non-lucid

Nothing too crazy lately. Jamie's voice seems great, especially early mornings when I wake up and fall back asleep a few times.

Can't remember every dream.

What

Some woman by a playground kept talking to me. She was kind of annoying but she kept saying I was going to have a daughter someday. I was protesting a bit saying that the only person I could ever have a child with seems to have a serious problem with talking to me in person. The woman kept insisting and started sounding convincing.

Jamie 1

I'm walking down a street. Jamie is kind of Chibi but not animated, she's walking behind me with a Large Bible open.

My comments on that: I've no idea if what my dreams are telling me is the truth. If Jamie is a new believer, and if she has long term intentions with me, my advice is to wait before joining a church. I have a lot of problems with modern Churches. Some can cause extra trauma. Or many are hypocrites. Some denominations are cults like: Latter day Saints, seventh day Adventists, and Jehovah's witnesses. Just study on your own and wait until we are together and then we'll figure it out on our own terms.

Dog

I was with my dog and saw a giant Cat approach him. The cat tried to attack my dog but he threw the cat off him when the cat lunged at him.

Jamie 2

Dreamed Jamie was at a park. The same woman from my other dream. She kept convincing Jamie that she was going to have a daughter. She brought Jamie to a swing set where a girl not much older than a toddler was sitting on the swing. The woman told Jamie that this will be her daughter. Jamie looked amazed at the girl. There was a weird song playing. Strange.

I'm very wary of any person in a dream that gives prophecy. Speaking from experience, they rarely come true. The lady never identified herself in dreams. Hearing a song could be a song spell. I'm going to see if Raven can help me look into this....

Non lucid dreams from August 24th


The Falls
Speed a desert highway. Road switches to stream. Nearly drive off a dead-end, a waterfall roaring down into a misty eternity. In the shallows laughs little cousin. Brother, despising any hints of happiness, shoves her. Both fumble to the edge. Cousin dodges. Brother slips. He slides and grips for dear life. All souls see. Not one soul shifts to save him. Mother's sings wasted threats.

Round Room
Round rooms sweeten whispers. I dare not speak. Sneak through throngs of artists, poets, and players. Spiral through a sea of bold, bright vitality. Don't want to contaminate them with the dim shallows of my soul. I am found. Cheered to sing until my song silvers with molten full moon grace. This IS my place.

I managed to get a working wbtb this time, somewhere around 6:00 a.m. It's been a difficult week, man. Faulty AC, hottest days of August. Climate here is supposed to change come next week. Hopefully the worst is behind me and I can return to a normal set of days were sleep is easy. I should've remembered more dreams but I think rest had to catch up to me with night after night of sleep deprivation. At least I slept well today.

Dream 1: I dreamt about... a coach? Some new coach for a football team. Damn, I can't remember a single thing written here on my phone. It says here the coach used to get more lucid? He spent time visiting dreams like watching players. Yeah, sure. Whatever.

Dream 2: Two monkeys competing for who had the longest and best dreams. One thinks he had a larger flight than the other, that he can get lucid faster too. I also remember watching a movie inside a theater with close family. Superman, Flash and the rest of the DC heroes travel using their powers across the city. It looked pretty cool in hindsight.

Who knows when I had these dreams. I couldn't recall much but wbtb had a very strong influence nonetheless. Almost all my dreams had something to do about dreaming or lucidity. I did take 15-20 min. practicing MILD before returning to bed. I woke up two more times in the morning. I could've, wait no, I should've done more wbtbs but it is what it is. I really wanted to be fully rested today. Tomorrow is another day as they say.

19th

Mes
Amusement parked. Keep a keen eye trained upon niece, nephew, and a toddler I. Little me sees the me, now grown. The tie that binds feels thready fine at best.


20th

Abandoned
Upon a winter whipped cliff a mother leaves us three. We brave the blizzard and happen across a hovel of a store. Strangers permit us shelter and sustenance.

Shutt Bridge
A great river swollen. Our pass is bent, bowed by a slush of trash and trees ripped free. "Go ahead. Go across," badgers she. Cedar eyes shine straight into mine. They nearly convince me. Trust her and maybe die. Mistrust her and stay alive.


21st

Beyond
In a house unhomely, chaos cavorts. Recoil from touch. Sound is too much. Air is thin, stained with nonsensical twangs. Sanctuary! But no. Barricaded with a woman. She feeds her baby milk clots and crushed pink pills. They are beyond. Beyond me. Beyond my voice. Beyond they, past checkerboard glass, heaven whirls black with buzzards.


22nd - Went on a short vacation with a sister and dreams were lost.

I keep going back to the significance about dream presence and how having a smooth transition between the sleep and wake states are strong precursors of lucidity. The dreams that are easiest to remember are the smoothest to transition to once they end. They recollect faster. They stay with you because they never left. Two days prior the AC broke down in my home and the heat here is unbearable (literally counting the days left until August ends!). And therein lies the importance of a healthy sleep schedule. I could not remember a thing when I woke up the next day that night. Mind you, the strong impression of a fading memory lingers about the room. You know you dreamt somewhere, sometime. You know you were there. But it's so hard to remember now. I struggle in retracing the events of the night. Is this the first time I'm awake? Maybe not, but I am so tired now, perhaps I rolled back to sleep? And that's the thing. Only 4 or 5 hours are not enough to care, not enough to remember. The memory lies so far from me now. You feel a gap in between the dream and the path to recollection. Between sleep and wake.

Today is different fortunately, no thanks to the faulty AC. Stare at my notes and you see a gradual lengthening of each entry. They correspond to the time slept with each recollection:

~ 4:00 a.m. entry: Watching a kid being chased on a street. Who was he running away from?

~ 6:00 a.m. entry: An old friend visits my home. He is participating at the Olympics this year. Funny, he mentions he's competing for the 5 km race; surprising since he was never the running type in my eyes. We're driving on our way to pay a family visit but my friend sits on the backseat and pulls out a videogame controller to steer the car. We pass by a restaurant or supermarket. There's tons of people walking in and out of the establishment and many more so outside chatting, enjoying their time.

~ 8:00 a.m. entry: I had made plans for a fancy dinner with this girl I met somewhere. When we arrive a nicely dressed gentleman asks us to fill out some forms and to hand out our passports. My girlfriend willingly signs the paper but I am having the hardest of times reading what it says. The words written on it are slightly attenuated and some of the letters can barely keep a straight line. I give up and sign the form anyway. We sit before a large wooden table with other people. My girlfriend is now addressing the table and begins an avid discussion about movies, their composition, filming and all these little details that honestly escape my grasp. Everyone else is enjoying the conversation. They make their counterpoints, they agree with others. I limit myself to nod along and pretend that I know what they're talking about.

I usually dream every day; I don't always remember exactly what I dreamed, but it always happens. Today, I dreamed I was on a very busy avenue with someone who seemed like a family member or a close friend, but then that person disappeared, and I found myself a few blocks ahead, still heading towards my house, which is about 4 blocks away. At the corner, I bumped into a girl I personally don't like. After talking about some random stuff with her, I realized my round glasses were missing. At that moment, I asked myself if I was in a dream, but everything felt real. I could see, hear, even think—everything seemed normal. So, I turned around and found a guy across the street selling cheap stuff, like phone accessories, in a cart that looked like a tiny dollar store. But it was attached to a motorbike. My friend (who just spawned out of nowhere) and I walked over, and the guy made me try on some glasses, which were square-shaped, and I could see perfectly. That was surprising because without them, my vision is so blurry that everything looks like a Jackson Pollock painting.

When I took them off, I handed them back to the guy. I didn’t have money at the time to buy new glasses, and I guess money doesn’t really make sense in a dream anyway. So, when I tried to find the girl again, she was gone. I turned right, and there was a house with stairs leading up to it. Through a window, I could see rooms painted blue, pretty run-down, and there was an old man inside. For some reason, he had my glasses. My friend and I went in, and we started looking around. In one of the rooms, the old man was sleeping with the light on. He was old, that’s all I remember.

Then there was some kind of glitch in reality, and now we were standing and talking to the old man, who kindly offered to help us find my glasses. He could’ve easily been a pedophile, but we followed him anyway.

My friend was following him really closely while I was lagging behind, checking out each room, which got darker and emptier the further we went. The walls were still blue. Then, for some weird reason, they started jogging and turned left. I saw this pattern of blue lights on a wall; it kinda looked like some sort of artwork with white and light blue rectangles mixed with dark ones, getting more surreal as it went on. (And no, I don’t take LSD.)

When I turned the corner, the light started to dim, and I saw them enter a room through a wooden door that just pushed open. So, I started counting from the moment I pushed the first door. When I stepped in, I went completely blind. Everything was pitch black. I lost all track of my friend and the old man—I was screwed. I counted 1, 2, 3, and when I got to 4, my brain betrayed me and started counting fast—4, 5, 6, 7, 8. But I tried to focus and kept going straight. When I got to 8, a thought hit me: Why didn’t I think of this before? I should call him on my phone. Oh, wait, I don’t have a phone, and I’m blind. Nah, that didn’t happen. I realized I was in a dream and tried to wake up but couldn’t. I wanted to move to the next room, but the door wouldn’t budge. I just stayed calm and noticed I was awake, both in the real world and the dream world, but I couldn’t feel my body or my breathing. I couldn’t see anything, but I could still hear. Except I wasn’t hearing anyone or anything. I wanted to hear some music, someone talking, or even that damn dog that barks at midnight just to annoy people, but there was nothing. My mind was in my bed, and my mind was at door 8. So, when I pushed with all my strength on door 9, I kneed my left leg, and I woke up, but nothing felt real—not because I thought I was still dreaming, but because I don’t feel like any of this is real.

I'm starting to see my dream recall improving, my dream presence increasing night to night. I thought I would've had to wait a couple of months but I see the effects of the practice I did all those years ago is still there. Anyway, three dreams today. Long dreams. One in the early hours of the night.

Dream 1: I have written here on my phone that I was trying to meditate to a family competition that was going on in my dreams but honestly I can't remember that part now. I do remember the competition. I remember there was a treadmill, a stationary platform and people where crawling from end to end, left to right. It wasn't particularly that big of a space either, the single running machine inside an otherwise empty room. Toddlers had the most trouble getting to the other side. I think an elderly man had to use his cane to propel his body across the platform, he might've had a leg. All in all it was very evenly matched.

Dream 2: Oh yeah, this one is rather interesting. I was having a conversation with someone yesterday and I mentioned how dream presence feels like a smooth transition between dream and being awake. But this dream, however, feels longer than most other dreams despite the transition being a lot larger than usual. I was present during the dream, then I don't what happened after, either I woke up and immediately went back to sleep or had another dream, but a good chunk of time transpired before I recalled this dream later in the night. Anyway, from what I remembered I was attending a baseball game. Everywhere is draped with protective nets around us. I was trying to get the attention of a beautiful lady sitting next to me but she was more interested in rooting for her team. In fact, I think I should've been paying more attention to my team but I really wanted to impress her. A good friend of mine was sitting to my left and wanted some tips on how to play the game.

Dream 3: This is the longest dream of the three, post wbtb meditation and 10-15 min. MILD / prospective memory rehearsal. My family and I arrived at the parking lot before a massive complex at night. The parking lot itself was huge and filled with cars all around. Whoever organized this party spared no expense in the construction of this place. They even had a band playing at the end of the parking lot. Can't remember what song they were playing but the space was packed. Inside the complex was no joke either. A pool, a home theater, people chatting, people dancing, yeah my brothers and I were staying the night all right. We had brought our change of clothes just in case, changed to our swimming trunks, ready to go. Personally, I was interested in meeting the organizers you know, sometimes a little networking helps every now and then. And then, everyone starts leaving. Just straight up stood up and left. Figured there was another party they had to be in. Well, now I wanted to go there too.

We try following them to the parking lot. I get lost along the way and end up in front of a door that leads to some woman's business office. I notice a friend in-line with his partner waiting for their turn. I can't remember his name or face now. They are let in and I walk with them to see what this is all about. The business woman acts very sweet and makes a business proposition, I can't remember what it was I just watch my friend's partner playing videogames on a nearby tv. I leave and end up at the home theater. It's not exactly full but there's people here watching a movie. I meet an old crush of mine as I walk through the file that leads to the exit. We have a cool chat and I stand there watching her leave the theater.

Posting a day late because I worked for our of the box in Didsbury for 12 hours moving a hoarder. One thing about going to Didsbury - I'm always keeping my eye out for white SUVs lol. The house I was doing was on an adjacent street to the one where Jamie drove past me in January, so my yellow dodge would be easy to see. At lunch break I had to give everyone a ride to the plaza nearby to get lunch. While moving garbage from the front and into the trunk. I noticed a white SUV parked a few houses down. I hadn't seen it there earlier. It had a tire on the back, with a white covering zipped halfway down. I couldn't remember if the one I seen Jamie in had a spare on the back or not. An odd thing I noticed is the driver's door was ajar. Didn't see anyone get in or out. Then it was gone when I was finished loading the trunk. Can't really say it was her or not just found it odd.

Jamie 1

I was with Jamie by her vehicle. She seemed to be upset or complaining about something in my last entry. I was saying something like: Not everything I report about her head voice is going to be completely accurate. Which is true, we've already established that .

Jamie 2

I was with Asuka and Jamie but my perception was way off on them. They both looked like people from the McDonald's I worked at in Lethbridge. Asuka looked like NAV. And Jamie looked like Victoria, the chubby girl my age that died from COVID. I remember making out with her and thinking it was odd I was seeing her like that .

Rejected

Dream I was applying at the coaldale McDonald's or something but the people didn't hire me. They were being really rude or something.

Jamie 3

A dream of Jamie sitting in her car. She seemed to be talking to me or someone else. She was crying and said my name but I can't remember the line she said.

At one point I was in my bed silently worshipping/basking in the positive vibes of a few different demons, such as lucifer and ipos, but also a third deity whose name I don't remember. They radiated masculine energy and their name was one to two syllables. The color yellow was prevalent in my head at the time and their appearance in my head may have been not too dissimilar to a greek deity perhaps. Zeta made me food. Only we lived in my room. Everything looked a little emptier and a bit messier and the mini fridge was on the opposite side of the room to where it is irl

I don't know when this happened in the dream but I was talking to Edynn's grandparents and failed horrifically at recalling the czech I had learned. They were teasing me about it

I was doing my laundry in the parking lot of the arden fair mall and talking to people about musical gear

I was on the light rail at a passenger seat while someone operating the train was pirating stuff for my computer, ranging from games that don't exist to titles like subnautica. I saw a friend of axelle's outside at a train station and at one point I saw a digital sign being like "don't pirate games" with an angry face emoticon next to it that I disregarded

I found this really short trans woman at my old house being all weird. She was up to maybe my knees and I got mad and told her I could punt her across the street if I wanted to. Her height changed to that of roughly 6'7 and I immediately gained substantially different feelings about her. While distinct, her appearance resembles my girlfriend's friend who I have not met yet. I asked her how old she was and she said she was 37. We started to get quite sensual. At some point I was organizing vaporwave music and trying to move it from a dream folder into a folder on my irl computer. Cut to a different point in the dream. I'm trying to find this dream character's house, which I do successfully. It's quite a small area and she expresses the desire to have sex, which we begin to do.

At some point I'm in Edynn's front yard on a vibrant summer day except it's not her house because I suppose she doesn't exist in this dream. There seems to be a celebration of sorts going on, and I run into a childhood friend of mine who is still as he was when we were kids because I don't know what he currently looks like. I told him he looked like that one kid from the little rascals (which may have been kinda racist to say to be honest) and he says "oh hey he's actually upstairs playing video games if you wanna say hi" while absolutely going crazy on the drums. I head upstairs to find a very clearly queer teenager and I say hi while he keeps playing his switch/psp. I go to the room across from where I was on the upstairs level and somehow I'm convinced I have woken up until I see some peculiar looking old guys who questioned my awakeness. I then looked at my hand, which was missing a finger.


I wake up back in the reality where I am currently facing eviction from my house. I think someone was giving me a break, and I hope I run into some of these dream characters again.

Sunday 19th

Sunless
Sunflowers hunched, stare at earth instead of sky. Desperately seek the reason why they no longer upturn their shining faces to the sun.


Re-Departed
He, who departed too soon, returns. Deep within churns, "I thought he died." But his laughter and his smile soften such severe thoughts. We enjoy his return. We savor his hugs. We simply love and are beloved. But then he is re-departed... too soon.

Friday 16th

Vultures & Swine
Vultures circle, wheeling, whipping, and chopping away chunks of childhood sky. "Hide!" someone cries. "When pigs fly," says I. "But they are flying. Right above us. Hide!" the someone cries again. Never!" I declare. "What are you doing here? FUCK OFF!" my ragged voice serenades those unwanted. To punctuate I flip twin birds at flying swine. They circle closer. Closer. Set hoof to the north. Trot this way. They hunt a murder suspect connected to the bloodlines of my yester-home.

Some Hero
A flash dead, red, and black slashes back stampedes empire cats.

Old Trail
In a neighborhood freshly stolen and stacked and old time trail still slithers. Its tail is slender but its head is a swollen graveyard of metal beasts and burdens.


Saturday 17th

Arid
Brooks and beds are coughing dust. Wells are sad and scabbed with rust. Green grows ever dimmer. From above, they laugh at our arid mother. Below, laughter is softly smothered by serpents of twisted sand.

Ice Cave
In cherished caves of ice we shine. Swing from icicle to icicle. Slide from sheet to sheet. A lone scruff tumbles in to stake a claim. I raise false swords and whetted words. He tumbles away. We return to our play.

Finally got another piano to tune tomorrow in Carstairs at noon. Always nice to make a days wage without killing my car, working with an angry boomer, or running a lawn mower over wasp nests. Pulled my ad in olds coffee news because I haven't had one single customer from the ad in over 4 months. I'm eyeing Western trade.buy.sell. paper. It's way cheaper and covers counties from red deer to Calgary. Note: if Jamie reads these ( I'm positive by now that her drive by escapades are her way of validating to me that what I'm going through is "real" [Twin Flame telepathy or Kingdom Spouse journey ] ). I have an ad for piano tuning in coffee news olds edition for the rest of the month. I also have business cards as well in Olds at Boomer movers, Co-Op olds, and Bean Brokers. My phone # is on there. Another way to get a hold of me should she find the courage. Just reach out as you, please no strange, " You just called this number.WhY DiD YoU cAlL mY NuMbEr? " Calls when their number is not in my history. I had an experience like that with my old number in 2013-14 ish which did sound a lot like Jamie. If I recall I was playing loud pink Floyd music in the background.

Enough ranting. Dreams.

Only a handful of HH experiences going in and out of sleep.

SUV

Just a flash of Jamie getting into a white SUV wearing sunglasses. It feels like she's driving to see me in this dream.

Prayer

For some reason I always wake up around 3 or 4 am. I lie awake an hour or so talking with her voice. Anyway she was asking me to pray quickly with her. (She'll do this a handful of times. Even during the day sometimes if we happen to argue. Or if I'm on tiktok and I start watching relationship tiktok that promotes black and white thinking, causing me to split. Her voice will tell me to get off my phone and/or pray with her) jeez I'm all over the place today with this entry. I nod off halfway through my prayer and I wake up saying, " ... tell Jamie to meet me at... What?" Realizing I was having a prayer while dreaming but I lost the plot.

Kisses

I'm awake talking to her voice. And also it feels like she's lying beside me in spirit. I imagine giving her little kisses all over her face. She asks, "I think you were kissing me all over my face?" I fall into a micro dream and we are holding each other in bed and she is staring at me She comes in to fully kiss me and I wake up from it. I was wondering when the black space dreams would give us a bed

I can not find the little black book into which I scribble my dreams. So I'll add Thurs night and add the others when I find them.

Dog Days
She is a stray, a barrel of strained golden retriever fur. Twenty pups reside within. Her future is death. In giving birth. Or struggling to sustain. Or starvation of over half. We take up the monumental task of keeping all alive. Ensuing dog days and nights are draining.

Doctors
Whuniverse Con? Am not a fan but the con name sits sideways with me. "It should be WHOniverse, with an O," I challenge all who clap eyes on me. Eyes fall.
We Breach a wall. Friend near faints as five doctors take the stage. A sixth, unknown, takes center, star of the show. When done, sixth strides into his time worn tardis... which disappears. Crowd splits in fascination and fear. Sixth is THE one. The chaos is fun. But friend is undone that she was not chosen companion.

Finally worked for out of the box the past 2 days. Did half a day today because I mowed over a wasps nest in didsbury. Got stung on each ankle - counted at least 2 stings on my right ankle. Pretty sure I'm not allergic. I'll be fine. Just sore like a mofo.

Had a funny convo with the Jamie voice one morning while I was in a drive thru waiting for coffee. Line was taking forever and I was getting impatient. The Jamie voice sensing something, said, " yeah Robert, hurry up!" So I try to explain I'm stuck and I ask why she's being like this? "I'm just practicing..." I'm like: for what? "For when we're married." Oh really?


Dreams.

Had trouble sleeping for a few nights due to animals. My dog ate a bunch of cat food and had bathroom problems. This is after I told every one in the house to keep the cat food in a high place. Do they listen to the guy who's lived with cats and dogs before? No, so I had to get up almost every hour of the night to let him out.

Last night a roommate's new kitten got left in my sleeping area and was pestering me all morning.

2 fragments

Driving

Was driving in a strange wooden area at night with a swamp nearby. My car got stuck and suddenly I was no longer in it. A car below me whizzed by. I looked where the car drove all I was as a vine and swamp. I was thinking it's impossible for a car to drive through it. Yet, I saw it. Memory fades after.

Jesus

Jesus was saying to me and Jamie, " Be patient my children, For I will bring you two together soon, and soon after, You will be with me in paradise." Suddenly we are with Jesus on a beach. He's sitting in a lawn chair under some shade. He has a peach colored drink that is most likely non alcoholic. He's also wearing sunglasses and grinning wide. He's like that out of touch Dad who adopts his children's lingo to seem cool - but usually is just making his children cringe with embarrassment. But I get the feeling that he's just pretending to be that guy, as a sort of joke. Which, actually makes it kind of funny.

Note: no one should be concerned about him saying we will be with him in paradise SOON. Which almost implies bodily death. He is a God who claims to be completely outside of time and space, so, soon, could mean days, months or even years...

Woke up to the sun. So bright. (writes dreams) Honestly I should just get up. Or…

On the side of a road, On top of a hill was a place full of stores and services. Usually I would just stop to get something to eat or for my dad to pick up some gas for the trip. But after coming twice it got apparent that I was a more regular visitor than anyone else. As it happened that my dad would be doing something and I would have to stay and wait for hours. I had some time to kill talking to people my age. As I ganged their trust (GET IT LOL HAHAHAH pls laugh) they told me that they run sort of a “little” gang here and that they run all of the stores. I said that's pretty cool and after a while of wandering around and doing different things. Eventually I joined the “motorcycle gang”. Which was what everyone's little nickname was for it. I surprisingly wasn't expected to stay or to come often but when I do eventually come often I would have access to all the lounges and stuff. I made some friends and they wanted to go get lunch at a supermarket. I came with them. We found a spot with Chinese food and different types of chicken. As I ordered my food I realized it was gone. So I went back to go get something else. At the time the kids were waiting for me. Another line started to grow so in a bit of a panic I got some chicken legs because they happened to be way cheaper. As I continued in the line one of the people behind the counter asked if I joined yet. (Let's call him bill. I was already talking to him before lunch) I said yes so for confirmation he went to one of the people I was with and they said yea. As I continued up I realized that they never gave me an ID card to order. Bill started to speak to the guy running the supermarket. (Lets name him Joey) “Yo Joey wanna watch what happens if you don't have your ID card?” Joey, already knowing what was about to happen declined, lacking interest. Bill pulled out a knife from his side pocket and went to attack him. I grabbed his arms and tackled him. Throwing the knife out of the way. A narrator said that in his mind he thought I would’ve been a good leader. I ran through the store, chicken legs in hand looking for more food I could grab. After about to grab a pastry I saw Joey running closer to me so I ran out the door. I looked for a car I could drive and after I saw a lady getting out of the car to set it up for a refuel I sprinted in the car and got it out of park. I drove right to the entrance of the plaza and luckily there were no cars. As I drove on the highway and onto an exit. The road started to be filled with houses. It was a mixture of country, suburban and ghetto. Gained lucidity, As I got to a part where the road was grass I slowed down and I saw that the side of the road was covered with extended houses. As I drifted past many I messed up and hit the structure of the house. Luckily it was still connected to the ground so it didn't collapse. Shortly after I ran into a tree. Realizing that this was a good time to let him pass by, I waited for a second but realized he was far behind. (car skills are way too good honestly) I continued on the road and reached a neighborhood. In the middle of the road was a group of three cars and two police officers on each side. Moving them. I went to the side and drove right past them. After some more insane moves I got to an intersection where there were hundreds of police cars. I immediately got out of the car. I randomly jumped (scooby dooby doo style) and then raised my hands up. I got arrested and a cutscene began of me getting free and getting 280 thousand dollars. Then I woke up.