Non-Lucid Dreams
12:45 I was a rich male teen. It was my birthday and my best friend and I broke into a cake shop because my businessman dad was too busy and my mom too much on a diet to giver a proper cake. When the police arrived, they discovered that someone else had already broken into the store as well, and something way more serious was going on further in. I couldn't really see what, but I knew it looked serious and I had to persuade the police that we had nothing to do with it. At first they did not want to believe me, but then one of them recognized me as the son of one of the most important citizens in our town and somehow that meant he believed me. When I whined that I had not even yet had my cake, the police let me have some, though I was still under arrest for breaking in. It was chocolate cake with lots of icing. 5:30 In this dream I had a younger brother and we were both minors still. The authorities became interested because they somehow found out that my mom and stepfather would at times leave me or my brother alone for the night. They called me. I explained I was 16 so not an issue, but my brother was only 12, and I thought that was an issue, plus it was not like he and I were left together, but he was left all alone out of some reason. Anyway, I made the case worse by mentioning something else the authorities may want to know about my stepfather - don't recall what it was for sure but it may have been that they also sometimes leave their dog alone over night while they stay in the other house with the cat and my brother. Meanwhile I was with my father. LClearly this dream was supposed to take place soon after my parents divorce and thus I was angry with my mother and her new husband. In fact I was still so angry I had not yet visited either of their new homes. In this dream they had two. I decided to correct that. So we arrived late at this old mansion. In the mansion there was this cat in the bed I was going to sleep in. I discovered that when it meowed, I could actually make up the words in the meows. So the cat could talk, but others could not understand, only me. Somehow, I managed to reroute my stepfather's cellphone, so that when the phone rang, the cat started talking in the voice of my stepfather's brother, so the cat became the cellphone. My stepfather talked through the cat phone with his brother. Later that night around 3:00 am or 3:30am my stepfather's brother actually showed up. He looked nothing like he looks in real life, but was a much younger, much slimmer, much handsomer, dark haired man. He asked my mother why she was holding a glass of wine, was there a party? My mom said that no, she was just having a glass of wine just because, and would he like to join her in some wine. He claimed that he was a recovering alcoholic though, and my mother should have known that. She said then why did you ask about the wine. He said he was hoping there was a party here, that he would have liked a party. In a later scene I admitted to my stepfather that I had spoken on the phone with the authorities about the leaving alone of my brother and also of the dog, but somehow I managed to explain it in such a way as if the authorities somehow knew already, and I did not tell them of it first, so like I had not ratted on them. Btw, my brother was not with us at the house that night. Perhaps he was alone in the other house with the dog?
In the first dream I was flying some sort of space craft (probably an X-Wing or something as I was flying in a trench in the Death Star) I was trying of course to get a torpedo shot into the exhaust port, however just as I was about to get there one of those purple mines that are in Bosconain mysteriously blocked my path. I tried shooting it out of the way, but it did nothing and my ship crashed into it and went BOOM! However, I seemed perfectly fine, as I was now inside of the Death star somehow completely unharmed. (I seem to go through a lot of injuries / death in my dreams, but always be perfectly fine) Anyways, then I was running around and found this random generator thing that I simply punched with my fist and the Death Star was toast. This dream seemed to go on for a very long time, years almost. The first thing I remember is that there was this enormous wall that was decaying, and it seems like I had been in this zombie-infested earth for quite some time. It appeared that I was part of the survivors who had managed to patch together this huge wall between them and the zombies. However, I kept having all of these flashbacks / foreshadows about the zombies eventually breaking through and very many close calls in terms of my escape. Eventually the dream shifted, and it seemed as if I had been there for years. Now the weird thing is... the wall had decayed completely at this point and there was nothing standing between normal man and flesh-eating zombie, other than some rebar and little concrete chunks from a wall long gone. It was as if the zombies had their own society and were just living in a state of super-poverty and deparation, while we watched on the other side, not much better. The best way to describe it is like the monsters in I Am Legend near the end, where they reach an understanding with the humans and go on to live in some sort of weird primal-instinct society. Anyways, this is what the dream became and it was very interesting. Who knows, maybe it will become a sequel to a great zombie movie.
10-27-2013 -- Not quite sure where I am, as the earliest part of the dream is fuzzy. Might be at the house on Hickory, might be at the Buena Park Mall. Running around, chasing and being chased in the earliest bits. Eventually come across a halfway cute, but young lady (15-16 I'd guess) who seems to be trying to get together with Larry, a roommate I had at the Amidon house. They are in love, and determined to stay so, but her father (who looks like the evil Mexican bandit from the original A-Team pilot (which I watched on Netflix the other day)) seems to intensely dislike the guy, and just glares at him for several seconds, then Larry just disappears into thin air. The bandit starts bragging about rewriting time back in 1964, to cause Larry to never have even been born, and the girl is devastated. I can't believe this heartless jerk thinks he has the right to wipe out somebody's very existance just because he doesn't like him. That's just not kosher! "Well, at least you mentioned when you wiped him from existance, so I know when to go to, after I kill you, so I can fix things," I say to him, and I reach for him to kill him with a touch, but he disappears. I hear a slight pop behind me, and start to turn, just to see the bandit reaching for me, and I disappear. We have a weird sort of chase around the mall, appearing here, disappearing there, each of us trying to catch the other, but as time goes on, we start to realize that even when we don't actually see the other person, we find ourselves disappearing if they get close enough to touch us. It seems we are not able to use our powers against each other directly. Finally, I give up, and just end up strolling through the mall, though I am still keeping an eye out for the bandit, because he will probably try to kill me in another way. By this point the mall has changed from the Buena Park Mall to a strange dream mall I have frequently dreamed of. It has a layout very similar to the Westminster Mall, with it's three 'wings' and three anchor stores, but I always seem to refer to it as the South Coast Plaza, and it's physical location is more like the South Coast Plaza, as well. I am walking to the western end of the mall, which is where I most often seem to enter and exit this mall (odd, since the bus stops are over on the south eastern corner.) I find myself walking through the mall talking with Steve Robinson from PCUMC, while we kind of half watch Bing Crosby, who is dancing through the mall singing to people for some reason. We wander into a clothing store deep in conversation, and don't even notice Bing singing to us until he turns around and starts back out of the store. I turn to Steve and say "Was that ...?" "Yes, it was," he replies. And we call out a belated thank you to him. I decide I have had enough, and walk out the anchor store, planning to catch a bus and go home. It's late at night, and I walk out of the mall and am heading toward what is sometimes the Sears auto center, but in this dream, there is a big pizza parlor there, lots of customers, bright lights, and a big lit up sign with a slice of pepperoni pizza on it. As I start walking, I remember my popping around, trying to avoid the bandit guy, and I think if I am able to do that, I ought to be able to teleport, so try to concentrate on teleporting myself home to Buena Park, but it doesn't work. Darn! (That's OK, I end up having a better time where I do end up in the dream.) I walk south to the street, near the southwest corner of the property, then start walking toward the southeast corner, where the bus stop is, but as I am passing a driveway a big rig is pulling out, and half runs into me. It is trying to make a left turn, but is making it too tight, and is almost hitting a smaller truck (along the lines of an armoured car) that is trying to turn in to the same driveway, and I am just kind of riding on the front of the truck until it is past the armoured car and I can safely jump off. Then I continue along. There are a couple of guys that are hassling a lady walking toward the bus station, but they see me coming and run off. Unfortunately, she decides she is afraid of me, as well, and is running in terror, even when I call out I am not after her and don't have any desire to hurt her. She doesn't believe me, and there is nothing I can really do but ignore her. I walk up to the bus shelter, and as I enter, I see three women standing there, one of them a slightly older, slim, attractive blonde. She looks at me with a desperate longing in her eyes and asks "Can you see me?" but as soon as she asks it, she disappears. I think back to my teleporting, and the bandit traveling through time, and assume random people are developing weird powers, kind of like on Heroes. I figure this woman is turning invisible, and doesn't seem to have any control over it. But she seemed so very afraid, so I just start talking to the air, hoping she can here me. "I'm guessing that usually nobody can see you. The funny thing is, I could, until you spoke, then I no longer was able to." The woman starts laughing almost hysterically, and the others are laughing as well. It seems I have been pranked! Too bad my teleporting is not working! Instead I get on a bus. Things are kind of hazy for a brief moment, then I am getting off the bus again, and as I exit I look around, and I have only traveled a block from the bus stop. I didn't actually know where I was going, but it seems I am here. I am at a large apartment complex (or perhaps fancy housing estate) kitty corner from the mall, and while I have never been here before, and don't know any of the details, I know somebody has a room for me to stay at here, and I am kind of drawn to it. The area has a sort of castle-like motif to it, and I walk right into a large mansion that seems to be owned by a nice, mild fellow who looks kind of like Pat Boone, that clean cut sort of look. We walk down a hall, and he is asking himself "Now where should we put you?" He starts to open one door and I catch a glance of a bunch of cool balloon sculptures in Qualatex's neon assortment, and some aliens made from lime green balloons, and I find myself remembering my last year at Hogwarts, and how I taught Hermione to twist figures much like that. I miss Hermione! Wouldn't it be a hoot if ... but no, I'm not that lucky. He walks me down a couple more hallways, and opens a door to a large room with a set of bunk beds in it, and a third bed off to the side. There are three guys here playing loud music. They ask me what's up, and I explain part of the dream to them (from about the point of Bing Crosby to the bus trip) and they explain that they only have one more song to reherse, then they'll shut down for the night, and I can get some sleep on the non-bunk bed. Somebody also says something about the new girl with the bushy brown hair. "Is she going to Harvard by any chance?" I ask, and a voice that sounds very familiar comes from the doorway "Well, actually, yes." I can't see her from where I am at, but I jump to my feet and turn to the door to find I'm looking at Hermione! She calls my name (though I cannot tell if it is MY name or Harry!) and launches herself at me, crushing me in one of her patented Hermy-hugs. I just wrap my arms around her and hug her just as tight. I didn't quite realize just how much I missed her until I found her back in my arms. I find myself just standing there hugging and kissing her for about five minutes, while the guys playing music get more and more uncomfortable. Then we finally part, and she starts to lead me out of the room and over to hers. (Those were her balloons.) Guess I am going to be staying in that room after all. Hope nobody minds. Wherever we are, whatever this place is, there are a bunch of people staying here, and there are lines three or four people deep waiting to get into either of the restrooms. Hermione needs the restroom, so I just lean against a wall to wait. I find myself looking out a large picture window, a huge sheet of glass, overlooking what seems to be a bit of a swamp. I see a swamp boat sitting in the corner with almost a sort of step ladder on it, and on top of the step ladder, Jed Clampett (Beverly Hillbillies) looking much like Granny in her rocking chair on top of the packed truck. I hear this evil cackling, and look up to see a stereotypical witch that looks like she could be straight out of the Wizard of Oz on a collision course with the air boat. So I wave my hand and teleport Jed and the boat somewhere safe, and missing him, the witch crashes into the swamp. Seems I have ticked her off, and in a flaming rage, she throws a large fire ball at me, but I wave my hand again, and cause a portal directly into hell to appear, and it sucks her fire ball and herself into it, and disappears with a pop. I find myself really hoping Hermione gets finished with the bathroom quickly, because I'd really like the help of her mind to figure out just what is going on here!
Fragment of a previous scene involved a boy covered in words and strange designs related to a demon (or demons). Now, elsewhere, his father's poured something over himself which causes his flesh to melt and transform him into the image of a demon. Another man speaking to him says "Why did you do it?" "Because! I wanted to know his pain!" 'Him' referring to his son. The other man says something to the effect that this was a very foolish thing to do. (Woke up. Back to sleep.) The words "If you could know, wouldn't you?" and a paramedic getting annoyed at a woman who keeps trying to kill herself. I'm standing in front of a checkout counter, looking at the rows of rock candy, picking one out and talking about nostalgia with the woman behind the cash register, the vampire who made me. I ask her how far back her memory goes, and she says she still remembers her mother. Talking about some other vampires, we agree that their method is much more sensible than ours, them being able to make more than one vampire, which is something we can't do unless the previous one dies; we can't support more than one at a time. (Woke up. Back to sleep.) Something about a 'Lazarus Door' for resurrection, and fog and some kind of danger. A car that won't turn off. The owner's already taken the key out of the ignition, and for a moment I wonder how it's still running, but then I wonder why I thought keys in the ignition have anything to do with turning a car on or off. We take the car into the woods. A fragment involving two teenage kids in the woods transitions into a sort of flashback showing the parents of one of those kids, back when they were still alive. They're both some kind of doctors or scientists, the wife has this mass of curly hair, and they're sitting at a table in some kind of office or lab and going over a file acquired by the husband's brother, while he stands across the table from them. The brother is "not like others," which is related to whatever the husband and wife are working on, and he's frustrated by working together with them, he's used to his freedom. On the file they're looking at, there's a stylized drawing of two humanoid figures, one with the head of a bird, the other the head of a wolf, and although the husband and wife don't realize this, I'm aware that image represents the two teenagers from the previous scene, who are "not like others" in the same way as the brother. The wife is saying, "But what's really (some word meaning something like 'strange' or 'unusual' or 'notable' or 'attention-grabbing') here is that the bird has a Double Hartford rank, ten pages in. I can't open it up."
Third-person Dreamsign Sneaking to a party I'm reminiscing with a friend about college, about the time we snuck off campus to go to a proper Halloween party. Our options on campus were either a campus-wide fling or ???. Now I'm walking through a giant cafeteria. I'm trying to walk with a confident step, staying away from everyone, but I still end up running into a security guard. We chat and hit it off; he offers me a slice of pizza from a box he confiscated from some guys earlier, and I accept. A group of suave bullies comes up demanding their own slices, and he gives them the rest of the box. They start demanding he finally show them the gym control room in the tower. He waffles but decides to do it as long as they're very quiet and don't touch anything. Now we're climbing the tower. It's been decorated to look extra spooky. There's something subtly strange about the walls, and I spend a while studying them, trying to figure out what makes them so "scary." Now we're at the top. The guard has to go back to the gym but he gives us a short tour first. Now I've snuck out the back door. I'm sending a text to my friend who's waiting in the parking lot. Now I'm in the parking lot. I close the door on my car so a red truck can pull away without hitting my door. Train escape A man is trying to escape from somewhere. He's got information that needs to get somewhere. Now he's acquired a train and is very pleased with himself. His feelings change when he sees a police train on a parallel track telling his train to stop for inspection. He realizes that a single car train is too suspicious. He hides somewhere on his train as the police train comes closer, but when they see what the single car is they let the train go without searching it. Yard work I'm working in the yard. I'm using a "tiller" - it looks like a drill with a marshmallow roasting stick spinning on the end. It's very effective: it can cut through any dirt, or even wood, turning it into loose soil. I'm working in my garden, tilling up the raised bed frame. I see my neighbor, a small middle-aged Asian woman, and talk to her about Centipede grass. I'm trying to get it to take over my lawn. My neighbor says she likes Centipede, but that it hasn't done well for her at her current house. As we're talking, I notice a drainage ditch between our properties. Looking closer, I see it looks funny; at first I think it's got little bits of ice floating on it, then I realize it's a lot of oil sitting on the top. Workmen in the house I've just come home and am walking into the breakfast nook. I notice the basement door is open and there's a new switch panel near the stairs. I remember there were supposed to be workmen here earlier, but I didn't expect them still to be working. I hope they didn't let the pets have free reign of the house. I walk over to the new switch panel and look more closely at it. There are 5 switches in a row, all looking the same. There's a large, seemingly fixed rectangle at the top with a couple of small buttons under it. I press one of the buttons to see what happens, and the light in the entryway turns slowly on, dimming from off to full bright in a few seconds. I press the other button and the light dims all the way off. Now I'm down in the basement watching the workmen. They're trying to connect a small box to our furnace. It has a lot of wires hanging off of it, and they're having some trouble. Fragments I'm talking to my wife about cats and dogs. She starts to talk about how long the cats take to do something but realizes that's silly since the dog takes so much longer. Now I'm in a finished basement making some tea using an electric kettle. We both have chiropractic appointments soon, so I hope the water heats quickly. We have to call them to tell them that something has changed and to see if we can get an earlier appointment.
I Drove to pick up my sisters from school for some reason when i don't even have my licence yet. I picked them up and my brother was in the car as well. For some reason when i got back, the car starting driving off to the street and parked across the block which had Turned into a fast food place like a KFC for some reason. I ran to the car, opened the door and there he was sitting in the passenger seat. I asked him what happened and he said the car just started up and drove off. I didn't care so i got my sisters in the car and drove the car, but there was something wrong with the car. I somehow managed to get back to my house with( was very hard for me) Got it checked and we had these two strange visitors that came to visit my grandma, Although we don't even know them. I haven't even seen them my entire life and they were speaking a different language as well(some sort of Asian language) then i noticed my brother and grandma arguing about something. i saw my parent asking my brother something and then..., then i don't know what happened after that.
Its was quite late at night and i noticed that there were lots of animals in my backyard. I Decided that it was time to learn to hunt in my dreams. I somehow got a gun from somewhere and shot a turkey and a wolf. They didn't die. I noticed that they were kind of coming towards me like thy were gonna attack me. Seconds later, they tried to carry me off and hide me like they were gonna torture me or something I could see a timer on my right like that was how much time they had to capture me. Then I don't know why but my Brother tried to capture me and then i woke up.
Dream recall from today's WBTB/naps. Dream 1(fragments): I am looking around net for some dragon pics and then at some point i wake up i notice it"s different room, i do RC and stabilization then go towards window, i try to phase around it since it's blocked by curtain, but curtain still gets in the way and dream destabilizes. Dream 2(fragments): For a part of a dream i was in quadruped stance and felt wings i was searching for something then it turned into video game and i was going around some base, then i joined massive attack on enemy base and we were fighting some mutants that looked like ones from far cry, then i went to ingame editor and was looking around. Dream 3(fragment): I was chatting with someone about dragons.
Dream 1(fragments): I was somehow a moderator on some random forum and there was someone who multiple times kept annoying me with alts. Dream 2(fragments): I was playing some FPS and there was boss fight in some ruins. Dream 3: I was playing creeper world 3, and once again, it was not standard game. I've started on south-west and there were mountains and passages linking that to 4 creeper emitters, and also some kind of fortress on far north-east. Those were not standard emitters, but they build tanks instead. I've spammed some of my tanks around before enemy ones activated fully and then built nodes and nullifiers, getting 3 of emitters quickly, but the last one was alot of problem because it spawned alot of tanks, so i had to sacrifice some of mine, i've also built some air units and in the end i've managed to win. Dream 4(fragments): I was playing warzone 2100 and there was some mission with objective to capture oil, then SilentEternity messaged me that there was a patch that would fix impossible tiles and reduce amount of enemy mortars. I was having problem with those, especially one of objectives was to place a mine in specific place, but it was blocked by water. Dream 5(fragments): There was something about changing enemies and a memory card.
10/27/2013, 10:00-7:00 This dream was from 6:00 to 7:00, because I woke at like 5:30 to my mom calling dad on the phone. Dream 1: I was in a store, sort of like Walmart. I was with my family. I was looking for a megaphone, and my brother R was looking for a nerf gun. We both went up to the checkout counter, where they had a bunch of stuff; mostly big nerf guns. There was a woman and a man there. I asked them what they had. They brought out a nerf minigun. Though it was pretty cool, R said we had it already, so they put it back. They then took out another one, which R didn't like, so they put it back, too. I then asked them for a megaphone, they said they didn't have one. I thought I saw one on the other side of the isle where the counter was, but they said it wasn't a nerf gun. I got frustrated and started leaving the counter. I then turned into Bart Simpson in a room, that sort of looked like an attic. He was after a megaphone, too. I think he had one in his room, though. He used it in there, saying a few things. He then went to a field next to a small body of water. His parents were close by, as well as a lot of other people. Bart had a baseball, which he dropped into the water. As a ship floated by, Bart got into the water to get the baseball. I then saw a tentacle in the water, but it didn't concern Bart. Bart then grabbed onto a metal hook thing on the ship, but then, the octopus-monster started pulling Bart deep into the water. The only thing Bart still cared about, apparently, was getting the ball. Not getting to the surface. As Bart allowed me and himself to drown (I was part of him, sort of), he reached for the ball. We ended up drowning. At that point, I turned slightly lucid. I wanted to try to get back into a dream, but I wasn't lucid enough, and I woke up.
I was working at the library. Not a library I know, but seems too important a place to just call It "a library". I had recently started the job, and was trying to impress. I had finished my regular task, whatever a was. So I had grabbed a bunch of applications and had started to make messy comments on them, when I in mid task realized that maybe they mattered more, and I should have been less messy in commenting. In fact my new boss later found them, and reprimanded me on it, and I said I knew that they were too messy, but that I had done them before I knew what I was doing, but that now I knew, and in fact I had done several much better since, but I had left them at a table in the library, so once I retrieved them, I would show her that those were much better. It transpired that for my job I had not really been expected to comment on these applications, but that if I did, I had to do it right. I explained that I knew that for my job I was just expected to wait between assignments at my station, but that I felt too overqualified for that, and needed something to do in between, so that is why I decided to comment on applications as well. There was a woman named Jin who also worked in the library, but was more established there and somewhat mysterious. In the dream she actually had a full name, not just a first name, and while I did not realize it in the dream, her full name was the name of a person I work with in waking life who is a DBA of Chinese ethnic origin. The dream did not portray her anything like waking though. In the dream, she was up to something, and she had decided to trust me. She handed me a color coded folder, with colors representing different sections, and I think the sections were about spirituality, but it also felt a bit like a conspiracy, and perhaps going against the authorities who ran the library. I was glad Jin trusted me. As I was leaving Jin, another young woman joined us, and then she went with me, and tried to get me to go out with her to grab something to eat or drink to get to know me better. She explained that she was Jin's partner sexually. I explained that she had nothing to worry about, that Jin and I were just friends, and I was heterosexual. She said, she knew that, and was not worried, and anyway Jin and she had a relationship of trust. But she could tell Jin trusted me as a friend, and that was rare, so she wanted to get to know me. I explained I could not right now, because I had to find those applications that I had filled out much better, to show my new boss that I was competent after all. I had left them at a desk in the library, but the desk was not where it used to be any more. someone had moved it. I remember it was a small one person desk made out of light colored wood. Jin's partner left me as I continued my search for the desk. I think this search was still ongoing as I woke up. Although I may have found the desk at some point, but it was hard to tell whether it was the same desk or a different one like it, given that it was elsewhere and had someone else's stuff on and near it.
I am driving through an intersection and out of nowhere, a kid on a skateboard flies through the street on a skateboard. I slam on my brakes and curse… I am in a store, but it is still “where I was before”, however the scene had changed quite a bit. I see the kid fall off of the skateboard. I notice that it is the autistic kid from my work and I walk up to him and say “you can’t be doing stuff like that”. He agrees and the dream ends.
I am walking down a road during the day, there are open fields on either side of me. As I am walking, I see a fat lady in a black dress, sitting in a black chair, under a black umbrella. I see that it is raining only on her. I walk closer and eventually pass very close to her. I realize my white umbrella is stuck on hers and I try to untangle them. I look left and see a man with a small camera, he looks upset. I see that I am interrupting a movie in progress. I am embarrassed and get away. I am under a canopy of trees and see a few tv screens and realize it is a big movie that I got in the way of. I turn back and see that the rain is coming out of the woods near the fat woman and landing only on her. I walk back and get in the way again. A girl tells me to walk around next time. I wake up.
I am in a dorm room at my college, arguing with some strangers, while being recorded for a tv show…We are now outside, its dark but there are lights on in the quad, and two others begin to sing their argument toward each other. I look to my left and see a group of frat guys in red jackets walk toward us. They turn away from us and their jackets spell something. One of the guys jumps in front of the group, rap music begins to play, and he rips his jacket off and reveals a red morph suit beneath it. He begins to breakdance, and his group follows suit…We are all dancing now.
At a garden party a child's toy had rolled into the den of the pet monster or pet land dwelling octopus, and I did not know how to get it out so I went to fetch help. Someone handed me a mop. I then found a couple college student aged young women who I gathered would know what to do, and entreated them to come help me retrieve the toy. One of them stopped somewhere to find a mop (she did not notice I already had one, so she got another), then when she saw I already had a mop, she gave me this dirty look as if to say "you already have what you need for this job, why do you bother us?" I said "it's nice to get someone who knows what they are doing. I bet next you are going to tell me that the monster is completely harmless, but see I don't know that." The young women did not deign to answer just proceeded to retrieve the toy using one of the two mops (the one she got, mine remained a useless extra). It was very easy to do. Oh, I only in hindsight noticed that I not only gathered two mops, but also a couple young women for what appeared to be a one mop and one person task. Then I went around the world. I do not recall anymore why I went around the world, but it appeared to be on some sort of mission I thought was important, but no one else cared about. When I came back to this garden party type scene which incidentally was much like the setting of the part of the scene with the monster/octopus above, I remember recognizing the people especially a girl (upon waking up none of them seemed familiar but in the dream they were). I said "greetings! I have come from around the world. It is nice to once again be among people I recognize!" A woman asked a man "how long before she ...?" But her voice kind of trailed of, and I assumed she wanted to know, how long before she stops speaking in this funny accent (I think it was Scottish - not that I know how to talk with a Scottish accent nor would I actually recognize one), or maybe she was asking "how long before she stops acting weird?", or it is also possible she wanted to know "how long before she wakes up?" -- all she did ask was "how long before she ...?" And the man answered "wait a moment." Oh, and then I woke up from this nap, so if the question of the DC was how long before she wakes up, then the male DC was quite correct in his answer.
Updated 10-26-2013 at 09:47 PM by 61501