non-lucid

Original Journal Entry - Feb. 1st, 2002:


Santa Claus was actually an evil overlord who derived his power from people giving him pennies (thus granting him control over them). He caused storms and floods that destroyed entire villages. But we robbed him of his power, and he became a decrepit old man who traveled around with a family in a station-wagon. One of the little girls in the family learned his power, that is, to clap her hands and cause thunderstorms. The station-wagon then floated magestically across the ocean, into the sunset.

Original journal entry dated Jan. 31, 2002:

#1:
I had a dream that I was in a grade school fighting demons with an iron, and was afraid to stand still too long because they would come up through the floor. It had the Gundam pilots in it, for whatever reason. Then there was something about a woman being a train on train tracks going through a flooded city, and meanwhile I was a juvenile delinquent trying to set myself straight and failing miserably.

#2:
I lived in an apartment with the old dude from Men In Black. And then I was taking care of my pet rabbit, and for some reason the radiator was in the bathroom. I was cleaning her cage and set it next to the radiator, and somehow she got out of the cage and into the radiator. I managed to get her out but she was VERY badly burned, and really cut up, so I was flipping out and my mother (who was suddenly there for some reason) was telling me to cut it out because the burns were only third degree (?!) and she wasn't missing THAT much skin. Then mom woke me up (in real life) to tell me that she had let my rabbit run around on the deck for another hour or so. Then I went and checked on my rabbit (this is awake, in real life) who was remarkably unburnt and had all of her skin. *shudder*

Non-Lucid

Was at a concert in Melfort (Or a small town), and AC/DC was performing. I was worried, because the show was far from sold out (The crowd looked big at first, but at a second glance, showed only like 9 people). I was worried because AC/DC might not come back after this. I was standing off to the side of the stage, and the band came out. I screamed in excitement, and gave Angus the Devi horns sign. He flashed the sign back, and hi-fived me. Angus had a grape sucker hanging out of his mouth, as well as a toothpick with a pickle slice at the end (apparently this was his signature look). He was a young version of Angus (1970s). When I was screaming at the concert, I was sorta trying to keep it quiet, because nobody else was screaming and I felt embarrassed being the only one screaming.

Non- lucid

My Chemical Romance was coming to Melfort. I was going to be able to meet them as well. I promised Chevy I'd get something signed for him.I was going to bring a copy of The Black Parade, as well as a book Gerard wrote. I could NOT find the book. I was looking in shopping bags (full of copies of Conan the Barbarian), under couches, and in stacks of books. There was a group of guys in the room watching me search.
During the searching process, I met a girl (do NOT remember her name) and she gave me her name & number to put in my phone. She was going to MCR too (I think), and I developed a big crush on her(I was single in my dream). I eventually went back to the house, looked under a couch, and found the book. I started on my way to the concert (worried I might be late due to all the searching)

Journal Entry Non-Lucid #1 Dream, non-dream)

Background: I was having a conversation with my dad. I asked him if he has ever quieted his mind. He asked me, "what do I mean?" I said, "Have you ever went to a point in which you have less and less thoughts ? He then responded negatively, telling me that it wasn't good to do that kind of meditation and it's demonic. He told me about his "astral journey" and that it nearly made him crazy. I told him that whether or not the information came from a Buddhist monk, a scientist, or mystic's you have to analyze the information, not have a bias based on where it is coming from that is considered a fallacy. He didn't agree with me and I didn't agree with him about the astral part, but he did agree with me with the mindful meditation. He honestly made me scared about astral projection, but I that I wanted to do this more than anything else.

Date: 11/07/13
Time: 10:30 PM - 4:00 PM

Dream: So, in this dream, I was in my bed just sleeping. I then got out of my body and started to fly. It was night time and I saw the beautiful city lights. I then landed at a store, my father was there. It looked like day time by now. I said to him, "look I am astral projecting and it's not dangerous". He looked at me, and didn't say anything. I then went underground and flew back up to the sky.

Problems faced: Remembering dream, mostly because of stress (school).

I dreamed that I was part of a crew that was going to ride in a rocket to the moon. The capsule we were going in looked very old, like 1960s era Soviet technology, and it was very tiny. It had one circular room. 2 men were operating the actual controls, and I was supposed to navigate. For some reason, I did this with old-fashioned looking blueprints. Our first mission was successful.

Things went a little wrong during the 2nd mission. There was another woman, Sophia, who was training to be a navigator. They assigned both of us to the capsule for the next mission, but it was far too cramped for 4 people to fit inside... when all 4 people got in, I didn't have enough space to actually do my job. Finally, it was decided that Sophia would stay behind.

Eventually, we docked at a tiny space station with a room with several beds built into the wall.

Then, a perspective shift. I'm now a spectator, and Captain Kirk is leading an old-fashioned-looking starship. He's only doing it temporarily, until they pick up the "real" captain. They run into a very strange colony/organism, it's a giant, translucent, organic bag of liquid with worms and snake-like creatures inside of it. It reminds me a lot of looking through a microscope at a slide full of tiny creatures. Anyway, it engulfs the ship. Kirk leaves the ship and floats into a little air sac/bubble in order to try negotiating with the creatures, but they're sort of evil. Eventually, he decides it can't be done, so he punches a hole in the side of the sac and all of the fluid drains off into space.

Then I dream that my mother gave me 2 bowls of popcorn. One is smaller than the other. I sit and pet an orange kitten, and we both eat popcorn.

Review:
Dream clues:
- I do not normally operate rockets
- It is not the 1960s
- "Spectator" perspective
- My mother is 2000 miles away
- I don't own a kitten

Side-note | Third-person

Driving to church
I'm driving early in the morning. It's still dark and there are very few cars on the road. I'm waiting to make a left turn onto the Interstate near my house. I've got a red arrow, and I'm annoyed because no other cars are around and it'll be minutes before I can go. Now I'm on the on-ramp. I can't believe I just ran the red - I never do that! - and I'm trying to think back to think if saw any police around. I try to think if there was a red light camera, but I don't think there was - I've never noticed them, and I didn't see a flash.

Now I'm merging onto the Interstate. Again, it's completely deserted. I make a wide sweep on, going left a couple of lanes before coming back right into my normal lane. I wonder at my doing this, and I'm glad no other cars were around for me to hit. Now I'm driving straight in my lane, but I'm having trouble seeing the road ahead of me. My headlights are on, but they're barely illuminating the lines on the road. I can't see anything up ahead of me. I risk turning on my brights. I don't see any other cars, so I'm OK, and it helps a little with the illumination, but everything is still very dark. I look at my speedometer and realize I'm going 50 in a 65. As I accelerate, everything gets brighter, and I realize that, just like braking makes the front of the car go down, when I was going slowly my car was angled forwards so the headlights were pointing down.

Now I'm going under an overpass, sweeping to the right, and preparing to merge onto a road with some traffic on it. It's early dawn. On this new road, I can see a large purple church off to my left.
Now I'm meeting with my pastor in the purple church's belltower. Everything is purple, even the bell.

I actually did have an early morning prayer meeting at the church. Driving over there, I had a real sense of deja-vu.
Also, I don't think I actually ran the red in my dream. Instead, I think my mind noticed the discontinuity and rationalized it as "One moment I was waiting at a red - now I'm on the ramp - I never saw the green - I must have run it!"


DS9 weirdness
I'm watching Sisko and Dax walking around brightly lit starship corridors - probably on the Enterprise. They're talking about Bashir. Sisko is a little annoyed, but Dax is just amused. Now Sisko and Bashir are walking through the corridors. Sisko is annoyed and trying to hide it. I realize something else must be going on. Now Sisko and Garak are walking, and Sisko isn't even trying to hide his annoyance any more, getting somewhat hostile with Garak. In the middle of their conversation, they come to transporter pads (5, in an X pattern) set right into the middle of the hallway. Some of the other pads are already taken; Sisko steps on one and totally ignores Garak as the team beams away.

I'm watching DS9 with an older woman, a relative of some sort. She asks me how they did that (beaming away), and I realize she must never have seen Star Trek before.

Now I see the team in a cave. Sisko is wearing ceremonial robes, and I realize he's there for some Bajoran religious ceremony - that explains why he was so stressed out earlier.
My memory gets fuzzy here. There's something about a large pool of white stuff that gets sucked out by a pair of pipes, then replaced by water. Someone comments that usually they only use one pipe, that two pipes is reserved for special occasions. There's something about Kira dressed in civilian clothes after escaping from something. She's really unhappy because they've tattooed the back of her neck.


My new forum
I'm in my home office, at my computer. I've just opened a new forum to talk about games. It's almost a direct clone of an existing one, both on topics covered and software used. For some reason, a bunch of people didn't like the old one, so I took it upon myself to set this one up for people to bail to. So far, there's only a handful of users and very few threads. One of my friends has the most popular thread; it's already up to over 30 posts.

One of my coworkers is here with me. I let him use my computer to do something on the forum, but he can't type since my keyboard layout is still Dvorak. I hit the hot key to switch back to qwerty (pausing for a moment to wonder why I have that hotkey set up on my accounts) and let him do his thing. I switch back to my layout and account to sticky a thread.

Date: 08.11.13
Total sleep: Good question..
Daytime Techniques: hm..
Lucid Techniques: Repeating my mantras but without conviction and expectation
Recall Techniques: bad, bad, bad
Fell Asleep: Good question

Fragment One: Problems With My Mother
Dream:
...edited..

Fragment Two - Being Hunted By a Lunatic and Dead Animals
Dream
I was being on a journey with a bus and people I didn´t know.
We took bicycles and went into the woods with them. There was a story and a reason, why we - and esp. me, who lost the others - were hunted by somebody wanting to kill us.
I forgot, though.
Later there were zombie animals (farm-animals - cows, horses, pigs..) and somehow I had to find a living animal of the right species for each one of them to - don´t know - redeem them?
This finally worked out - I found those in the woods with my bike and paired them up on the bus-platform.
They just stood there and were happy then - half of them dead and decomposing.

We entered the bus and had sort of a picnic in there - then back on the bikes and it was the way from Munich to Tegernsee and the bikes were almost flying so fast did we go.

Somehow that guy later was completely friendly and took me home to his family and showed me, how to make traditional jewellery (see snippet).

Awake: two or three times in between dreams - got up at 11 am
Vividness: (scale of 1-15, 10 is waking life vividness) 8
Awareness: (1-10; or lucid) maybe 6, non lucid
Length: (how long it felt like! Because that matters) the dream with the second fragment - one day
Emotions: ..edited..
Dream Signs: Bavaria - again, my mother and me in my late teens

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Dream recall from today"s WBTB/nap.

i was at home, watching some video, someone was distracting me and i told him that there's 15 min left on video, then after a while i woke up, twice.

Dream 1(fragments):

I was playing some video game and there was some volcanic area.

Dream 2(fragments):

A team of heroes was fighting a team of elite enemies on some kind of stadium. One of elites was weird guy that was really good at getting behind and snapping necks.

Dream 3(fragments):

Something about a tower and alchemy.

What an odd dream.
I was at either Arkansas or Alabama (can't remember which). It was no village I had ever heard of, but many nuns resided in this village. It wasn't especially big, but it did have a little center area for restaurants. Lots of trees were scattered around this village, making it hard to see far in any direction. For some reason I was living with a kind young woman, probably 19 or 20 years old, who was helping me get my bearings in this new town. She had mid-length brown hair, and I can't recall her speaking much.
While I was out exploring the town, walking by the local Arby's, there was a shooting. More precisely, a man in a blue shirt on a nearby cliff held up a gun, aimed, and started firing at the crowd of civilians around me. Somehow, I knew that he was looking for a specific girl. I hid away in the nearby back parking lot and ran off, trying to find somewhere where I would be concealed. I eventually found a dirt path under some bushes, which led to a random house. I apologized to the people for barging into their yard and ran as fast as I could, hearing the gunshots and screams behind me.
I hid away in the young woman's house once more, this time locking myself in my room there. She wasn't there at the time. I peeked out the windows. Multiple nuns were walking hurriedly out of a nearby house and making their way to what I assumed was church. As I was watching them from my window, I suddenly realized they might see me, so I backed up. Too late. The head nun saw me, and her face contorted into sheer anger. She ran up to the window, pointing at me and shouting something. Judging by reading her lips, she shouted, "What are you doing in there?!" She moved away from the window, running, so I could only assume she was going to come into the house to try to get me.
Call me crazy, but something wasn't right about these nuns. They gave me an uneasy feeling. I knew my door was locked, but I put some things in front of it just to be safe. I I heard multiple shouts and banging against it. The obstacles started sliding away.
That's all I could remember after waking up. Also, my previous dream had a shooting in it too. If this keeps up, it could be a potential dream sign.

I was away on a trip for all of the past week, and didn't have time to upload my dream journal entry, so here it is now!
I was at an island with my girlfriend and her mom. Coincidentally enough, that's who I was on the trip IRL with. We were staying at some sort of lodge on the island, and playing Far Cry 3. (fitting). I don't remember the exact details, but there was some kind of shootout in our lodge between some guys and a blue haired girl. She jumped into the air in slow motion and managed to kill some of them before being shot herself and killed.
My ex girlfriend ended up crashing on the island, and we had to take her in till she came to. Once she did, we shunned her and decided to go to an anime convention being held on the island. This is also what the trip in real life was for, an anime con. I walked around at this convention, which looked just like the real life convention center I was at except without walls. I found an old lady there who looked like Sayid from LOST.

I see it kind of movie like. The aftermath of a hurricane on a little Beach village. It's once a beautiful place with a large mountain with a Cliffside against the ocean overgrown with flora. The village is set below that on a white sandy beach. But Then I'm there with 2 of my friends. We are walking around the deserted place. There's damage everywhere and debris too.

We are at a restaurant, it's really dark in there for some reason. We have chili and corn bread, a lot of it actually.... and are shocked at how much they gave us. Some other people we know come in and when we see them, we greet them and offer the rest to them. Apparently they already ordered the same thing. I'm feel a bit agitated, and decide to leave. As I walk into the lobby area, a huge group of people come rushing in making a ton of noise. They're look like a bunch of highshoolers and are acting foolish. I think to myself that we should have ate somewhere else.

(Rambling) Sometimes, I seriously consider if the negatives outweigh the positives for keeping a dream journal online. So many of my dreams are personal, controversial or downright weird that I wonder why I'm letting so many people see them. But I suppose as long as I'm reasonable about it there is no real problem.
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Superpower Smackdwon

The dream started with something to do with this car, where the car was able to transform. The transformations wouldn't change the car into anything else, but were rather just stylistic changes. The car cycled through changes from various time periods. The first one looked like a car from the 1920's with the spoked wheels and square chassis. The second transformation looked more 1950's ish with the fins and such. The 3rd transformation looked like the 80's or 90's with a sort of boxy, minimalist look. The fourth transformation looked like a present day car, aerodynamic and curving body. The final transformation looked very jet like, with a large spoiler and rocket engines emerging from the rear end of the car.
But despite all of these transformations, the car always had the same general shape. It was black and long, like a limousine almost. And for whatever reason, the car made me think of the pixar film Incredibles. (Great movie by the way. In my personal top 10)
I watched the car drive into this desolate valley area, surrounded by jagged mountains all around. The sky was a dull dark blue and the mountains were simply black silhouettes.
I remember seeing Dash, Frozone, and Mr. Incredible. (All characters from the movie, for those of you who haven't seen it. Anyone here not seen it? Anyone? "ME!" Okay, one person hasn't seen it.) Some mental voice told the three characters to engage in a fight to the death and only one could make it out alive.
The fight started. Dash ran up to Mr. Incredible and punched him in the face very quickly (b/c of super speed). Mr Incredible tried to grab back, but he ran away. Then frozone used his ice powers to freeze one of Mr. Incredible's arms. He then smashed the ice, but it didn't hurt his arm.
(What happened next will seriously make everyone question weather or not I am psychologically damaged somehow.)
The top of Mr. Incredible's costume ripped off, and he started growing. Eventually his face and body morphed into a skull and skeleton that were about 10x the size of his original body, but his legs were still the same size. The skull looked very distorted and sort of like some kind of cartoon.

Then his eyes (that were still there despite the rest of his face turning to just bone) fell out of his head. Then all his teeth fell out. Dash and Frozone were still watching in either fear or confusion. (If I were one of them it'd definitely be confusion.) I think the dream ended out of sheer weirdness at this point.

God, I hate having to spell the word 'Incredible'. Thanks for that dream subconscious, I had to spell it like a dozen times.

There was another dream here, but on my editing pass through my dream journal, I decided that it was stupid and needlessly offensive. Screw you, random nonlucid dream!

I had a few dreams about work, some involving dogs.

I had a dream where I was in a somewhat dangerous situation where I was at a house that buried underneath the house there was a good bit of treasure. It was unsettling treasure because it had to do with something morbid or something to that nature. The plot of land that these high money making schemes could be hatched were all decently expensive. There was a lot of trickery going on with the price of the land.
One woman was making a good deal of money off of it , while also selling the lots for a very high price to another man who didn't really have the money for it until he ran into some money through a 120 million dollar inheritance of sorts. He then bought the land easily then somehow me and my unidentifiable friends were able to acquire it from him. There was a good bit of gruesome things that happened to some of my friends because that same woman hired some men to come and try to get the fortune that we had found on her old land and bring it back to her. We were tortured to some extent and a few other things.

It was an interesting and heartwarming tale.

There were a few other dreams that I slightly remember as well.

I have a very uncomfortable dream of owning a house and going on different little roadshows for a certain show. i am helping out for a web show called Game Grumps. We were filming about a certain subject whereas I made a video in response to their video. They made it as if they were camping and it looked like they were in California, but really they were in a place like Michigan, which is where one of the members was from in my dream.They start to make some jokes about the whole thing, and then they seem to be asking me for a video response, which I oblige them quickly.
It seems the program that they were putting on had to do something about camping outside or something and the possible dangers. There was a spider that lifted up its forelegs in one of their videos. I ended up getting footage of one of those spiders in my house in Hawaii. I was able to kill the first spider pretty handily. The next spider though was pregnant and as I chase it around it lays its spider babies everywhere. It ends up that all of our little indoor dogs as well as their puppies end u covered in these spiders and then i force myself to wake up. It wasn't so much a nightmare, just it gave me a very weird feeling. I woke up with that feeling on my legs as if things were crawling around. Nothing too crazy but it was something.
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.as a few people from my high school. We had a few people in charge of the classes as well as a teacher. We were just coming back from summer vacation and we were given an assignment. Our teacher gave us an assignment where we had to write down our name, title of our report, date due, and some other info in the to right hand corner of a page, then we had to put a bunch of math and other info, like visual graphs and whatnot.
I found it really hard to concentrate and I kept going back to neon graphing paper and lined paper. For some reason Die Antwoord was playing on the tv in our classroom. The two class leaders left the class to run some errands and we were all left to do our assignment and clean the classroom. Sra Rowell was one of the people briefing the class on some graphs that we could use. I was also sitting next to Hanna and Sam and we had a few conversations.
It was a pretty unassuming dream overall. I just remember being so frustrated because I was having a very hard time concentrating
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I had a dream about two nerds. They were also crew chiefs. They used to be friends in college. They were now in a war game against each other. The nerdier nerd starts to stand up for himself for once and the revelation is that you are who you hang out with. We are a byproduct of habits and associations.
I was in a large air field in the desert. I was crewing B52 bombers and c13's. The air was especially cool. We had to BPO those big jets all by ourselves.
I remember a sort of mall. I was happy in this dream, or at least that I had that dream but I don't remember it very well.
I do not remember any dreams from the first part of the night. I did have SP when I tried to wake up to write down in my DJ. There was a possible FA but most likely not.
We were all working at a large building. I was with some coworkers as well as my mom was there. One of my coworkers wives were trying to come on to me. There was much work to be done.
I remember fragments of a dream where I was in a huge mall of some sort.
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I remember a part of a dream where I was crewing a jet with Nguyen. We were near the edge of a taxiway parked alongside it. Near the back of the aircraft there was a steep grassy hill. To the right of us there were a few young girls who were specs. They were working the other jet. Their work area seemed much cleaner and niver than ours. It had a bunch of new equipment and there tools/area had a yellow, construction color to it. There were a bunch of seven levels working the jet with me and Nguyen Sgt Dennis was expediting. He made a joke to the girls next door to check AMAD hydro servicing. I thought he was talking to me. We then went back to our jet and found out that we had to run it up, so I got the comm cable and started hooking up and told nguyen to get the comm headset, but he wouldnt listen. I felt like kind of a dick for being stern with him, but eventually the staff ssgts yelled at him to go get the tools. We also had to breakdown the jet, i told him to get some of the covers but he wouldn't listen. sgt mitchell yelled at him to get the intake covers. Dream ends before the mx run and I stay still in my bed still somewhat euphoric and in a dream state. my mouth is dry so I like my lips and get out of it.
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I saw a brown pitbull come up from the foot of my bed and jump at me, I was very calm and thought of no harm or scaredness. Eventually he dissipated and I watched the foot of my bed just waiting for something else to pop up. I was very calm though and felt no fear. I then began rising up after thinking that if this was a dream I could levitate. I did after the sleep paralysis wore off and then fell back onto my bed in my brightly lit room. I get up of the bed and start trying to stabilize it. I yell increase clarity now and everything does get clear. I say stabilize dream now as well and look at myself to anchor myself in to my dream. My hands are somewhat transparent. Im wondering why I start fading from the dream and come to find outthat my eyes were open in real life.
I had a bunch of other small somewhat light dreams. I felt like I was still lightly dreaming and I hadn't gotten in to a deep sleep yet.
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I had a continuation of the last dream with Nguyen and I at our jet. There are again a whole bunch of people crowding around our jet, but it turns out that we are helping launch out both our jet and the one next to us that the girls were working on They seemed very new, but during startup there were a few problems. Nguyen started getting pretty angry because he was being boxssed around. Sgt Rustica came up and he was pretty rude to another chick who was a couple jets down and nguyen didn't like this so he didn't want to be respectful. After that Jones tried to borrow some tools from us to fix some problem with the right MLG and come to find out we didn't even have a crew chief box. One asian girl came over to my box while I was looking for tools, and commented on how it wasn't a normal box. The major feeling I remember was that I screwed up and got the wrong box.
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After that I awoke and stayed still in my bed until I believe that I dreamt bout having sleep paralysis, except it was different
cont this time because my room was quite well lit, but also my eyes were open.

I'm standing by a light switch in pitch black darkness, and the lights won't turn on. I question whether this is a dream, doubt it at first, but then realize yes, it is. I have a sort of false awakening in which I still realize I'm dreaming, but now I become aware that I'm lying on my back in a bed in the guest room of my father's house (no resemblance to anywhere he's lived IRL), with his cat curled up against my legs - nothing's changed visually, it's still pitch black. I look up at where the ceiling would be and think about stars, and about a previous lucid dream where I removed the roof and floated up into the sky, and debate whether to do that again. I feel like there's something else I want to do here first. I can hear my father and his girlfriend watching TV in the next room and talking to each other. As I listen to them I forget that this is a dream.

Memory gap - some time later I'm standing in a different room, again trying and failing to get the light switch to work. I hear the sound of my stepbrother coming home and going straight to his own room. This light switch has several different switches and dials that I can't see in the dark, and this time I wind up taking out my ipod and holding it up as a flashlight. I can see the switches and dials now, but I still can't get them to work, and then I remember that this is a dream.

(Woke up at 5:30, half an hour after getting to bed. Back to sleep.)

I'm going to visit someone I owe thanks, bringing a guitar to play for them. One of the strings snaps.

At my father's house, some guy is trying to talk to my sister S., he's angry and seems obsessed, and while they're arguing he picks up a knife - not to threaten with, but it's the last straw, me and my father kick him out.

At my mother's house, one of her former students is at the door with some friends, and he's talking to her about some technique that's recently become a fad. Everyone's very impressed by his expertise, and it's driving me nuts because this technique is just a cheap knockoff version of something I've been doing for years that no one's ever taken seriously, and this popular version is much less effective. We get into a really idiotic argument which leaves me feeling frustrated even after I woke up.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

I'm lying in bed in the wrong house, and some boy shakes me awake to tell me I have to go. I apologize and try to explain that I'm not there to do anything bad, I just got the wrong place, but I can't remember the word for 'place' in Japanese and have to fumble around trying to find a different way to say it. He gets the point but doesn't really care, he didn't seem particularly threatened by a stranger in his house to begin with, he just wants me gone before his mother wakes up. I walk out a back door that, aside from a little ledge, opens directly onto the river. The kid tries to correct me, pull me back inside so I can use the front door and actually leave, but I just step out onto the river and stand on top of the water, which is a normal thing for a witch like me to do. The kid's surprised, the water and the light are really vivid, it's all very pleasant. As I'm appreciating the vividness, I become aware that I'm thinking of this as a dream.

I walk a few steps into the sky and start floating, heading somewhere specific. As I float above the river, I pass various people, and I start to hear a song, people are singing it. I pass two brothers sitting in chairs having some fashionable procedure done, a row of string sewn above their lip, to me it looks like they're having their mouths sewn closed. It strikes me as odd, but I remind myself that this isn't my time period so I don't have the full context, not for me to judge.

I reach a roller coaster, and there's a man and a woman riding it, the people I've been looking for. They're also singing that song that's been going on, and the lyrics tell me a little about their history. She has (or possibly had, up until very recently) a life-threatening heart condition. Their song is about the possibility of fixing a heart only to get hit by a bus or something similar, and the way people think they have time. The guy, singing in English with an Irish accent, sings a verse about how if (some name, some guy he knows) died he'd be singing a toast to him.

Song's over. Now that we've all met up in a dream, as planned, the guy asks whether we should wake up now. I'm inclined to agree, mission complete, but I think it's a little ridiculous to waste a lucid dream, there ought to be some fun we could have before we go. The guy leaves anyway, the girl stays. She says to me, "I have questions." I say to her, "I... probably don't have answers." She starts to say something else, but I become aware that I'm consciously thinking up her next dialogue for her, and that I'm waking up.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

Forever Knight-based setting, I'm Nicholas, and I'm being posed a question: between Janette, LaCroix, and an apple which represents my hope for humanity, I can only save one. What's my first instinct? I dismiss the apple completely but can't decide between the other two, which is annoying since the entire point of this exercise was only to see which came to mind first, without overthinking it.

Scene changes to an Umineko setting - Beatrice, who'd posed the question, is annoyed with the way I've spoiled it, and she retreats into the other room with aunt Eva. She says something to Eva that I can hear through the door, something about how the only hope is the "good key (name of key)."