non-lucid

The dream wasn't as exiting as the first one, but either way...


[NOT LUCID]
Started the dream as JC Dention from the game Deus Ex, began walking down this hallway when I'm confronted by a few black "spies"(From spy vs. spy cartoons) holding yellow paint cans, I kill them with my pistol and grab one of their paint cans. I realized that as long as I held the can, they wouldn't bother coming after me so I held it and moved on. End of the hallway(Another about 20 steps) and it splits like a T and I choose to go right. I see some other guys holding a black can doing the same as the guys from the beginning and just let them do their own thing. At the end of the T is a door so I go through and it's a public bathroom. I keep going through more attached doors and stop and say to myself after taking a good look around, "I'm lucid dreaming." After I say that to keep the idea in my mind a few more seconds, I do a finger through palm RC(fail) and then a nose plug RC(Success).

[LUCID]
I went through the last door and found myself on the opposite side of where I entered in the beginning, but it all changed. The workers had almost finished and there were a few extra hallways(I figured out that my subconscious has a sense of time and progress too ) I turned right on the first new hallway I seen and watched as it was all finished, usually decorated with greyish black and a yellow line spanning the middle of each hallway. At the end, I reached a form of a library. I tried out a few different things such as a 1 fingered table grab(Slipped off lol), what electronics/videos looked like(Took special care not to give them TOO much attention as I've heard they don't really help staying asleep and lucid, and other stuff such as that.

So yeah, my second lucid. I'm pretty proud and I think I'll come up with an LD list of goals to try in my future ones

EDIT: Comments are appreciative as well as constructive criticism and tips/ideas for future LD's

I'm totally new here. I suffer from a chronic pervasive sleep disorder. Too long of a story for here and now and this place. In any case , yesterday, I finally screamed in my bathroom at the sink. "Why is this house drowning me in negative energy no matter how much I try". i should have known better than to speak it. that night, i dreamed 3 men outside with guns. They are threatening harm, rape, and death. I feel helpless. It was so real I wasn't aware I was dreaming because typically My dreams become lucid as soon as I have passive triggers mostly unrealistic dream events pretty much 3-4 times a week i become conscience. I often then become a passive participant and even kick a** in any way I Please or just enjoy making things up as I go along. i even like to just stay assive and let the dream unfold while I'm completely aware I'm dreaming.

By no means would these intruders on my property in this dream had any power had I become lucid. I would have been a bad B with a samurai sword (in my dream of course) chopping these guys up flying all over the place. But noooo, I'm calling 911 with a woman who seems totally unconcerned and I'm begging away for help. She says help is on the way. Some time passes, banging on my door, more screaming outside. I'm frantically trying to figure out how to protect myself and my child while I wait for help. I dial 911 again pleading. The lady could care less and says she forgot to dispatch help. I wake somewhere in to be greatful I was dreaming.

I fall back to sleep and have this amazing lucid dream I didn't want to wake from where I spent the day with some lover I've never met. He loved me to my soul and I had no anxiety or stress just companionship. I can interpret the 2nd dream easy cake but the first one I still have trouble channeling and changing circumstances when my dreams are too realistic and negative. I'm trying techniques. Even in sleep paralysis. I can't control the circumstances. I left once when I knew it was safe but I was hoping to meet someone and it was just sunny and the streets were empty. I thought awww boring...just decided to go back to my room and lay on top of my sleeping body. Sounds strange to someone who hasn't experienced it but but I've done it many times since Ive been doing this for 20 years since i was 10. I'm just scared to leave the room.

Chinese restaurant
My parents are eating at a fairly nice Chinese restaurant. I tell them about my family's experience there. We went, but thing didn't go well with the kids. We were disappointed, since it was supposed to be a treat dor them. I realize that there's no way we would have bought them all dinner, since that would be a great deal of money, so we must have fed them at home, then brought them and gotten them an appetizer (probably some egg rolls). Later, we're driving by the restaurant where my parents are and see a sign that the main parking lot is full and pointing to the backup lot. I wonder if they're still in there. We're taking a short-cut through the parking lot, about to make a left turn at the end, crosssing the street into what looks like a neighborhood entrance.

Now I'm walking through the restaurant. There's one long table running the length with people sitting all along its length. As I'm walking along it, I reach my parents. Mom is working on a plate of egg roll cut into tiny pieces, with a dipping sauce on the side.


An unusual purchase
I'm surreptitiously trying to get twenty dollars to get ???. I manage to get my father-in-law to transfer the money to one of my online accounts. Now I'm on a commuter rail, coming up to my stop. If anyone has a stop, he has to push a button so the train will stop; otherwise it'll go straight past. I see the buttons for the stop before mine pop up; it has 2 arrows on it, pointing left and right. Someone else pushes it elsewhere in the car, and the train slows down for his stop. Now the info for my stop is up, but there's only one button. I wonder if maybe it's only on one side of the car, then I realize that the car has doors front and back and the front-most door isn't going to be available for use. I grab my stuff and head back to the rear door just as we get to the platform. The rear door opens, though the train isn't actually stopped, only slowed down. I jump out before the doors have a chance to close on me. I'm not actually positive I got the right stop, but I look across the platform and see another train with the name of the station printed on it (Tell? Tenn??). I got the right station.

Now I'm in a small kitchen area trying to pay for what I came to get. There's a price sheet on the counter; the stuff is in containers in the dish washer. I see coin slots cut into cheap plastic containers on the counter, each for a different item; but the one I need doesn't have a container. Some other people are making jests at my expense. Eventually I figure out / am told that, for the item I want, the guy sitting in the dining room needs to have the payment electronically transferred to him. I pull up the appropriate app on my phone, but I've never used it before and have no idea what to do. I try to catch his attention, but he's on a call. Eventually he's done and I talk to him before he can get back into his activity. He's amused by my ignorance and starts to work me through it. I ask if he has an account with ??? and he confirms that he does - that makes things easier on me, since I have an account there too. Now I'm typing in his name (oddly, there's a note that user names on this service must start with a vowel, which his does: E). Each of his products is sixteen (sixteen what? I don't know), and I need two, so I'm sending him thirty-two.

Now I'm sitting on an enclosed porch with my in-laws and wife. My father-in-law is saying that since I still have a dollar left I should ???. I don't know where he got that impression, since I planned beforehand how much I would need and used it all. The topic of conversation changes; now I'm looking at a plate with 2 fried eggs, one of which isn't fully cooked. I try to use my fork to scrape off the partially cooked white to the side of the plate.



Mosquito tent
I'm on a parking lot in a "camping area." Nearby, a company is setting up a gigantic mosquito free tent. Now I'm in the tent. A "hallway" runs along one edge of the tent to doors at each end. A door in the middle of this hallway leads into a perpendicular hallway that leads further into the tent. Immediately to the left of that hallway is a large sitting room. My wife is in there, working on her knitting. Further on in that hallway, and to the right in other rooms, they're spraying a very fine mist of mosquito repellent. My wife reminds me that I'm holding some papers (a notebook?) and that if I go into those rooms, the papers will get wet. I wonder about that - are they spraying that much of the mist? - but I try to think of somewhere I can leave the papers. Eventually I realize I can leave them in the sitting room that doesn't have the spray.

Now I'm ready to go further into the tent. My father-in-law is with me, and he says that he can't go any further because he has a very bad reaction to the chemical they're spraying. A guy walks past us wearing a "bunny suit" and I realize my FIL could wear one of those to protect him. Now we're walking around the inner areas of the tent. He's wearing a bunny suit, though he's not wearing the hood. We round a corner and see a room filled with people working at computer stations (also in bunny suits), and I realize we're looking at the tent's control room. I'd love to get a closer look, but I know we shouldn't be here, so we turn around and head the other way.

Now I'm in another corner of the tent with Peter. This area is some kind of shop. Another couple of people I don't know come in and get something; I look at what they get. My friend opens a box and pulls out some brightly colored chalky cubes; we realize too late they're not meant to be handled without protection, and that they can cause skin irritation. He puts them back, then wipes his fingers across the countertop, leaving behind yellow streaks. I spot a sink in the back corner of the room, and I advise him to wash his hands, but he isn't too bothered by the chalky stuff. He finds some kind of electronic component and we both look at it.

Now we want to leave. We're trying to figure out where we are in the tent and how to get back out. I have a general sense of where we walked, but no certain idea.


Fragments
I'm in the basement doing something; someone is with me. People come in upstairs and take control of some of the rooms. I debate about whether to grab a hammer and go up to try to help, but the other person in the basement with me convinces me not to. I really need to use the bathroom, but the bathroom down here is still only stubbed out. Everything is very white.


I'm in a gym area. Doug is trying to teach the little kids soccer, but it's not going well since getting set up takes almost the entire scheduled time. Even now, there are still kids without shoes on. Somehow in the same context, a woman is running a discussion forum of some sort. There's some dissatisfaction with the forum - she has a fairly tight rein on it, and she's slow to moderate - and another woman is looking to set up a clone forum, pledging to be better about things.


Something about an annoying girl with magical powers, and also about dragons. When a review gives a dragon a bad mark, the dragon tries to eat the reviewer. Even if the review is providing detail, say in clearing up confusion, the dragons don't like it. I post a review and manage to word it in a way the dragons don't mind.

30.11.2013

Comet ISON tracking, Sphinx revival and flight. (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I had a false awakening and it was night. The room was very dark, darker as usual and my wife was not there. I went to the living room and saw my wife looking at the TV, even though, the TV was off.

There was an iPad laying on the TV (note, we own Samsung, not iOS) and it had a real time tracking software on comet ISON and it was beeping every two seconds. My wife told me she was tracking the comet to see if it survived the sun or not.

I looked outside the window and I could see a sky full of stars. I realized that there was no electricity at all. Even though, my computer was working. I wondered if the grid went down, but a few seconds later, all the street lights started to lit and the stars went away. I dozed off.

I had another false awakening in some weird warehouse. I kind of realized that I was dreaming, as I did not know the place where I woke up. The dream was very low quality and I could not make it stable well, so I opened a small window and started to fly to make it stable, but lost the dream.

I had another false awakening in the same warehouse and now there were people. I somehow believed I was still dreaming, so ran outside. I met a guy and asking him where to go to exit there. He looked at me like if I was nuts and pointed the exist. As I exited, I was in a forest with a lot of trees. I tried to take of flying but I could not, even gravity felt normal. I told myself, "Well, I am dreaming, I think..." And looked at my hand. My fingers were made out of energy and wavy, so I indeed was dreaming and reminded myself flying is an easy task to do for me, so I took off.

As I was flying, I saw a desert and reminded myself in the tasks of the year. I recalled I had to do the Sphinx one, so I landed and was near the Great Sphinx. There were other buildings around (western buildings) but the pyramids were there, and specially, the Sphinx .

I flew to the top of her and placed my hands in front of her nose, which was chipped and damaged. I started to channel healing energy like I use to do in real life and a new nose spawned. Easy and done, lucky me...

Suddenly, the Sphinx started to move and I flew on her above the pyramids. As I was flying, the pyramids shrunk and some weird metallic buildings spawned out of nowhere, after a short while, the Sphinx landed and then, she flew away. She kind of looking half stone half flesh, but, I flew on her so I was good to go.

I started to focus on making an L-DEILD and get the last task of the year done, but I started to feel my body in bed and rapidly, lost the dream and woke up.

i dreamt that i was with my dad, damien, carlos, and we were at some sacred lake with all these canyons. they were massive and looked all fiery brown/red. my mom didn't want me to jump out of the boat cause my phone was in my pocket but i was annoyed with her trying to hold me back so i did it and then while in the water i handed her the phone. then i swam over to my dad's group and i think we tried to climb the canyon. i remember catching up with damien later

In the beginning of what was my last dream for the night, I was thrown right into the midst of the deep Atlantic Ocean. However, I was on a small fiberglass surfboard and paddling out west from Europe, heading southwest. (Ironically, I was heading towards Australia, apparently my mind doesn't accept South America as a valid continent.) It was a very calm endure, and lasted a good thirty minutes of rowing and contemplating life, without any strong disturbances. After my arrival in Australia, I quickly entered a community pool, and brought my surfboard with me. Walking casually over to the pool, it seemed logical for me to jump in and use my surfboard. Following this, a majority of the dream was swimming and paddling around, and meeting a few people (whom I can't currently recall.)

My surfboard broke into pieces, and the mood of the pool started to change drastically. It was closing time at the pool, and the colors turned warped. The lights turned off, a majority of the people left, and the colors of the water swirled and mixed different shades of lavender, brown, forest green, and more. Moreover, a diver was practicing in one spot, and asked if I would want to practice with her. Agreeing and seeing I had no where else to be, I dived in and swam in the hurricane of colors, and then abruptly decided to leave. On my way out the door, I got a call from a Government Agency called "Billboard" and answered casually. Apparently my parents were looking for me and I had gone missing. The dream ended.


Note: Do you have a time you have to look at everyday? It's just that random time, twice a day, that you just for some reason always see? Well, mine is 9:11. It's been that way for a few years- when I woke up from this dream, I checked my phone only to realize it was precisely 9:11. Weird, right?

In a wild west-inspired setting, there's someone called 'the Kid', although he's a grown man with greying hair and wrinkles. I'm watching him ride a motorcycle out of town, and I'm thinking that although he may not be a Kid, it'd also be wrong to call him a man, since he's not human.

There's a man and a woman in some kind of storage space, looks like an attic. She's asking if he's ever even tried moving to 'a real town' and setting up 'a real life,' the way she says other heroes have done. He's surprised she called him a hero and says she's got the wrong idea, and that he's not even human. As a third person observer, I'm thinking how cliche he is, the self-loathing vampire hero type. I focus on his appearance for the first time - a man in a red coat, with a face that reminds me of some actor but covered in scars and boils, and I'm thinking that at least this one's not pretty.

There's a dead guy on the floor between the two of them, and now he wakes up. The guy in the red coat picks up this huge sword with a curve in the blade which I associate with beheading, and he says something about how what he really wants isn't 'a real life in a real town'; what he wants is this weapon, automated, on a massive scale. The dead guy says something about being grateful before his head's taken off.

There are people arguing in the town square. The guy in the red coat gathered everyone here and is standing up on a wooden stage trying to talk to them. One person says, "You act like one of 'em, the game's won!" 'Them' meaning vampires, and 'won' meaning won by the vampires. The person he's arguing with says, "You resist 'em, the game's won!" Everyone seems to think it's hopeless. While the guy in the red coat is focused on them, he doesn't see the burned and headless body which is crawling out of town.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

Dracula, a girl, and a priest/vampire slayer, in a field in daylight. Dracula's kneeling, and the priest's saying that He often seems to hear him and know what's needed. In response, black shapes fill the sky, blotting out the sun, which Dracula doesn't like at all. As a 3rd person observer, I'm thinking about how this is an interesting switch; normally you'd think of darkness favoring vampires, but Dracula was fine with sunlight. The girl says something about sending him to hell, but she's got it backwards; the priest isn't in the business of damning souls. On closer look, the things blotting out the sun are crows; and then among them appear the souls of all those he'd turned.

I remember me being at home and going to the kitchen and seeing my cousin's from my mom's side in my brother's room and there's a cute guy i don't know there. after that they fight and get ready to go down in the elevator. I tell the cute guy because they are fighting you can stay here for a while, he was like it's fine, and i can't just stay here alone. The elevator gets stuck for a while then goes down

Then i'm walking somewhere and my cousin's and the cute guy are walking in front of me, and i ask them wheat's him name and i feign stupid and i'm like is it something with an A? I guess a few then say Ammar. Then they call him over. Turns out his name is Farouk but his nickname is Ammar and many other names. then i dream that i'm somewhere near the beach and i have to go up fast or i'll drown so i try to climb up but people next to me are getting attacked by dolphins and seals. I see a guy from my school who has made it safely so i ask him to give me a hand. He pulls me up and then i fall back in and start drowning. But then it turns out i'm going to another place and i'm not drowning. Then Suddenly someone is having an underground wedding. It's a girl from my school i think. Someone from my school is suppose to be dedicating a song but she's crying and she's not able to sing it so she gives me the mike and i start singing the song. The words are on the screen and im singing them. After that one of my best friends come up to me and tells me i did great but i messed up some stuff. Then i tell someone else from y class that usually i get so nervous and that's what makes me horrible. After that suddenly it's turned to walk for a cure but it's somewhere else. After that i see all the things that my friends baked that are getting sold. There were colorful rice krispies and brownies and Cinnabon and cinnabon with Oreo and brownie bits. I asked my friend if she made them and she said yes. After that i was pissed off because there weren't any booths for us to sell. Then suddenly i was in a dress and that was one of the things that we are selling. i was tying to get people to buy it. I get a person to buy it. Then i don't remember what happened and i woke up.

This was a weird one. So, I kept on waking up throughout the night, and had a few dreams here and there. This is the most recent one, and the one I can remember. I was at these music awards, and you have to sit on a swing of sorts. It was a bench type of swing, with 3x? seats. I hated siitting there, didn't know why I didn't just sit somewhere else, but anyways, I remember doing that. Maybe it was in a previous dream, or something, because I felt deja vu when I was doing that. But Selena was there, Demi was there, a few friends from school was there. I found out that my friend was also a model, and kept it secret from her dad. Her dad said, "(Name) What the hell are you doing here?" She said, "Dad?"

And for a split moment, the dream showed the text like a script, with blanks here and there. Pretty sure the dad had her phone. And she didn't have acne. "Remember those touch up photos I had? Yeah, I put on makeup." (She puts on makeup to fake acne...)

Then I woke up.

This dream was long, but so unstable and in-congruent that I'm going to have to break up the writing to help to explain it.

My family was taking a vacation. (I swear being on vacation would make an excellent dream sign.) We were in some place that I think was origninally supposed to be like Niagara falls. But a number of things are off.
First of all the area looks notably balmier and almost tropical. The gorge looks way to narrow and shallow (The gorge was about 30-50 feet deep, approximate, and maybe 70-100 feet across.) If you looked to the "south" okay, it looked like Niagara falls. The Horseshoe, American and Bridal Veil Falls were all there and appropriately miniaturized for the gorge. But if you looked "north" you would see another pair of waterfalls that weren't there in real life.
Also, the area looked off in the fact that most of the rocks were a dark reddish color. The area was also lacking the casinos and hotels that I recall. (My family took several trips to Niagara falls when I was a child, I remember the layout of the area vividly.)
But the weirdest part was there was a large section of the cliff that had collapsed, making way for a beach by the side of the river. The beach sloped heavily (around a 45 degree angle) to connect the top of the gorge to the river bank.

My family was at said beach. But it was a nude beach, though only some of the people there were nude. (Nobody in my party, which included my parents and my aunt and uncle was nude.) For some reason, I wasn't really weirded out by this. They also had this other weird rule for the beach where you had to lay all of your valuables and electronics out on a towel. Because of this, I had to put my phone on the towel along with all of my parent's valuables.
I began walking toward the end of the beach. I wasn't really interested in being there. I think I was hungry and impatiently waiting for us to leave the beach to where my parents would take us out to a restaurant or back to the hotel room to eat.

My cellphone (that was laying out on a towel) got picked up by a big wave. I tried to grab it, but there were these big thrashing waves by the side of the river with a bunch of cell phones and wallets in them. (Because logic in dreams ) According to the dream subconscious plot or whatever, this was a common problem on this beach, but it was supposed to be "part of the fun" if your valuables got sucked up in a big wave.
I went and got my parents and asked them if they would help me retrieve my phone. They just got all compassionate for me, and told me that they would try to look for it.

We had driven to this police/information kiosk outside of this big metropolitan city, and my parents were talking to this rather unkind man about how to get my phone back. The building was ugly and bland, and had some resemblance to a waiting room. They went to petty dream-bickering.
Then the man they were talking to went and got his two daughters. They were both wearing airbender clothes. The three of them started airbending at us and throwing us (mostly my parents, however.) into the floor, walls and ceiling of the room.( Gee, if I had a dollar for every time something ATLA related happened in my dreams, I'd... probably still be broke. Also, wow, what a jerk that guy was.)

I was still in the waiting room. Manei was sitting there next to me smiling. (Holy crap, my dream guide is back.)

Hey everyone, I'm new to the site so please bear with me.

I had this dream last night(11/27) and I was prompted to join this evening after giving it much thought.

Long story short, ever since discovering the art and technique of lucid dreaming, I have studied it thoroughly. That was 6 months ago when I started, and I continuously studied and practiced it. Here I am 6 months later with no success, after trying just about everything there is, with the exception of not purchasing any LD devices.

Last night, however, I believe I came very close to an LD.

I believe I was in a crowded park full of people, and I saw someone who I care about a lot. This person I've never met before, but I do know in real life and care about them more than anything. I saw this person and ran up to them and began hugging them, getting choked up.

In the dream, I actually felt the sensation of hugging him! It was such a strong sensation, that I could actually almost feel and recall it this morning.

Other things that no one else would really care to hear, are not important so I won't mention them(lol).

However, I do remember thinking in the dream how that person did not look like how they were supposed to look. Actually, thinking about it now, I don't even think they looked close at all how they were supposed to.

The sensation of feeling them and their hug is a symptom of lucid dreams, correct? And me almost realizing that was not the right person should have triggered it, right?

I also felt the emotions I'm sure I would have felt if I did meet them in real life.

HELP, am I getting close to an LD, after all this time? And what else can I do to have one soon?

Thank you everyone<3

Very Boring but trying to get better at remembering my dreams...definitely not lucid though.
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I Was at some lady's house. Perhaps a neighbor or something. She said she had to change the way it normally looks to make it more accommodating for her ederly parents for a party she was planning to have. I told her the last time I came over the couch was different, it looked more modern and that the current couch looks old. Her house had a lot of shelfs and tables that had no rhyme or reason, like an excessive amount that looked overkill and almost hazardis. I told her it looked cluttered and it was to hard to walk around her place and that her parents may find it difficult to get around. She got upset and defensive and asked me to leave.
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I dont remember what this lady looks like and I dont think its anyone I know in waking life, her face was fuzzy, even upon waking up.
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2nd Dream:
I was at school and ppl had the option to leave at 7:30 but the teacher did not like it. He got a little upset and told us it would
be more convient if we left at the normal time. The janitor was mopping the hallway floors. Some student decided to leave and as he started walking down the hall, he slipped and fell. I decided to wait til the floor drys.

11/27/13 Wednesday

Last night, bed at 2am, no meditation

I'm in Italy. Second time in maybe 2 weeks. I'm at the docs, looking at some ships docked. One of them is military ship, that serves as a museum. Suddenly there is an explosion on it. I see red flames and black smoke. It's already third explosion in the area. Some kind of terrorist attack. (Watched NCIS episode with explosions and terror attacks)

Still in Italy. I have a puppy in my arms. He is not mine, but perhaps rescued. It's a beagle. He has flees, so we are taking him to the vet. Come to a building, with patients waiting on chairs outside and in the doorway. I try to talk to them in Italian. I want to know if I can buy something for the flees in the pharmacy, or if I should see the vet. When we walk inside, the building is huge and modern. medical personal walking busily in the hallways. We find the vet and he takes a look at the dog. Then he puts him in this room sized plastic tube. Kinda like a huge terrarium. It can fold in the middle, one side can slide in the other side. We are thinking about buying it for the dog. Trying to figure out, if it will fit on the back of a pickup. I see the price in italian lira and it's like 39000. I see that in some places it's broken and fixed with black tape. So I'm telling my mom, we could buy it, but not to pay for it more than 1/5 of the asking price.

It was a long time I have spent in Italy this time.

Back into my lucid dreaming journey, and surprise surprise I remembered a dream last night. My recall has been fairly good for me personally even when I'm not trying to do anything dream related, I'm generally remembering either a dream fragment or dream every 2 days or so, which is a whole lot better than where I was at the beginning of this year. On a side note I am also going to start sorting out and categorizing these dream journal entries. Anyway...
Dream 1:
Length: Decently Long
Detail: Above Average
Awareness: Practically none unfortunately, was too caught up in the moment.
It began with me and my brother playing a 3D Mario game with someone else I think, who I might know IRL or not, I don't know, anyway we finished the game, and then he said that we had to find something to be able to keep on playing, maybe for some bonus levels or something. We set about searching for this, but then the dream scene changed. I was now in a cottage/house with someone who I think was my dad and we were watching cricket (which I normally don't like to do). He was telling me all about the game and stuff while I was half listening. The dream scene once again changed, and I was at an Olympic diving pool thing. I'm pretty sure I was still searching for the Mario thing, because I climbed to the top of the platform and dived off, and it felt really important. The dream scene changed for the final time, this time in my old house with my brother and the other guy. We had narrowed down our search for the Mario code or whatever it was, and a ghost/spirit of evil intentions appeared at the front door. We quickly reasoned that we had to have one of us lead him to where the code was, while the other two hid, or something like that. I reasoned it as me and the other guy were like positive and negative charges, and my brother as neutral, so the spirit wouldn't attack him (I know this doesn't make any sense at all. This dream makes no sense to me now, and I blame starting physics this week ). What ensued was a very tense, yet slow chase of sorts, because the spirit was being led directly after us, because it turned out our hiding spot in a wardrobe was where the code was. I distinctly remember before we woke up Me and the other guy hid in the wardrobe, then we pressed this light button thing 4 times and held our breath (I could actually here tense violin music like in horror films here). Then through the gap in the door I saw the spirit, more like a reanimated person then anything else, turn and stare directly at me. He held my gaze yet did nothing, so after 5/10 seconds I slowly ducked out of the line of sight from the opening, then he turned and went to the code. The dream fizzled away after that.
This wasn't a nightmare at all really, just very tense at the end and I woke up with a hammering heartbeat, but it was more exhillirating than scary. I also blame watching Children of Men for that, as that movie was intense

28th November 2013

I am standing in the back garden of an old friend of mine. I throw a bouncy ball and it starts bouncing all over the garden uncontrollably. It hits me in the face a couple times but it doesn't hurt, it's just more of a shock. It appears to be night time and the fence looks a darker maroon than usual.

Strange skip in the dream as I'm waking up, cuts to a weirdly drawn picture of a Castform (Pokemon). I am convinced there is a ghostly presence controlling me as I wake up (?)

I woke up still under sleep paralysis, the first time this has ever happened to me. I was struck by this fear that something terrible was going to happen. It was tough to open my eyes but when I did I instantly shut them again in fear.