computer.

Before I describe her, the office itself was slightly different than the waking life counterpart. My adviser's room is designed to where you can't see her unless you actually go into the room, because when the door opens, only half of her room is visible when you come into the main office before looking inside. Here, I could possibly see everything there, if the door was completely opened in the dream.

My advisory wore a dark gray polyester female dress shirt (it was a thin material), and a light gray dress underneath that. The door was slightly opened, and I assumed that I talked to her previously in the dream, but I can't recall what we talked about. But by judging my feelings in the dream, it didn't seem anything too serious, and as I'm close to leaving this section of the Biochemistry Department, I just happened to see to my right, pepper seeds.


They were contained in a circular jar, like those types where the ends would be cut (not literally) with rectangular ends, so the jar wouldn't roll off the counter or shelf. There was a black text that showed the price to eat the pepper seeds I'm assuming, and it was for "15 cents" each, with the logo for cents.

I didn't know about this until later on, so I took one pepper, and quickly put it in my mouth and chewed on it.

[My.....very....very...SPICY!!!

OH MY.......SPICY!!!!!!!! Its taste is hitting certain areas around my tongue.....

Ooooh, tasting the salt there......ooooh tasting the bitterness there......OH OH OHHHHH THAT WAS SPICY]

All that I said in brackets is how it felt in those few 2-3 seconds of chewing it (Note I wasn't really saying that, just added expression to how real the taste was).

I prepare myself to leave the office, but I immediately hear the lady that was to the right of me before I turn my back declare,

"15 Cents will be taken off.."

I respond,

"Ooooh....Oh! Sorry, I'll go ahead and pay for that right now!" (the pepper seed).

I take my left hand to dig through my left pant pocket, and heard some change jingling around. I take as much as I can out of it, and I quickly counted 15 cents and gave it to the lady.

I think she said "Thank you," and as I'm turning my back again to leave the room, I turn around once more and declared,

"Oh! I gave 20 cents instead huh?"

She quickly looks at the change with her hand opened, but before she could say something, I professed,

"Oh, don't worry about it..."

I left the area, and that's all that I remember.

_________________________

09.23.2012

Angelina Jolie Counterpart spams God Mode (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I looked up Pepper Dream meaning signs, and most of it foreshadows danger of some sort, be it through quarreling, financial loss, etc....but I feel that previous dream was just prelude to this one.....I can't really take dream meanings as set in stone notions of truth...but still....

*sigh* Anyway


Ugh....not this kind of dream again.....

Invincible DC+ me being a crappy aim or them spamming God Mode = GETS ANNOYING.

I'm inside a gym, and the carpet is dark blue, there are mirrors attached to the walls on all sides, excluding the entrance and exits I'm assuming. There's a pretty large collection of treadmills around this area. I happen to be close to one, and I believe I'm just observing what's around me.

There's this man who looks like he's an inspector of some sort, like to see if the gym equipment are in good conditions for gym members. He's a really picky guy, he has that really really really analytical eye going about these treadmills and other gym equipment.

There was one treadmill where he put his finger around some buttons, and he didn't like it at all. He takes his index finger off the machine, quickly wipes it off his pants in disgust, and declares,

"I don't like this at all!!"

Not sure who he's talking to, but he was looking at someone. I also recall that same man wearing a dark colored dress shirt tucked into some long Khaki pants I believe.

Then the dream shifts a little bit to where I'm near a dark-skinned lady, and she wants me to look through something that resembles that scope thing you see in submarines to check what's out there. As soon as I put my eyes near the glass to see what's going on through the scope, it's like I'm being transported to a completely different dream environment.

It feels like a video game now, and I'm in it. Whatever area I'm confined in now, it's moving, and it's moving fairly quickly. I find out I'm inside a vehicle or some sort, maybe it's not, but it is moving. I still have the feelings that I'm looking through the same scope.

While I still am, I zoom in on a lady that's inside of the back of a truck that's also moving. Before I go into details on her, here's how the environment looks like. There's a huge brown boulder, or mini-cliff on the left side, and there's a huge body of water on the right, though me and the truck that this vehicle I'm in is following are way above the water level.

(click for bigger picture)

I see some area that looks like a town is coming up to the right far away, and finally, I see the lady. The scope has Thermal vision, so I'm mostly seeing blue, green, yellow, red, and some orange colors, but it's mostly just cool colors I'm seeing....that's weird....barely any body heat on this woman?

I don't think she's human.....she's mostly showing up as colors of blue and green throughout her whole body, and maybe a little hint of yellow and red on her forehead, but it was a very thin vertical line.


She's wearing a pastel green sleeveless tank top, and probably some short khaki dress. She looks like she's looking at me directly, has her lips slightly opened, with her teeth together, and she has pretty big lips. She wears some sunglasses with a thin metal frame around the lens, and she seems to not mind me looking at her.

But something about her bothered me.....it seemed she was up to something.

You know like one of those shows where some random person sees someone, but they look completely normal to them, but they don't know they're probably kind of serial killer or bank robber? Yeah, it felt like that.....

Something made me try to aim a weapon at her, but by the time I do that, the back of the truck seems to be covering half of where she is probably behind right now. Maybe it could be that the right side of the truck cargo she's in is exposed rather than the back. Or it could just be that the thermal vision from the scope can see through thick metal, and I assumed that the backside of the truck cargo was exposed.....hmmmm.


The truck makes a sharp right turn in this enclosed road we're on, and the moment that happened, I decided to just shoot the damn thing.

SHOOT IT SHOOT IT NOW!!!

Then all sorts of things happen, there's this rush, so many events happening....the truck speed up, along with the vehicle I'm in speeding up. Sometimes I wonder if I was just running as high speeds, because I don't recall seeing any kind of car roofs or windows at the time.

Anyway, the dream shifts, and now I'm in a room...I don't pay too much attention to it. All I know is that it consists of light colors of brown and white...like a Calypso type of setting...yeah, this whole dream has that vibe. I open a dark gray door, and I slowly peek out to my left....and I believe the Angeline Jolie counterpart is with some random old guy.

He's wearing a dark dress shirt that's unbuttoned, and probably a light gray shirt with some dark pants and shoes as well. The guy is fairly shorter than her, and she's pretty tall, probably 6'4", something like that. The mini hallway they're in, there's a window in front of them, and it's fairly bright, must still be sunny out there.

(click for bigger picture)

The floor tiles are vanilla colored, and as soon as Angelina Jolie and the old man start, I quickly take aim at try to shoot her as much as I can. Crap...is my aim this HORRIBLE???? I panic, slam the door shut, and quickly looked at the gun I'm holding. It's like a default pistol with a gray coating around the gun head, and studded black material around the holding base.

It also had some weird attachment to the front of it that seems that it can be pressed for some kind of feature, though the split second thinking I'm running out of, I didn't have the time for that. I looked at the gun a bit more, and saw "Bronze Hatchet" labeled on it.

Ugh...another Runescape item reference? But the gun doesn't look anything like a hatchet!!! It's a gun....bleeeh!!

I need to find a place to duck for cover before she opens that door. I quickly find a table that has a decent covering spot, and I hide under there. The door opens, and I see just Angelina's legs walking, searching around the area in her first few seconds of entering it. Then I realized, my father is sitting down on the floor, bracing his back against the wall next to the opened door.

Shit....I get up quickly and aim my gun at her...and by this point, I just start going crazy, I can't recall perfectly on what happened. But based on me going nuts and worrying if she'll shoot my father or something, I assumed I just shot at her in fear, and it didn't seem to work at all. I noticed the gunshots sounded like the M1 Garand "ping" sound.

http://images.wikia.com/callofduty/i..._ping_CoD1.ogg
(Click to hear the ping sound)

Nothing is working on her....there's not a dent on her....and I think she has her gun in her right hand aimed near my father's head, and she's looking at me with her glasses off I believe. It definitely looks like an Angelina Jolie counterpart, or a doppelganger.

I aim my gun at the old dirty, and probably smelly guy, but the gunshots aren't affecting him as well. I know I'm not a crappy aim in a close-ranged situation, so these two probably just have God Mode on full blast.

I can't think straight, I don't know what to do, I don't know what she's going to do with that gun aimed at my father. They're just STANDING there, doing nothing, waiting for me to do something, but I'm dissociated from myself that I eventually just try to end the dream and woke up somehow out of fear of what would happen next.

_________________________

09.23.2012

Sensui and his New Light (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'll keep this dream short, because the second dream.....took a quite a while because I was distracted with some things, and I really should finish this lab report and pre-lab questions too before it gets too late at night.

Alright, I'm in a void....it's really.....dark...so empty...I don't see myself, maybe I'm just looking at this void in first person view, but I hear Shinobu Sensui's voice from Yu Yu Hakusho.

He talks about how in the darkness.....the blood was his new light.

*sigh* Too much ambiguity...

[Saturday, September 22nd, 2012] [AI is Viral]
(I feel like my soul has just returned from the most extensive adventure... I just got done living another life...)

I remember a futuristic city- Me and Alex witnessed the discovery of a new type of energy that unlocked the secrets of AI. Professors and
Cid-like people gathered around a small machine. They clapped and applauded the arrival of the plasma-like substance that gathered electric
currents out of nothing. The little cylinder music-box-sized machine danced with sparks and lightning. It spread to every thing in the room that had
certain false AI that humans had invented. AI's intelligences advanced so fast and replicated beyond our imagination... within minutes the city was
under attack by our own technology. People were being killed instantly. Alex ran as fast as she could. I was knocked down... I saw people being
impaled... melted... sliced... I crawled into a pod-machine with a red force field that cloaked my presense and protected me- and I waited and
watched. A giant red tenticle of energy whipped around the plaza and killed countless humans. I watched it kill every thing it could detect with
lightning precision. I was watching a masacre- and was the only one in this area to survive. I sat there and watched something evil looking whip
it's bladed arms across the forcefield and slash and slash- but I stared and watched. This was a bad idea- I was stuck in here and Alex was lost
somewhere. I closed my eyes and went back in time- to before the AI made the change. A few minutes before.

I didn't go far back enough. Alex had already run... and Nathan was with me now. But instead of crawling into the safety pod, I grabbed Nathan
and ran. We took turns through the city's hidden corridors and tried to imagine which way Alex would have gone. I felt that she took a left, a right,
another right... then we were at the edge of the city. We were on a giant island ship of metal. Water spread out as far as the eye could see. There
were teleporters on the edge of the ship- and we chose one and it sent us to Manhattan... I could feel that city was already destroyed... so I
reversed time and chose a smaller city. One that Alex was in. We were catapulted through space-time and arrived within moments

This city was dark and depressing, rainy and poor. It reminded me of a late 19th century England city with no modern technology existing, or
perhaps just out of sight and not so advanced. Shingles were falling off roofs from dilapidation, and wood was rotting away. Nathan was here
somewhere in the city, but now he wasn't with me. Dammit. Now I had two people to find. I turned down one alleyway and it led down to a
hidden replica neighborhood of our apartment complex. The parking lot was filled with potholes of rainwater and a few doors were off their
hinges. I went up to number 8 and knocked, SHE ANSWERED. <memory skips>

It's been a few days of us living in safety. But there were memories of her being uninterested in me anymore. I was to be replaced by figures such
as Pompous, Brandon, and more. I felt like she gave the attention she used to give to me to everyone else. A nightmare in itself. I was devastated
but she thought it was only fair. We got in a fight that was very unclear to me and just as we went inside, some kind of shit went down. During a
party, AI had arrived in THIS town. It must be trying to exterminate humans or something. I grabbed Alex by the hand and everything we might
need- and we ran with our backpacks. People were being slayed that came out of hiding- but our neighborhood had been compromised. I saw
Nathan too and I shouted at him to follow- and we headed to the teleports. We all got in one and tried to leave to the place with the least amount
of population. That must be the safest place!

The machine malfunctioned and sent us up into the atmosphere. We all flew up where we could land on an airplane. But we all did grab on until it
landed. Where we did land, it was a tropical island- big, but not as populated. The technology here hadn't been quite affected by the change yet,
so we were sort of safe. The first building we entered shut us in when we walked inside, and a trial began. A box wheeled itself into the room with
supplies for a battle. There was a battery recharge, a weapon capsule, and another thing I don't remember. I grabbed the weapon capsule- it was
kind of old and damaged, I tried to heal it with my mind and it worked. Just then, a robot/cyborg arrived in the room with the intent to destroy me.
I chucked the weapon capsule with all my strength at it and busted the attack machine. That was easy, I thought.

<I faded from the dream and woke up.>

[Wednesday, 19th, 2012][12:30 PM]
I'm in a giant open house filled with clutter. The lights are very dim and there are two main rooms. On one side of the house there's just a
windowed wall that overlooks the sunset scenery of trees. The house is slowly getting darker and there are no lights. Alex had just left me- I'm
alone.

Nothing is wrong, I'm just alone. I sit down and start to just relax on the couch. I slowly drift off to sleep... I wake up a minute later, a noise
springs to my attention. On the dark side of the house, where the shadow's hugged the corner, I heard a noise. I figure it must have been my
imagination. I shrug it off, but feel a strange alien thought in my head. I feel so alone... so... so alone... I just want something to hold on to- or talk
to-

I slowly trudge over to the shadow side of the house... I hear dull clicking noises, reminiscent of Amnesia. In the far right corner of the dark side, I
bend down to pick up a stuffed animal... there was a lot of them, but I choose one that I'm most familiar with. It was a cute patchwork animal-
yellow with purple and green... Alex had gotten it from the claw machine. I pick it up and hug it- and look at it. I could have sworn I saw it move.
I let it drop to my side and I pick up another... I set them back down and watched them come to life. I was amazed- but didn't think anything of it.
I must be seeing things, but nothing too out of the ordinary. It's just little movements, like an arm twitching, or an eye blinking.

I bring the patchwork with me into the other rooms and set it on a table. Walking into the other room, I see shadows flicker and move, and things
shift around the room. I'm convinced I'm going crazy. But I'm okay, I accept it. "It won't be forever. And this isn't so bad. It's kind of interesting.
It's like I can control what I see." It reminds me of a lucid dream. My hallucinations started to become more real and vivid. Now I'm hearing
whispers. The patchwork shakes violently in my hand and drops to the floor. It begins crawl around... Oh my... then it stops in its tracks... and...
and it turned its neck to me. It whispered, "Don't be lonely. I'm here for you." I blink a blank stare back at it. (My subconscious didn't know how
to react.) I dismiss it- and forget about it.

With an empty mind, I drag myself across the house, like a ghost haunting eternity. I had no aim or goal, just to exist. Minutes passed and I knew
that I was fully insane, and descending extremely fast. Everything was talking to me now. More stuffed animals were alive, but only ONE at a
time. Next thing I know, I see a human in the room. It's- a waking life friend of mine that I know fairly well, but I don't remember who in specific.
I know it's just in my head, and I'm making him up though, so I'm not exactly freaked out. I'm just so interested in the fact that I have this much
"control" over my reality- I start to talk to the hallucination, "What's up, man?"
"Not much." He replies.

I take my attention off of him and he vanishes, and I begin to search around the house... playing with my hallucination power.
I could stare at something and focus on it, and it would begin to move. I have "control" over this at least. I scan the back wall again, seeing
stuffed animals that I recognized from real life and some that I did not. The house had gotten pretty chilly in the last few minutes. I can feel the
cold wrap around my skin. It's very very quiet. Dead silent. Not a noise in the place, save for my breathing. Out of the corner of my eye I see the
hallucination take a human form again. It's another person who I know. (but don't remember. I wasn't paying extremely-close, conscious attention
yet at this point. He follows me around the house as I start to pick things up and clean the cluttered house. He watches me closely like a hawk. That's when the
dream becomes extremely real. In fact... It ISN'T a dream anymore. There's no way something this real is a dream. It's a full-blown reality. I can't
tell the difference one bit anymore. I'm semi-lucid too... I have control of my body- but without realizing it was a dream.
I look back up at my hallucinated visitor and he smiles at me.

That smile... it's the most horrible evil fucking smile I've ever seen. One that stretches across the face and make me choke back tears of impossible
fear. I'm descending faster into the deepest and darkest corner of my mind. I'm very uncomfortable
"I can't believe how insane I am." I reach into my pocket and pull out my phone to call Alex- the only person that I want to talk to right now...
even if I was bat crazy, she would talk to me. I call, with my eyes on the hallucination that was smiling so wide, his black eyes were chinked
behind his grin. Straight to voicemail- "We're sorry... the number you-" I hang up.

The hallucination now has a long boning knife in his hand now. He's at my neck before I even have a chance to react-
"Do... you know who... I am?"
"No-" I sob.
"As long as Alex is... gone... I get to... come out and... play."
He casually drags the knife loosely against my neck. He vanishes when he finishes the knife's trail. I'm shaking uncontrollably. But at the same
time stilled by my muscles. Everything is frozen in fear. My open eyes scan the room and notice new stuffed animals that I don't recognize-
countless of them. The sun is almost gone, the light choked by the horizon. I turn around slowly 'til I'm facing a third room behind me. I watch the
opening for a whole minute... waiting... swaying back in forth in silence... then-

I sprint to the third back room... I jump into the room and stop... panting for second. This room closely resembles my old room of my Mum's old
house. The TV is on and static lights up the room with white noise. I slowly make my way to the far end of the room, where I put my phone on the
charger and try to call again- that's when I saw Alex had left her phone on the charger. I won't reach her at all now. My heart sinks so deep into
my chest. "Oh my god... I just want to talk to Alex... I just want to talk to her... please oh god..." I cry hysterically

My head feels very hazy, and I'm having trouble remembering the situation. What had just happened? I remember a stuffed animal... I'm crazy... a
man in my house... I took in a shallow breath- and walked back out of the room.

A body flickers into existence and blocks my path. Nathan appears very suddenly in the doorway, like a scream piercing silence. He has a
wicked grin on his face. He cocks his head to the side, and smiles more, almost saying, "Where were you?" Then he vanishes again. I push my
eyes closed to blink a few times- they were getting dry from holding them open so wide for so long. The house is caked in twilight- but this time
I'm back in my Mom's old home. I emerge from my room into the computer room. To my left is the futon. I walk into the kitchen and hear,
"Unwell" playing by Matchbox Twenty.

"I'm not CRAZY, I'm just a little unwell- I know, right now you can't tell- but soon enough of you're gonna think of me, and how I used to be." I
listen to the words and begin to sob. "This is so real. I can't do this...

The music stops playing and Nathan is there again. He's right behind me, smiling his cold smile. It shocks me again how suddenly he appeared. I
keep my eyes on him and slowly backtracked... then I stop. I'm suddenly filled with HATE for this DEMON. HOW DARE HE USE THE IMAGE
OF MY BEST FRIEND!? Tears slowly well up in my eyes..

...until I scream and lunge for his throat. I use every bit of my strength and force him onto the futon and begin to choke him. I shake and shake
and squeeze as hard as I can. He just smiles. I choke him for a full minute, letting my hate seep out onto his neck, before I realize there is no
effect. I stand back up and take a step back.

Suddenly, the futon vanishes and so does he. It repositions right where the computer used to be- to my immediate left... where we had moved it
the second time, when we lived there. Now, Tyler sits there on the futon with a smile on his face. The lights flicker in the house and then the
power fails. It's pitch black, but I can still see his black eyes. He can change form, but he can't change those beady black eyes.

Alex had gone away and wouldn't be back for three days. Three days of hell... My soul was going to rot here
<I woke up.>

(I cried for 10 minutes upon waking. I called Alex right away.)

So these are dreams that happened over the last 2 days, surprisingly they have at least a small reason as to why my brain is going to them.


This one was 2 nights ago, I had been talking with a coworker Henry that day about an issue for like a half hour, though I usually never talk to him so it was odd when he was in my dream.

I was getting ready to go on vacation to see some family in Florida. My parents and wife were all going and for some reason Henry was coming to join us. One problem though, Henry was wearing a freaking Bear costume, I'm talking like full on bear costume.



Not sure why, he didn't say why and we all kind of just assumed it was normal. Well we were all the sudden out eating with my Florida relatives in some fancy restaurant. Henry meanwhile was like frolicking outside and like jumping around in his bear costume. Then this bear comes out of nowhere and we are all yelling for henry to run. For some reason the bear doesn't care about anyone else outside, only the dude in the bear costume. Henry is running away and then he throws his hat from the costume at the bear and it stops it momentarily. Henry things he's in the clear and starts walking, then the bear runs at him again, pins him and literally bites his face off. I just remember screaming and being sad but then the dream ended.


Same night I do not know where this came from at all really. Though I feel it is slightly offensive to people from Russia.

I was in the middle of some secret undercover spy thing going on in some submarine in the ocean. It was between like Russians and Americans except I was like a double spy on both teams I guess. The Americans were searching on the submarine for secrets i guess with some reconnaissance robot, it would like come back to them and give them the info. The Russians however had a pet squid that would search around as well then come find them and I guess tell them the secrets somehow, I guess they could talk to squid.

Last night I had two dreams, one of them I literally was just patching around fiber optics cables throughout my house to get internet connected to like the upstairs part. I have been running fiber cables at work so I guess my brain really liked the idea of this mundane task. The enxt dream I do not know what the hell happened.
I was at the grocery store and there was this cupboard there that was like chained shut. I went up to it and I touched it and apparently was cursed. I got like threatening letters at home and I didn't know who they came from. I went back to the store and like every worker told me it was a terrible thing and I needed to stop it. I ended up breaking into the cupboard to see some monster and he made me play some endless game to get rid of him. It pretty much involved me playing a slot machine against him until I got like a bigger jackpot I guess. I don't think I ever beat him though I think I ended up playing for a long time and then woke up.

Last night I dreamed that I went to my cousin. suddenly felt like someone. I was very scared. was a ghost was not Razvan, my cousin. he came down the stairs and enter the door. I shoved under the covers, and when they blanket I was scared of him and finally