nightmare

#967:
Date: (Approx.) October 10th, 2010
Length: 5 minutes

It's another zombie apocalypse. I begin the dream in a large, fortified bus with a bunch of people from my family. We drive down a bunch of roads until we finally reach a coastline. We roll down the beach until we reach a sort of military encampment which is apparently one of the few human settlements remaining. There are many white tents, and as we drive into the camp, people are impressed that we've survived on our own for this long.

We don't stay for more than a few moments though, I think because we realize that whoever is running this camp has some kind of sinister motives. In particular, we notice a sort of symbol on the side of buildings and vehicles that looks like "^^^^", and it makes us very suspicious. We end up in a sort of city, and we stop at what used to be a restaurant, looking for food to scavenge. My recall is a bit blurry at this point. I think we find some guns inside the restaurant, and then someone appears at the door. At first we think it's a zombie, and immediately take aim with our rifles. It turns it's a human though, and we all end up sitting at a table and talking.

Big jump here, I somehow end up in a kind of massive factory, and I am being taken to an audience with the factory's owners (I think the guy from the restaurant told me to go here). After taking an elevator, I enter a large, Japanese-style room, and stand in the middle of the large carpet that spans the room. After a few moments, I am surrounded with a bunch of vaguely human-like cats, who are apparently incredibly wise and think I'm some sort of chosen one. I try to talk with them and explain that I'm nothing special, but they speak a language I don't understand.

For a while I'm really confused, as the cats are all saying many things and I have no idea what is really going on. Eventually, I try to just relax, and I think I slowly start to understand what they are saying, despite not knowing their language. They begin some sort of chanting, and I start floating in the air. I just try to roll with it and wait. Unfortunately, I don't remember much of what happened after that.


#968:
Date: (Approx.) October 8th, 2010
Length: 3 minutes

It's night-time, in some sort of suburban neighborhood. Apparently, I'm "in" a sort of horror movie, and I sort of know it, so while everything feels real, I also have some notion that it isn't, if that makes any sense. Anyways, I'm outside with a group of 4 people, one of whom is Mel Gibson. Armed with a few guns, we're on the hunt for some kind of mysterious animal who has been wreaking havoc (maybe killing people?) in the neighborhood.

After walking around for a while, we spot a dark figure, which we assume is the animal. I think it runs away before we can kill it, and I think to myself that it doesn't look that dangerous. We decide to split up. I end up exploring some sort of log cabin with another person, and it's suddenly morning. The guy with me uses his walkie talkie to contact the others, but eerily, there's no response at all. Everything is suddenly very quiet and tense. There is a knock at the door right in front of us. I feel like something horrific is about to happen, so I get behind the door and try to block my vision, as if trying to ignore the movie I'm in. The guy opens the door, and there is nothing there but books on the floor. If I recall correctly, the books belonged to a little girl who had been killed by the animal, and for some reason it was quite scary that they were suddenly here (who brought them there?).


#968:
Date: (Approx.) October 15th, 2010
Length: 2 minutes

I'm walking around on campus, and I see a girl I haven't seen in years. I follow her, and see her go into a sort of deli I have never been to before. After a few moments I decide to go inside, but go in through the wrong door and end up in a kind of bathroom. There's a bucket with some food in there, so for a moment I wonder if this is the actual deli, but eventually conclude that it isn't. I go in through another door and find myself in a kitchen area, where an employee tells me this isn't the right place to get food. I go back outside and in through another door, which is the right one this time. I ended up admiring some of the delicious things for sale.


A fragment from last night: I was in an elevator with some guy, and suddenly it started shaking fairly violently. It barely reached the floor we were going to, and when it did, the doors opened but the elevator started moving again. We scrambled to get out of the elevator, and did, just in time, before it dropped free-fall to the bottom of the shaft.


Finally, a kind of funny and technically lucid dream from the other day. I woke up in the morning, having overslept already, but fell asleep again. When I did though, I ended up in a dream of getting out of bed, only to see my roommate hiding in a corner getting ready to jump out to scare me or something. I knew my roommate wasn't here IRL though, so I yelled out "NO!!', mad at myself for falling asleep again. I woke myself up and get out of bed, for real this time.

Hey, I haven´t wrote so many of my dreams here since I have been away on vaccation. I am going to write some of them now. The First dream:
I was dreaming about that I was like a hero in a movie, and I was suppose to save my son and a glass timer which
could destroy the whole world in wrong hands. A evil dude had added this stuffs in a haunted house/hotell. So I
started my journey to the haunted house. When I came to my destination I saw that the house was surrounded by many trees, and it also looked as a very little house, but the inside was big as hell. I went in to the house and went
trough many doors, toilets, showers, all kinds of stuff. At some point I came to an office where there was another
door, which led to a sauna, and then to an another office. Like I said I went trough many doors, don´t remember
how many, but alot. Then I found some stairs, I walked upstairs and saw a passage with many doors to the sides. Like corridors to ferrys. I went to the first one to the left. There on a bed I found a ghost, crying. I don´t remember
why he was crying. At first I was scared of him, but it turned out that he was a kind ghost. He talked a little about
himself and the about the person who ruled at this house. Then I talked about my mission and what I was doing here. He told me that the thing I was doing was like an attempt of suicide and he adviced me to cancel my mission. But he saw that it would be difficult to change my mind, so he wished me good luck instead, and then I went back to the passage.I went to another door, it was locked. Another one, also locked. The third one, not locked. I was just going to open it when I heard voices from the stairs. So instead of going in to the door, I hide myself behind some subject. I am waiting anxiously too see whos coming. I hear that it is girl voices, and up from the stairs cames three beautiful drunk girls. One had brown hair, one other black hair and the third was a blondie. Everyone was tall and fine and they all looked like modells. No one of them had notice me so I sneaked behind the one with black hair and touched her nice butt. She taught it was the blondie, so she get angry at her. Then I sneak behind the blondie and fiddle on her ass. She also blames the one with black hair. Then I touch the one with black hairs but again, but this time I don´t let go untill she sees me. She´s get pissed off and I run away untill I was pushed in to a corner. I don´t know what to do, so I touch her bobbies and clamp on them so that her t-shirt fells down and out came the bobbies. All of them had really big. Then the blondie show me that she had bigger. Then they take me to a room where things starts to happen. Crazy dream xD.

I dreamt I was driving my car along a steel guard rail and scraped the front end of the left side as my brother watched. He smiled nervously and nodded to confirm that I had indeed crashed the car.

The dream was quite long so I'm going to summarize. Basically in the dream I was a murderer. I killed two people in the dream. The first was at a gas station and was simply out of rage for whatever reason. The second was in some house but was more calculated. After the murders, I was at the gas station with my mom who needed gas.
-For the whole dream, I was getting gas from the station but not paying for it, and I may have killed the first person because they were there to see that I had not paid for the gas.
See, in the dream I was afraid that I would be caught for stealing the gas, and when the cops came around, I thought they were on my trail for stealing the gas. Which I'll get to later. -
Anyhow, I was in the gas station with my mom who needed gas but couldn't afford a lot, So I paid for it myself because I could afford it because I was stealing it for myself. Then a taxi cab came by and I filled him up, but he didn't have a regular gas cap, his vehicle needed to be filled from the exhaust pipe.

So later me, my mom, and my middle brother were at some kind of restaurant/store and as we were looking at the menus, a man came over and asked me if he could see my suit-jacket. I didn't want to be rude but it was weird so I tried to figure out why he wanted to see it. I said "ummm, you want to see MY jacket?"
He's like "Yeah, can I see the jacket please?" I said" Woah" half laughing "THE jacket, what is it an ancient treasure or something?" "Just let me see it" he said.
I was getting angry at this point "What's so important about my suit, what you wanna buy it or what?" I forget what he said after that.
So I eventually gave him the jacket and as I brought it to him, he pulled out a file from his back pocket and as he did so, I noticed he was wearing a gun. I immediately thought he was the police, and figured the gas-stealing was what he was on to me about.
He gave me the file and said something like: "You left a finger print on the tie" and then he showed me the file, and circled one of a bunch of felonies but I couldn't make it out, then he left and I was there to ponder the paper.
I then went through the rest of the dream in anxiety that the cop was on to me about the gas, but in the back of my mind I felt it was actually about the murders. I went into panicked moods and eventually started trying to figure out what page the police were on in an effort to try and distract them from the truth, whatever that was. I don’t remember anything after that.

Im surprised i havent posted this dream yet,

from the 6th:

So my bf and i and about 20 DC's were at a Gorillaz concert.(which is happening IRL in two days) The set up for the concert was very confusing; there was some 4' tall chain link fencing around the perimeter of a cement patio area where we had to stay inside the fence. There was curtain behind us and the stage that the Gorillaz were on was really far in front of us, for some reason.


There was a part when i snuck to the front of the patio and people were positioned there to grab at me and scare me back behind the fence. And next thing i knew, the curtain behind me had opened, and everyone was off to the side now and D12 was there, rapping. I noticed that my bf had disappeared, he fell behind the curtain. For a second i could see from his perspective where he was, so i knew he was hurt and scared and had an idea of where he was, but when i looked behind the curtain he wasnt there. So i went looking for him in a hallway. I found him in a storage room in a mountain of boxes.

My dream collapsed when i helped him out from the boxes, but i fell back asleep immediately into the same dream. We were now in a hotel room and i was watching the concert from the window. Some one knocked on the door and opened it, telling us we had to get out because they over booked our room, and the cleaning lady had to tidy it for the next people. I remember arguing with her about it, and ended up telling her we will pack up to leave. O.o

7th, was up for over 21 hours, and had 4.5 hours of sleep:

Had one recall about Sentaku. LOL, had a very distinct "im dreaming" moment, but i was probably too exhausted to turn lucid, unfortunately.

8th:

I did the Chest Technique to meditate before sleep, and everything was fine until the chest started rattling and jumping. It burst open and all of my negative thoughts that were locked in it came shooting at me. Was crazy.

10th:

Crappy recall, could only remember one DC, no dream, no commentary. Fail.

We were going fishing, my fiance and I. we were deep in the woods, redwoods, the ground was warm and the sun was filtering through the canopy of needled branches. He was at the front of the car, unloading our bags, and I was walking around to the back to get something out. As I went to open the handle, I noticed two eyes staring at me. Dark eyes with dark hair that was covered in a fine mist of the same dirt I was stepping on. Burrowed into the dead pine needles so I didn't see, so we didn't notice. I couldn't see anything but his eyes up, but I knew that he was smiling, a devilish grin. I remember choking on my words, trying to yell to my fiance to help. I couldn't get the words out, and the man was crawling out from under the bumper, like a spider extending its limbs to hunt its prey. I backed up, started running around to the front of the car, yelling "Stop, leave us alone!"

The man didn't talk, circled the car, I was standing in front of my fiance, he was trying to stand in front of me, a dance of protection. The stranger had that startling smile on his face and began to approach us. I suddenly rushed forward and pushed him, flat hands on his chest, but he barely moved. Barely indicated he'd felt anything.

I knew my fiance would try to protect me, but that's what this stranger wanted. I could tell he wasn't going to do anything, just his presence would be enough, and then once the first blow had been thrown, he would react, claim self defense. He would rip my life from my hands. I didn't know this stranger, but I knew what he wanted.

I started slamming my fists into his chest as my fiance moved toward us. "Leave..us...alone!" I cried out, feeling tired, sluggish. The shock was coursing through my veins. My mind was starting to grow fuzzy. As my fiance stepped closer, the stranger suddenly reached out, moving like a well calculated animal, grabbing me, pulling me toward him, and then fleeing. He had to be taller than me, for my feet didn't drag, but his arm around my waist was hard and he ran like a gazelle through the woods. I was beating him, trying to kick him, but it was as if he wasn't phased. I looked at his face, the vein on his neck pulsing, and his eyes wild. He was breathing heavily and yet he ran at a dizzying pace. I heard my fiance screaming for me, running after us, and I realized I was screaming too. Screaming for help.

And then, somehow, he dropped me, ran into a small town, and threw me down in the bushes, and ran to an open vehicle, turned it on, flipped on the lights, and peeled out, heading away. I remember laying there, in the brush, panting and shaking. I thought the worst was over, he'd stopped. But then I realized why. He didn't want me. He never wanted me.

It was with a sickening and sinking feeling I watched my fiance run past me, his eyes wide, his body set to kill. He was running to save me, but he didn't see me, ran right past me, saw the stranger peeling away in a car, and stopped thinking; started doing. He ran up to a beat up old pickup, barely hanging together, and somehow the keys were in it, he got them, I don't know how, I was barely aware of where I was, yet alone what was happening, but I saw him leap into the cab and take off, the truck's engine whining loudly.

I ran into a store, bewildered, told them to call 9-1-1, didn't tell them why, didn't know what it would do. That there was a strange man that had grabbed me, had driven off. A woman inside, large and unhappy looking, began to grumble. The stranger had stolen her car, she suddenly realized, and began to complain how she hoped he didn't scratch it. I remember standing by the road, frantic, watching the pickup reach the top of the hill, start to careen beyond view.

And then a loud POP. It echoed through the trees, reached my ears, made my heart stop. I saw dust rise up, beyond my view, a few miles off, where the road snaked, and I began to pant heavily. My heart began to beat loudly in my ears. The woman in the store was crying and mumbling about how she just knew her car was dented. I turned around, to the few women in the little store, it looked like a little convenience store like you see in the mountains, and I whispered, "Did that sound like a gunshot?"

No one met my gaze and I turned to look, watched people looking as the dust continued to curl up from the forest. I didn't hear the whine of the old truck anymore. I heard a woman quietly whisper to another that it sounded like a tire. I began to shudder and I started trotting down the road, aware it was miles between myself and whatever lay ahead, knowing I could barely stand, let alone run, because I was so frightened; shock settling in.

Sirens blared as two sheriff's vehicles barreled down the road toward the 'scene'. I couldn't even fathom what was there. I couldn't bear to consider that it was even a 'scene'. I stood on the side of the road, breathing heavily, watching; waiting.

After what seemed hours, I saw a familar car coming down the rise. It was my fiance's car. I felt a flood of relief rush over my body. And then, as the car neared, fear began to trickle back into my veins and my hands and face began to tingle as I realized much too late that he hadn't been driving his car. That he'd taken that pickup. As it rolled up to me, I saw a woman in the front seat, a clipboard on her lap.

She opened the door as I ran over to it, tears beginning to fill in my eyes. There had to be an explanation. Maybe he was being held for questioning. Maybe the stranger had crashed. Maybe it was a gun. Maybe...maybe a thousand possibilities.

The woman looked up at me, dark hair, a white shirt on, but a large gun in the holster on her hip. She had a hardened face and her large fingers grasped a pen as she wrote on a clipboard. I was staring at her, and she looked up and said sternly, "Ma'am, it seems the tire pressure was too much, the thing popped, truck went off the road." I felt an icy cold horror begin to pierce my body. "The truck hit, cab came clear off...the cab's badly dented, we're trying to get to it, but we can't be sure if he survived."

The ice hit my heart and I began to hyperventilate as I slowly asked, "What?" I blinked, my hands shaking violently as time seemed to move without taking me with it. I wasn't aware of time or place or myself, just of the beat that was my startled heart. Then, as the seconds ticked by, devastation flooded my body and I screamed, "What?! WHAT?!" I began to feel like I was suffocating, grabbing my chest, a sob stuck in my throat, screaming in a shrill voice, "WHERE IS HE?!" I looked up to where the dust was beginning to clear and imagined him, the truck at the bottom of a ravine, the cab stuck, smashed, to the point of no return. I imagined him having a few seconds, bleeding to death, trying to get free as the life dripped out of him. I started to run, dragging my feet, my mind unable to comprehend what I would do if I weren't there and he died. If he had already died. What I would do if I lost him.




---


I woke up gasping, my heart thundering in my chest, tears welling in my eyes.



A dream.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! I meditated for twenty minutes before bed last night, and it felt great! I focused on my breathing and tried stimulating the "chakra pathways" a bit. I don't want to start storing energy before I'm fully "warmed up" yet. Anyways I also took some B6 and omega-3 just before bed. Two hours later I woke up from one of the worst nightmares I have ever had in my life.

2.14: My nightmare
I don't know where I am, but I cannot move. I get these flashes of raw emotions from every direction and from what I can make out, I'm lying in a bathtub and I'm dying. The sheer terror of it all makes me scream at the top of my lungs and my voice amplifies tenfold by the bathroom walls. I black out...

I wake up a few moments later and the same thing is happening. I notice the bathtub is filled with money and there's a shotgun nearby. I still can't move and it's all very frightening. I black out again...

I don't know how many times this happened or for how long, but it went on for a LONG time. When I finally wake up and could move again, I was exhausted. The shotgun is still there I notice but it's not a normal shotgun. "It makes your memories go away. You won't die if you shoot yourself in the head with it" I think. I decide to leave it where it is, and I send a text message to my friend Jonas. I check the time: 22.00. "Damn, I've been sleeping for like 24 hours" I say to try to stabilize myself. I am still very groggy and I fear I will go back to that horrible state. I call my mom on the phone and she answers. I tell her what happened and expect some sympathy. "Oh well, you continue sitting by the computer!" she tells me like it's the computer's fault. I wake up.

4.00: Fragment
*I'm drinking different kinds of whiskey with my sisters and my brother. We're measuring the liquid with large syringes.

7.30: Fragment
*Something about outdated milk-based drinks. There's fudge, strawberry and something else. Only one of them was good enough to drink.

Amount of sleep: 7½ hours

Food before bed: 150mg B6 and 2 omega-3 pills

That's it! I was pretty shaken up by the nightmare and I couldn't go back to sleep for like 40 minutes. Anyways it was a cool experience, but I don't want to have that experience again. A dream within a dream, in which I am having a Sleep Paralysis.

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

So i have failed to post a longer dream in between my last posts and this one. but i am without my DJ book atm so im using this for it's purpose right now.

its kinda a jumbled mess because i woke up and typed it into my memos on my shitty phone.

the first thing i remembered was :

i was in this big dark room with tables around and there were a few people around, but i only took notice to one DC. he was about 17 maybe, and had short blond hair and dark eyes and was really pale(now that i think about it, looked like ninja). he wasnt wearing a shirt, and he was running around in the dark, sneaking up on me and giggling. it was creepy, but apparently i liked it. i took a moment to sit on one of the tables a little further away from everyone else and "touch myself". That didnt last long or finalize its self, so i tried to chase the boy down, to see if i could ask him what he was doing. Then i noticed a room with light so i went into it. I was determined to find a mug, i think i wanted tea... but when i found the mug i heard a familiar voice. It was my first fashion teacher from highschool, so i went to go talk to her. I dont remember the conversation but my friend from college was there all of a sudden and my highschool teacher was talking to my friend like they were remembering times together. It was nice, then i woke up without waking totally from the dream.

I was now in a mall with my mom and aunt and uncle, but they were teenagers.. and i was trying to convince my uncle that he was to fall in love with my aunt, not my mom. That was odd, i woke up, and fell back asleep to another dream.

I was running through the streets, with a crowd in a big city, probably toronto, and i could sense a panic in everyone else. the more we ran the more people showed up and the more anxiety bubbled up. so i branched off and ran to the top of a building, i dont remember being inside it, but when i got to the roof i could see what everyone was panicking about. there was a giant boy, with dark hair and annggerr, as tall as the sky scrapers and he was only 4 buildings over. so i spotted this huge intricate structure that i knew i had to climb to be safe. out of no where i had a guide DC who i knew irl in grade 7(almost 8 years ago) who helped me climb. when i got high up through the twisted bars i saw a platform and i saw my mom.. i yelled at her not to follow me, that i'd be fine and she should go back down. (forgetting that where i was heading was safety, and that means i just sent her back into danger) so i turned a corner on the platform and found a big water slide. there were three slide tunnel options and i was scared. i jumped into the left one and screamed for dear life all the way down. i can vividly remember going through the tube flipping on my stomach and back, it hurt and i was soo afraid. i landed at the bottom with an odd feeling of calm.

i found myself walking through grass near some houses, and i found the boy again from the dark room. he was standing still and silent, with his eyes shut. i walked up and gave him a kiss. waited for his reaction, and kissed him again when he looked at me.

i woke up, had another pointless dream but after recalling this, i couldnt remember the last short one.

The dream begins with me on the side of SR-312. My mom comes to pick me up, and asks me if I have a ride to the convention I want to go to. I tell her I'll get a ride from Jason (My brother). She tells me that he's gone. I knw what she means by it, but it's very hard for me to accept at first. Then she tells me he committed suicide and I try fighting the sadness from hearing this. I almost break down, but she looks so stoic and I don't want to lose control in front of her when it must be even harder for her. My friend Joey is in Gainsville with Nick. I am a bit annoyed at this, because Nick pisses me off. She drives me to Steak & Shake where I am going to apply. They're doing open interviews and there is a dog nearby who's shadow is acting strange. Next, I am in a house watching a clip of a movie with Edward James Almos in it, getting stabbed and falling over a railing. This reminds me of Battlestar Galactica and then I see Admiral Adama boxing Starbuck and letting her win, so he can resign. He feels he failed his crew, and I think of my brother and wish I had seen a sign. I start crying and then wake up, still crying a while until realizing that it was a dream. I was so certain it actually happened, and upon figuring out that I had just woken from a dream, a large rush of relief acme over me.

Upon falling back to sleep, I am in a dream where I am with a girl I want to be with (In the dream, I've never met her in waking life) and another friend, Jack. We stop at this little souvenir shop where I see a row of kids embroidering some of the dreamcatcher like hanging charms. The girl and I are walking together, debating which ones we'd like in our house (I guess we had a thing, but weren't actually together). She said she wants one of the hanging charms, and I tell her I think their terrible looking, except for the ones that didn't look like child pictures. There were some that looked like Native American designs that I quite fancied, which she then told me were the ones that she meant. We picked one out and she took it to the counter. Then I'm messing around with Jack, and as a practical joke, he rubs a small amount of dog shit on me. I tell him that's fucked up and he laughs. I go to teh bathroom to clean it off and then I wake.

I was out in my street at daytime, with random people. I'm not sure what we were doing, but it involved some huge guy who looked weird. I was with my school friends.

Suddenly the scene changed to night time, which I hate in dreams because it's dark. I went towards my street light and I became lucid. I instantly woke myself up because I didn't want to stay there any longer.

The end

I went to sleep again this morning all stressed out, don't stop reading halfway through because it gets crazier and crazier, and this is what happened(note that this is my first WILD):

I woke up from my bed to find myself in sleep paralysis. I tried to move my arm up and it kinda moved. I tried to open my eyes all the way but my right eye could not open! I tried to bring my arm over and force my other eyelid open. It didn't work. I couldn't see my hand. I fell asleep and awoke at the same time. I saw another bed to the right of mine and I thought "how did it get there?" I walked over and flopped onto it. I instantly thought. "wait. if they did this i would have woke up. And why would they do this in the first place." so I tried to get up so i can do cool stuff. I tried to use all my effort to get up off of that bed. It started fading I rubbed my hands together and said "INCREASE CLARITY!" it didn't work. I woke up again. I rolled onto my side and tried with all my STRENGTH to get up! I could barely use my hands and i thought "If i try to stand up i don't think i could walk." I put myself up on my legs and my legs had no life at all in them. I fell backwards thinking was going to fall back onto the bed. I only fell into oblivion. I awoke again and somehow got to the door. I opened it and saw my brother standing there. Taller than the door and laughing. I awoke again. I saw a face next to mine for a second. it layed nexted to me and put a meaty hand/claw thing on my stomach.I could not move. I thought "OH SHIT JUST STAY CALM STAAAY CAAALM." I then woke up for what i think is real this time....

I started feeling vibrations and ringing, so i stayed calm and still. After the vibrations passed I opened my eyes to see me bed, turned 90 degrees around so the end of it is facing the wall and there was lighting outside. There was a demon beside my bed that looked about 14 years old with no shirt on and his face was dark. I tried to yell but it came out quite and distorted. I broke the trance and woke up.

The detail of this O.B.E was amazing and when i woke up I was very excited.

Now I am going to have an O.B.E tonight and control what happens and not let fear get to me by realising everything is fake.

The dream started in a boiler room. I was not lucid at this point. Strangely enough, I saw Freddy Krueger. I remember not fearing him at all. I felt as if he was just there, as if I was "seeing gravity." I saw him run up to me, unopposed I let him have a go at my throat. I felt a sudden surge of fear at that moment, but felt nothing. This is when I awoke, but it was not my room. At this point I remembered reading of false awakening and I realized I was not in reality.. At that point I heard a scraping at my door. When I looked up my arm was extended with Freddy's glove on it. I then remember jumping from the second story of the home, only to discover the ground was endless. I stuck out my hand as to catch myself. In doing so I clutched a ledge that I had not seen before. Above that ledge was a series of manors. I ran straight for the manor only to find they were merely an image. As I remained running through the mansions, I came to the final home. My grandfather's home from my childhood. We spent nearly a year their when I was a very young child. I was always fearful of this place, I believed there was something wrong, and this came to life in my dream. I saw images of all my dead relatives, and I decided I'd like to see my late father. When confronted with him, walking into the room, with not a clear view of his face, I awoke.

I was by myself but had stepsisters/step mom. But I did have my own bedroom. They were just about to go out and do something when they asked me to do something. I just said "Yes stepmother". and they left. I than wandered into the bathroom. and the lights were off and someone told me a scary story and half-way through the scary story I told the guy "stop". That's when I woke up.

I had this huge family (I don't know excalty how huge maybe 8?) now 2-4 of us ended up in something that was half the modern world and the other half wasn't. Somehow we met up with some humans. We were trying to find a sword but the problem is a nasty ruler was in the castle that supposedly had the sword. And somehow the 4 of us got split up and I heard that one of the 2 brothers got caught. A little while letter the nasty ruler saw me, so I had to find another outfit to wear. After getting another outfit. There was there festival going on outdoors. So I kind of had to crawl around all the tents. And someone who looked like my friend, Leslie, spotted me doing this and distracted the ruler. while, I sneak into the castle. I got to the brother who got caught who was a little brother (and somehow was able to unlock the doors without a key--magic?). But just after asking him if he was alright. I heard footsteps in the distance. So I quickly hid behind a curtain. The nasty ruler made the brother ride a metal version of those coin-operated horse rides you see in malls (minus the head). and when he (the brother) was on it, he fall into a hole where the horse's head should be, and the ruler left the room. I got out from behind the curtain and got the brother out of the hole. I carried him for a bit. but dropped him when I tried to disappear. The next thing I knew I ended up in the dungeon and my brother and several others were wearing white clothes and singing something called "No more". This is when I woke up.

This afternoon, I entered a WILD in which I was at my computer (though not in my house), and I recieved a message from a female user I recognized in the dream, but no longer have any clue who she was. I also got a message from someone else I can't really remember, but I only replied to the female one. The majority of the dream takes place around and inside a few tall buildings. I start out inside one, but quickly go outside to run from some people who arrive (two of which were female and one a male) and I believe may mean me harm. They don't see me but they know I am around somewhere. Now outside, I look up to the roof, a three story jump. But, knowing I can accomplish this allows me to jump and grab onto the ledge and pull myself up. One the roof I see a female who I believe to be the one I was corresponding with on the computer and it seems to me as if she is hiding as well. I go to her and try to pull her to an area of the roof that is more conceiled. We end up phasing through a wall, to get to this area, a very peculiar experience. In hiding, we are finally spotted by one of the male pursuers. No longer desiring to run, I engage him in combat and overpower him, throwing him off the roof. He is rendered incapacitated, but not dead, so I look around for the girl who I find is fighting the female pursuer. Suddenly, the three of us are inside, I am not sure how, but I attempt to help take down the female pursuer. She ends up being far too strong for either of us, even after I attempt to cut off what I believed to be her power supply. While I do think it was her supply, I believe she was too powerful even without it. I can't remember what happened after that.

Next dream has sexual content.

I am with this supermodel and we are doing a photoshoot together. There is a large bed in the room and the both of us are slowly removing articles of clothing as the photographer takes shots. We start out at different ends of the bed, but as we grow closer to being naked, we come closer to eachother. By the time we are fully unclothed, we start to have sex. She wants to restart, but without the photographer, so be get up and open the door expecting to go to the same room but at an eariler time before the photographer arrives. Our combined wills cause this to be so. We enter the room fully clothed, the photographer absent. But before we resume what we came here to do, there is a knock at the door and we know it is the photographer. We answer the door and he is very upset with us for traveling through time and ruining his shoot. After that I woke up