non-lucid

Night 1:

Dream fragment: …/I’m standing on my way home from work at a park. I see wagons from my work coming right where I am. I arrange some stuff on them and let them turn to my left and let them move along the street/…

Night 2&3:

No recall

Night 4:

Dream fragment: …/I’m traveling in a bus that has white tables on some seats disposed in zig-zag. Some people are complaining because of the asymmetrical distribution of the seats with tables. I see nothing wrong with that disposition, it must be that way/…

Coffee Splash:

I'm in a long square-like room, sort of like a trailer.
My Grandpa R has just died, and his casket is on display.
I keep thinking that the body is going to stand up.
Highly emotional feelings. My Dad is there with me.
We're tasked to set the casket aflame in some ritual and we are hesitating to do it.
Later in this process the casket goes down a serpentine system of pipes into fluid.
...
Later I am in a huge banquet hall-like building, with a theater attached.
I'm walking over to a concessions stand. I find a couple of fruits with barcode stickers and try to scan them.
A woman nearby says that this cannot be bought, even though the scan goes through.
...
I've come home to my current garage. There is a small circular folding table setup.
My laptop is setup there, and my brother has an identical one setup for him next to it.
My sister is with us as well.
I'm having an argument with my brother. He thinks I'm being too easy-going, and not allowing our sister to mourn.
This makes me angry, because I want to deal with grief my own way.
I notice a cold mug of coffee on the table, and I splash it in his face.
Trying to remove myself from the situation, I start to pick-up and leave.
My brother grabs my laptop's power cord, preventing me from going.
I wake up angry.

Shooting for the Girl:

I'm on a roadtrip with my girlfriend, her mom, and a young guy.
The guy is a friend of my girlfriend's mom, and I suspect that she is positioning him as my replacement.
I'm checking out at the counter, buying some snacks. I pay for the guy's food, trying to be cordial.
He seems to appreciate it, not outwardly trying to steal my girlfriend. He is friendly.
We leave and head outside. We are driving a large semi-truck.
A middle-eastern looking man follows us outside and seems angry.
He points out that I'm carrying wrappers, and going to make a mess in the car.
I notice a dumpster nearby and try to basketball-shoot the crumpled wrappers into it.
My shot is miserable. Embarrassed, I pick-up the clump and place it in the dumpster.
I'm worried that bad shot just affected my chances against the guy.

Game Night:

I'm playing a Yu-Gi-Oh inspired card game with my girlfriend.
Taking just a couple turns, I've already cleared her side of cards and attacking her life points.
The values on the cards are in the single digits.
...
Later I'm playing a mid-generation Pokemon game.
Looks like it might have been DS or 3DS era, with animated 2D sprites.
I'm controlling a Magneton, except it is made from four Magnemites instead of the usual three.
I use an attack called Tetraelectro Blast or something similar.
The animation has four distinct stages with accompanying sound.
Basically, it looks accurate to the games.
...
I'm in a Yu-Gi-Oh duel with someone in a large empty warehouse.
The atmosphere is dark and foreboding.
We have fully 3D virtual monsters, like in the show.
My opponent has summoned the Blue-Eyes Ultimate Dragon.
But it is multiplying. Four heads. Five heads. Six heads...
It's the Blue-Eyes Ultimate Hydra now.
The entire warehouse is filled with the oppressively huge heads and necks of the monster.
This monster gets so comically large that I'm nearly trapped by the slithering necks moving around me.
I see a light on my left side. I duck by one of the snaking necks and escape.


The Blue-Eyes Ultimate Hydra. Made with Bing Image Creator AI.

False Awakening:

I wake up and start telling my girlfriend about the Blue-Eyes Ultimate Hydra.
She has put a couple Monster Energy drinks on the foot of the bed for me.
My room is perfectly rendered, down to the real-life detail that my girlfriend is up early for an important work meeting.
I go over to the bathroom and look in the mirror.
I see that my eyes are large and white, with the pupils faded like a blind person's.
I start to freak out and wonder what is wrong!
The eyes correct themselves after I blink a few times.

I was in an empty gray museum room talking to a guy about if height is really a factor in wether shorts look good on someone or not.

I was walking in a parking lot. I was about to do one of my routine reality checks.

[COLOR="#EE82EE"]2 fragments -1
rcs -2
breif medietation-0.5
total-3.5
comp total-12.5[/COLOR]

WBTB attempt:
I went to sleep around midnight and then woke up at 4:30am. I went out to my livingroom and sat with the lights very dimmed as I worked on waking up my mind. I didn't move around much to keep my body from waking up too much. Went back to sleep at 5:00am - unfortunately no lucids but these following dreams were fairly bright.

Dream 1

I was walking by a bunch of very small stores side by side like a strip mall. Looking in through the windows I notice that they all seem to be mainly selling books, one store sold magazines.

The owner of the magazine store was walking with me and I was going to show her my store which was maybe 5 stores down from hers.

As we are walking I suddenly know that these stores have very cheap leases. I now begin to wonder if some of these stores are personal libraries of some people and not stores at all.

We reach the door of my store, there is a finger scanner I use to unlock the door. But then I notice there’s another scanner beneath it. The second scanner appears to unlock the door via a ‘jawprint scanner’ that a dog bites into with a small enclave going into the wall for a dog to stick its snout into to bite on for identification.

As I’m looking at this weird second scanner I notice there’s drool on it, so a dog (my dog?) must have used it to unlock the door recently.

My shop is also full of books, we end up having coffee at a small glass table out front of the shop. Before we went out I grabbed some paper towels to clean up the dog jaw scanner.

Dream 2

It’s night out and I’m a floating perspective coming down into a parking lot. My view is zooming into one of the many cars there which I am to understand is mine, it’s not the same as my waking life car.

A van hurriedly drives beside my car and someone gets out and crouches by the front bumper and does something then quickly jumps back into the van, the person was dressed in black with a ski mask on.

There was an old man parked on the other side of my car, we were parked nose to nose. He seemed to be living out of his truck as it had all sorts of trinkets and really random items in it.

I’m no longer a floating perspective and I’m now looking at my bumper where the ski mask guy was. I can’t tell that anything was done to my car but I have the feeling that a RFID tag or something similar was applied to some part of my car in that area.

So I went over to the old guy in his truck to ask him if he may have seen what happened. He had a white scruffy beard and really well worn clothes, he had a beanie on his head.
I asked him if he saw what the guys did that pulled up a moment ago. He seemed really aloof and asked me to repeat myself a few times and sort of hinted at not seeing anything but it was hard getting any direct answers out of him.

He then gets a little more lucid and is proud to tell me that he has been scientifically tested and proven to be one of the least likely people to ‘say yes, to trying new things.’

[COLOR="#EE82EE"]I had woke up from some other dream I forgot, I was trying to get back to sleep for what felt like 30 minutes. I eventually found a comfortable position on my back. I was relaxed until I felt nervous for some reason.[/COLOR] I didn't try very hard to move, but I new I couldn't. For some reason I thought it must be an alien's fault. I then felt a prick in my breast, like there was a needle in it. I tried best to make my breathing look like I was asleep but I was probably failing miserably. I then remembered that sometimes people move in their sleep, so I rolled on the side it hadn't pricked yet. It managed to get the needle in my other breast, so I decided to open my eyes just a crack to see what it was doing, a black hand moved the syringe to my 4th breast and the needle went in. It filled up with a white liquid I assumed was milk. I shut my eyes for a few seconds, and I no longer felt the presence. I opened my eyes and sat up. There was a dishwasher like door in my wall, so I opened it. There was a plate with my milk, and a cow made of milk foam, morbid curiosity got the better of me, and I dipped my finger in the milk and licked it. It was like cow milk but creamier with more chunks. I puled the plate out and took a mouthful of foam. It tasted like when you an armpit, but somehow good.

[COLOR="#EE82EE"]I'm sorry if you read that,
anyways, I did a medium meditation before bed -1
It's a bit early in the day so ill write my rc score later - 2
remembered a full nld - 1
total- 4
comp total- 8 [/COLOR]

Dream 1

I’m in a FPS video game. The map is huge and it feels like a world-war scenario, sort of past mixed with modern. The dream rapidly goes from feeling like a video game to feeling like real life.

I have some sort of old school assault rifle, a sniper rifle and various grenades attached to my belt.

I work on my positioning carefully and pick off enemy soldiers at range. I switch between the short range and long range rifles often. Eventually I reach 15 kills.

My assault rifle is out of ammo and the sniper rifle takes a long time to load each bullet. My position is known and I’m inside of a small structure now, there are three viking-cannibal enemies coming for me with hatchets.


I frantically search myself for a sort of tank pipe bomb that I saw on my belt earlier as I run towards the corner they will be coming around from. I figure I could at least reach 18 kills if I take them out when they come around the corner, the building would be too small for me to survive the explosion no matter where I set it off.

The enemies pour around the corner right as I reach it, I hurl the explosive down at our feet and it goes off.

Dream 2 (Fragment)

I'm dismantling a video card to see why it's temperatures have been so high. It has two very tiny fans inside and a button between them to adjust how much power they use for faster speeds. It's very dusty in there too.

Dream 3 (Fragment)

I'm talking to someone when I realize I'm wearing a pink hat.

I was watching third person a horror movie. There are invisible worm/centipede type things that fly around and steal peoples memories. Like all of them. The dream shows a divorced mother and father and their young child in the backseat of a car, they are driving through a wooded area down a two lane road. The child is maybe 8 years old with long brown hair and a chubby face. The child starts babbling incoherently instead of talking as all their memories are stolen. Then the child forgets how to breathe and the mother has to lean over behind the seat and do CPR on her son.

The dream scene changes to a strange semi lucid (but not really lucid enough to count for the competition) scene. This scene is related to the previous scene.

I (Hade) am in a dark detective office with bluish-purple lighting. One of the first scenes shows I am in third person wearing a black trenchcoat with violet and silver embroidery. Something moves in the shadows. A monster is lurking around, it sort of looks like Venom from the Raimi spiderman movies, but with a small emaciated body. When the monster lunges out at me I take out a gun and begin shooting it in the torso over and over. This makes the monster recoil and does some amount of damage. After the first clip it is thrashing around on the floor blasted full of holes and leaking caustic blood. I load another magazine, knowing the last bullet in the clip is a rare silver/holy bullet capable of killing the monster. I count my shots, the gun holds 24 and I shoot the last bullet in the head, killing the monster.

...

I FA. I am in my childhood bedroom. The alarm clock (seemingly an ergonomic modern silver one I had as a kid) screen is broken into two sections, with the hour section on the side and the minutes section on the front. I see the time reads as 7:99. It then clicks over to 10:00.

I run to my computer and the dream scene shifts to modern day.

Meditation 2pt
NLD 2pt
going to do a drawing later, presently deciding which dream had the best imagery that would be most interesting to draw.

I was doing laundry when I heard something coming from down the hall, I tried to pull the door shut, but it was too late, whatever was on the other side pushed it open. I stared at the doorway, terrified as the door slowly swung open. In the hall was a bucket, colored in Lowe's signature blue. I was pretty relived at first, but I remembered some old guy telling me that if I ever come across a bucket like that, it can't kill me unless I can't see it. I then set the bucket down so it'd always be in my peripherals. I pulled some dirty laundry out of the basket and put it in the machine. Not even one load and I was already sick of the anxiety of having to keep the bucket in my sight, so I started thinking that maybe I could make the bucket go after someone else. I grabbed it, and took it into the back yard where my father sat in his truck. He was the closest person but I really didn't want him to die, and then I realize that even if the bucket kills him it's just going to go after me again. I walked back to the door, and started absentmindedly ripping the bucket apart as if it was made of paper. I sat on the porch and my spirits fell as the pieces tumbled back and used to the piece I was still holding onto. I then walked to the tool shed, it has a few flights of stairs going into a basement, so I got an idea. I threw the bucket, and while it rolled down the stairs I slammed the door shut and locked it. I was going to begin celebrating.

[COLOR="#EE82EE"]I rolled over and went back to sleep.[/COLOR],

I was in a room which was best described as the inside of lord Jabu Jabu. I walked past a counter with a few hand sized beetles, and I walked up a slope, and I saw a button. I walked on it, and I suddenly turned purple and saw a HP bar rapidly draining, so I ran to the beetles. I talked to some beetles who were useless, until I saw some golden beetle who said he could cure me. I then get a view of myself in a dentist like chair with deep scratches down my face, and a second later I'm back on my feet with only a few scars. I start walking away.

[COLOR="#EE82EE"]Did a couple good rcs today - 1
remember 2 full nlds - 2
3 dj comments- 1
total- 4 [/COLOR]

I've been having trouble falling asleep lately, and it took forty minutes to drift off at 11:51 last night. (Before, I could fall asleep in 5 minutes flat! ) I meditated a bit before bed though.

Dream #1 (Non-Lucid):
My Fitbit had powers. I got them from some deity guy, and I had the option of choosing between time control, energy manipulation, luck, et cetera. I chose energy manipulation but later was able to use all three.

My mom and I were wandering around at night when we stumbled upon a dead body. Two men, presumably the killers, leapt out of the darkness to eliminate us. A ninja kid we'd met earlier was about to save us, but before he could I slapped a hand on the first man's chest, killing him instantly, and shot the other with an energy bullet. I complained to my mom about something and then we went home.

Outside my neighborhood was a little girl, pointing out her drug-addict, club-junky dad. But she said that the one she considered her real dad was her grandpa, who was standing in front of a distant house looking respectable.

Later I made a friend and went to her house. We made a whole dance and talked about our upcoming birthdays, and played a game on her Playstation that was somehow related to dogs. You would receive a "happy code" on your phone, memorize it, and get 20 seconds to select the corresponding amount of planks on the screen. I offered to show her my Fitbit powers, and when I lost I rewound time by stepping backwards and watching the game play itself backwards. (Good practice even if it was non-lucid dream control.)

"I just rewound time because I lost the game!" I told her when I was done. "Now watch me destroy this thing!"

In the end the happy code was different and I lost again. Her mom came home soon after, and for some reason I was afraid she would hit me. But she was friendly and apologized that we had to sit on the floor, her husband chiming in that using a Playstation on the ground was no better than an iPad. I awkwardly assured them that it was fine and I was used to it.

Suddenly my Fitbit powered off from overuse and I woke up, checking it in real life. Of course it was fine, and the time was 5:53. I wrote down my dream and went back to sleep.


Dream #2 (Non-Lucid):
In this dream I was a 20-something year old guy and had to watch an 8th grade kid because he was addicted to swimming in rivers. He had been born in a car in his neighborhood during a flood, and ended up falling into the water. If it weren't for the umbilical cord he would've drowned, but for some reason he was very stubborn about being retrieved. Ever since then, he'd taken every chance possible to run out of the house and swim in a river. His mother was incredibly worried and overprotective of him.

We took a walk around the neighborhood and he complained that his mom didn't even recognize his progress. He could control his impulses now, to an extent, and he was able to make it through the entire winter without swimming outside! But his mom never congratulated him, instead going on and on about his relapses. I acknowledged him and gave him some good advice that I can't remember.

Later we were in his basement when a man named Karui broke in and started fighting me. He feigned giving up and hugging me but in reality he had smeared poison on the back of my neck. My vision went blurry but almost immediately my brain forgot about it and I was fine.

It was revealed that Karui (who was also in his twenties) wanted to get with the 8th grader and had taken thousands of pictures of him and others kids. A lot of them were surprisingly aesthetic, one catching a moment where the light shone in such a way that it looked like the kid was surrounded by butterflies. A lot of them featured accessories, and Karui himself had an earring and hat on. I woke up without warning around 8:00 and wrote down the dream.


Dream #3 (Non-Lucid):
This dream continued right where the last left off. For some reason I decided that Karui wasn't much of a threat and left them alone in the basement. But when I checked on them a few minutes later, he was pressuring the kid to be his boyfriend. I immediately threw him to the ground and asked my friend (A) if I should kill him. She said no, so I slashed him up with a katana instead. A cut on his neck, leg, arm, et cetera.

Suddenly there was a flashback to Karui at 16 in high school, but he was named Jason back then. He'd murdered eight people but was allowed to stay enrolled because his parents were filthy rich. A girl in his grade had seen him commit the crime but decided not to tell.

They were in Art class and had to draw self-portraits. Jason was sitting in the front row in the leftmost seat, and next to him was a mirror. On the mirror was a drawing of himself, which for some reason deeply disturbed him. The girl took a picture of him and sent it to him, saying he looked afraid. He traced it for his self-portrait. Everyone else had to use their phone cameras to draw themselves.

A few minutes later his seat turned into a rocking chair and his teacher quizzed him on plant names, which he was able to answer perfectly. Everyone applauded, seeming to forget the rumor that he was a mass murderer. He surrounded his drawing by plants, and the teacher commented on the fact that almost everybody drew themselves with accessories instead of exactly how they were at this very moment.

A woman found out about his crime, but the school and the girl taped her butthole so she couldn't tell. (Idk man...) But she managed to escape through the chimney and remove it, plotting her revenge.


Dream #4 (Non-Lucid):
Not sure when this dream happened, but I was skipping through a neighborhood similar to my own. Gravity wasn't working properly, and I was having a lot of fun gliding with each step I took. I even thought, "Wow, this is like a lucid dream." I ended up bumping into someone and suddenly turned into a Chinese American girl, apologizing quickly before running away. The girl's mom wanted her to always speak in Chinese, but she didn't listen because obviously few people would understand her.


Dream #5 (Fragment, Non-Lucid):
I was showing someone my dream journal and found a dream recorded in comic format. I was confused because that would take a lot more effort than simply writing it down, but I went along with it as if I remembered making the entry.


Pretty disappointed I didn't get lucid, since I had two LDs the night before TvT Welp, here're some drawings:


Points:
Meditation (Brief) - ½ point
WBTB - 2 points
Remember a Non-Lucid Fragment - ½ point
Remember a Full Non-Lucid Dream (x4) - 4 points
Hand-drawn artwork: 2 points
Comp total: 9 points

I was planning on a WBTB tonight but ended up cancelling when I got to sleep too late.

Dream 1

I'm in my childhood home in Pennsylvania. I look out the bedroom window to see that Zoë just parked in the driveway and some other dark Honda or Hyundai parks there as well.

The interior of the house doesn’t resemble the house I know at all. Zoë enters the room and is explaining to Tami and me about how her car has been weird recently. She says all the doors can open fine but if she opens the trunk while she's dreaming it wakes her up.

A sort of cutscene shows me testing out opening the trunk and it sends me to France. Then I'm at the car again and I close the trunk and re-open it again. Now I see these magnetic balls repelling each other repeatedly.


Now I'm back in the room with Zoë and Tami, I tell Zoe that when I open the trunk of her car it doesn't wake me up from my dreams, rather it causes weird things to happen. We’re perplexed by this. (How didn’t I get lucid here!)

Dream 2 (Fragment)

I'm playing with this putty-like-material. I learn that if I drag it repeatedly across the same spot on a fabric that it cuts through it. I think it's strongly acidic. I cut some different fabrics with it. The lines from the cuts are very clean.

Airport Anime:

I'm at the airport, looking at myself in the mirror.
I'm wearing three layers, t-shirt, hoody, and a large white jacket.
I think about about how the jacket makes me look a lot bigger than I am, like an anime character.
My Grandma P shows up, we are traveling together.
We sit down at a table near our gate and she has some food ready.
There is a brief interaction with another flier but I can't remember it.

Support:

I'm in my childhood home in my old bedroom that I shared with my brother. The one with the wide window.
The headset looks complex, with an irregular shape and jagged plastic pieces.
I'm wondering how anyone understands how such a piece of technology works.
My brother is here now.
There is something wrong with the device and he is on the phone with tech support.
They tell him to solder a section at the bottom.
My brother says he already tried that, and the tech support guy says it is risky for hardware costing some $800.
He tries it anyway, and that causes the screen to flicker. The device was now a face down computer monitor.
My brother stands up the monitor, a success.
I see a desert-themed World of Warcraft zone, maybe Orgrimmar.
I remark that it is strange that he was working on live hardware.
...
I'm in Orgrimmar in World of Warcraft, in travel form.
I'm playing in a bit of a nostalgic way, not really trying to get good gear or anything, just visiting old places.
My brother is here now. I'm showing him "the places where parts of me died".
The first one is at a restaurant, where I supposedly used to work. I show him exactly the place I stood when part of me died.
We leave the restaurant and my brother goes on ahead down an orange section of spiral rocks to the left.
I notice a yellow "!" for a quest to the right and I go to do it.
The quest giver is a human priest, wanting me to heal some warriors fighting nearby.
It's a cookie cutter quest, so it was easy. The combat was scripted such that my spell would always heal the warriors at the last moment, allowing them to win.
Then there is a follow-up, where I have to shoot a bow and arrow in first person through some rings, matching the number of rings the quest giver's arrow goes through.
I get this one on the second try.

Fragment:

I'm at my current home, hosting a party. My friend D shows up, and has a suitcase.
Then M & A from the Tots, also with suitcases. And a few others yet.
M makes a comment that he hates the game "Apples to Apples".

Winter Competition 2024 Night 1

Fragment: In a clothes shop, I am talking to someone - either a shop assistant or a fried - about ready-to-wear and designer clothes. I say I prefer RTW over high-end labels. Meanwhile I'm looking for a gift for my mum - I want to choose some nice clothes for her. Curiously the clothing racks are all empty and I can only see two in the whole (large) shop - though I'm not conscious of this at all in my dream. The shop is gently lit with pinkish-gold light from side lamps for a comfortable atmosphere. The floor is of smooth, square, cream-white tiles polished to a shine, and the walls are a pinkish/rose gold colour.

Went to bed at 10:58 PM. Lucid attempt FAILED since I fell asleep.
Awoke at 5:30 AM.

Was playing KSP. At some saturn-like planet not in the stock game (though I think a mod adds a planet like this). Theres a big umber brown moon with an atmosphere and a smaller pink and cyan icy looking one I am trying to land on. The lander I am using (for some unholy reason) has a useless girder section in the middle holding the solar panels. Controlling it is pretty difficult but I get it done.

There is another segment of the dream where I am doing orbital transfers. I have a bunch of satellites in low equatorial orbits around the icy planet. All the orbits get broken due to a glitch and turn red (not something that happens in KSP) and warn me they will crash into the planet. I try to switch to them but when firing the engine the orbit doesnt change.

WTH i'll draw it for a few extra points.



NLD 1pt
Drawing 2pt
Meditaiton 2pt
RCs 0.5pt

I was walking down a sidewalk on a sunny day. It was a pretty neighborhood where people took care of their houses and yards. I looked at a palm tree next to a rust colored roof as I walked around the corner.

I was looking at some mountains while deep in thought. I was making up a scenario where there were zombies in the mountains while I pulled the thorn off a rose bush and pushed it through the stalk. I was then ejected from my imagination when I pricked my finger on a different thorn. I walked down the sidewalk and saw a trailer attached to a truck, there were two guys in lawn chairs talking, so i decided to join them. there was a third lawn chair, but it was very close to the edge. I sat in it for a few seconds, but I kept feeling like I'd fall off the trailer, so I got up and was about to sit on the floor when one of them asked me if I'd like to be a contractor. I then climbed into the driver side window of the truck. I pushed the gas pedal and went down the street a bit, I thought the seat was a bit far though, so I looked for a button to adjust it. There were at least fifty buttons on the dashboard, so I asked the guy next to me about it, and he pointed to what appeared to be fast forward and rewind buttons.

Fragment: I am inside a certain (named) church with some family, looking at some old coloured maps of it. The interior reminds me of a regency building from a period drama, the walls are freshly painted white and I can see in the corner of my eye an antique-style sofa with green upholstery. The exterior is like a Greek temple with columns (the front at least) - which actually looks a lot like said church in real life. Which is surprising since I have never been there. I look back at my sister and it seems we are both wearing regency dresses. Looking out from the entrance at the side of the porch, the church is surrounded by green fields as far as the eye can see. They look like they've never been weeded or mown, the grass is growing up tall and I see many clovers popping up amid the grass. The field is dewy and a light mist obscures the view further out. The weather is fresh and chill, and we are leaving.
Maybe this is because I watched Sense and Sensibility recently?

Dream (this is also quite vague and fragmented):
I am inside the school common room. The space feels much more enclosed and cosy than it is in real life. It feels warm and welcoming. I am sitting working on something when I get up and go outside. Outside the school is a wide grassy field, much like the one described above - except there are trees here, too.

There is a high wooden table standing on the grass where two of my friends sit on tall chairs. One is a real friend of mine but the other I don't know - a dark-skinned boy with dark straight hair. They are talking over (I think) her current sewing project, and I mention that I do some sewing, too. We show each other some photos of our work and talk for a while longer.

After some time I begin to feel like I'm being called - there's somewhere else I need to be. Then I remember - I've got to go now. I take my phone and rush away from my friends but leave my bag behind on my seat.

Next thing I remember, I'm boarding a plane, though I only remember seeing it from the inside. The plane is very long. The low light level compounded with the grey-black carpet, upholstery and even walls make the interior extremely dim. I hurry past rows of seats (all facing to the front of the plane) until I reach in the middle of the plane two rows of fold-up seats facing one another. All the rows behind are also facing the front of the plane - only these two are strange.

A music teacher is standing in the aisle telling some other students where to sit. She mentions my stranger friend (who is not with me) and says there is room for him, too, pointing to where I am standing in the backwards row. Then she tells me to sit down. I hurriedly fold down the seat nearest the aisle and sit, clutching the edges of the seat for balance - since there are neither armrests nor seatbelt. I feel uneasy. My friend hasn't arrived yet and the plane is about to take off. Then a real-life memory comes through: I remember that my phone has only 30%, it won't last long and I've forgotten my bag and portable charger. Frantically I tell the teacher about my bag, but she turns away and ignores me. I jump up and am about to turn and run out of the plane to get my things. But...

I glance to the side and am shocked to see trees rushing past the window, blurred. The plane is already racing through the field and I didn't feel a thing. It tilts up, about to take off.

Went to bed at 11:14 PM; began lucid attempt at 11:37 PM. Lucid FAILED and woke at 6:20 AM.