non-lucid

Last night I had a dream that I had some kind of disease that affected my liver.

Dream - Lucid

I felt myself falling asleep. I sat up out of my body, and went over to the other side of the bed. I looked around my dark bedroom, and then, decided to look at myself. My body was there, on its back (I fell asleep on my back), peacefully asleep, much different from the last time I had one of these experiences (last time my body was tense and afraid, eyes wide open and terrified). My body wasn't under the covers.

I went up to my body and stroked its hair, and said
"You are beautiful."

Then, I was in a room with Brett, my first long-term boyfriend that I dated in high school. I wanted to fly with him, since he was there with me. I grabbed his hand, and he said something, though I can't remember what; something along the lines of "what's going on?" or "where are we going?" I said back to him, trying to carefully choose my words,
"This is a lucid dream!"
He responded
"Oh right, a lucid dream," like he was agreeing with me that it was, indeed, a lucid dream.
I thought about whether or not he was a DC or an entity, since most of my DCs give me a blank, stupid stare or just outright deny that it's a dream when I call attention to the fact that I'm dreaming.

We then flew up into the sky, where either the sun was setting or the sky just had those sunsetty colors in it. I remember vividly feeling Brett's hand inside mine. We talked as we flew, but I can't remember what about. I then looked up and saw a starlit night sky and a beautiful, vivid red galaxy. I pointed it out to Brett. I thought about how this was the first time I had been able to fly with anyone hand-in-hand. I've tried before, but the person "weighed" me down, or someone else took me up to fly, and while we were ascending, I'd wake up.

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I was in some mountain river or stream or something. This dream occurred during both the night and the day. This guy I went to high school with, Jason L., kept pushing me down into the flowing body of water, onto the rocks, etc., saying things to me as he did so. I don't remember what it had to do with, but it had some sort of purpose. I then remember seeing a body, not sure if it was mine, his, or someone else's altogether, but he/she busted their head on a rock, and bright red blood started to pour out. I started to freak out.

I remember talking to Jason L. civilly in this dream, and I remember trying to get out from under some rock and my vision kept shaking, like I was trying to get out from being stuck underneath a block in Minecraft.

There was a point where I became lucid again during this dream, but I quickly lost it.

There was more to this dream, but that's all I can really recall.

09.18.2012

Spread Your Legs Naruko Anjou (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Yeah, I grabbed you with the title huh....alright..

Spoiler for 18+:

There's an anime girl with short light brown hair, or maybe orange-brown hair (?), and she's in the spread eagle position, with her legs folded upwards, like this:

M

And by the looks of it, she resembles Naruko Anjou.

It seems she's resting on a slope, and whatever it is, it's light blue, along with most of the area around area, so I'm presuming this is done at some kind of spacious shower. I don't know if I'm the one to command her, or if it's someone else, but something makes her cringe and twitch her eyes in shame, until she finally gives up and spreads her legs more.

Then a wooden penis appears on the bottom of her, and I think it's stuck on the floor. It seems the next command was for her to gently get on top of it, and slowly take it inside her asshole. After going through those facial expressions of being shy and all that, she gets every single inch of it in her.

Her vagina was soaked, maybe it was the water, or maybe she's climaxing from anal.

I can't remember anything else from the dream, except that she probably got used to having the wooden penis stimulate her anally.

Oh, and no traces of scat....and that's always a good thing.

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09.18.2012

Don't Steal From Him (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm walking with my father, he tells me to not steal from somebody that will be coming into whatever house home is in this dream.

Why are you telling me this? Why would I want to steal--------oh wait, hold on, inb4blackstereotype.

I try to explain to him calmly on why I wouldn't want to steal from him or anyone, but he stops me mid-sentence and gives me this small lecture on what he values in his children.

By this time, I just thought, "Whatever man."

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09.18.2012

Car with External Audio (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

So I'm in a vehicle with my father and mother, and then we go into some parkway, a pretty small one that could accommodate a few vehicles that may be coming in all directions. There's this white vehicle that comes in on the right, and I see there's a couple inside. A man wearing a mid-tone blue dress shirt, and probably dark dress pants.

The environment is very bright and sunny, but I don't really feel much of the glare and heat hitting my skin, since the vehicle I'm in is probably has the A/C on. All of the seats in the vehicle I'm in are light gray.

The wife/girlfriend/escort/whoever is barely noticeable, I just had a feeling she was there. I think she had long blonde hair though. It seems my father and the guy coming in were at a gridlock, so the guy in the white vehicle activates an external speaker from his car, which kind of looks like a White Mustang.

I don't know where the voice box or sound system is coming from, and then my father starts responding to the man. From my perspective, my father had all of his windows closed in the vehicle, so how in the world does he think the man is going to hear him at all?

From where I was sitting, I could hear my father's voice bounce off the windows a bit, there's just no way the other guy is going to hear this. Surprisingly, the guy hears him just fine, still a little bothered by this, I continued to listen their conversation. I guess it started with trying to get someone to back up so the other person could park, since they're still at a gridlock.

I can't recall the exact words, but I did notice a gradual augmentation of anger coming from both parties. I'm just sitting there, absorbing all of this, and then finally, the guy in the white vehicle gets pissed, and leaves. I think he screams something at my father, but whatever it is, good riddance to that guy.

My father probably talks to my mother about what he thought of the whole situation, I just can't remember what he declared specifically. I look where the guy in the white vehicle was headed, because I was worried he might follow us or something to intimidate my father even more.

So I turned my head to the right, ignoring whatever it is my father and mother are professing, and I see the guy is trying to take a curve to the right behind some building, and then I see him come out the other side of it. I'm not sure if he still wanted to hang around that area on purpose, and that's all I can recall.

Organic Chem and Math Exam...you're GOING DOWN today.

This is one of the first times that a non-lucid dream has been so interesting to me. Usually they're boring things like being at school or playing a video game. Short as it was, I really enjoyed it.

It all started out with me piloting a mech, as you might have guessed. I think that it was third person, so it may have been a video game dream, though it did not look familiar. I was making my way down a desert road, with a large cliff to my left. About a quarter mile up, the road turned into a canyon in the side of the cliff.
A commander's voice told me that the enemy force would come out of the canyon. I made my way to the mouth of the canyon, and saw 3-5 tanks coming out of the canyon.
But these were not normal tanks; they walked on four small mechanical legs, and had missile silos instead of cannons. They had desert camo. They opened fire on me, but all of the shots missed.
I began to examine my own mech. It was a bipedal walker with three weapons; a machine gun on the left side, a missile launcher. The top had some kind of laser sniper cannon. It was kind of a dark-blue gray color.
I began firing back, favoring the missile launcher. More of the walking tanks came out of the canyon. I kept killing them, but I was getting overwhelmed.
"Snipers!" The commander hollered.
I looked up and saw another type of mech making its way along the canyon rim. Unlike the tanks that were slow and lumbering, these mechs were swift, with long, spidery legs and a huge sniper cannon. They had a bright red/orange coloration.
Shots hit all around me. One hit one of my mech's legs, and I limped over, immobilized. I looked up and fired my own sniper at one of the enemy snipers. He went limp, and the spidery machine fell into the canyon.
A second barrage, and my mech was hit in the cockpit. (This was third person.) I looked over to take out another sniper, but my weapons started malfunctioning and they all fired at once. I didn't kill another sniper. Then the walking tanks in the canyon fired all their missiles, and I think my mech failed entirely.

The dream cuts out at this point. I may have entered deep sleep and left the dream. I don't think I woke up.

I was at a party in Czech. Quite a few faces that I recognised. It was night and it was some kemp. People were smoking weed and drinking. I had some myself. Then I found myself paragliding... people were watching and the wind was really strong. It was pretty awesome.
Then I landed and had some more weed and food. There was food everywhere. We were all quite drunk, when suddenly a little gang came and was going to take their electronics, especially iPads. I had my phone and MacBook there too. I started shouting at those people and was going to fight with them. But my hands were really week and I couldn't punch them hard. My friends were the same, and they show me how weak their wrists were. I think they used some has on us. They took some iPads.
Then another group of 3 teenagers came, and I still had my computer and Lucas Zurcin's iPad that I was hiding behind me. I was ready to fight but still felt weak. Then I recognised one of them. It was young Danicek. I was yelling at him that if they take something I will come and kill him. They got scared and ran away. Lukas was pretty happy.

It was a winter time. I was skying down hill along some road. It was progressively getting from just snow and nothing but snow.... to a muddy frozen road. I was filming the whole skying experience. Not sure for what reason. Then when I got home I realised that we kept Tyrannosaurus rex as a pet at home. It didnt surprise me much. I know that during that hard winter we found frozen cow somewhere and we still kept it. So I told my mother that I will cut it in half with chain saw and feed the Rex with it. She thought it was a good idea. But then I found myself mixing a bowl with flat pasta and a bowl with some red sauce. It was also for the Rex and my mother was to show me how to feed it. She took a knot of the pasta and spilled table spoon of the red sauce on it. Then she threw it to the mouth of the rex that was behind a wooden fence. And I continued doing that as she showed me.

I was at home back in Czech. It was evening and there was quite a few people in the house. It seemed that some family with kids came to visit us. I had my ex Barbara coming to visit me later. When she came, there was a little girl sleeping in my room. I think it was my cousin's daughter. I was thinking of how to get her out.
Then I managed to move her to my mothers bedroom, but later when I went to check her, I saw her swinging hands around with eyes half open. I thought she was dreaming about flying. I went back to Barbara and she was little upset. I told her that she can stay in my room. She was suspicious but agreed and told me that she had to go home for something.

When she returned, I found her in my room kneeling, facing away from me. I was amazed by her long red hair. It was truly amazing. At some point we started cuddling and I was wondering whether she was still with her boyfriend..... thats all I remember.

I was upstairs in my cousin's (I recognize him as my cousin, but his face is my neighbor's face) bedroom with my brother. We were both sitting on the bed, facing the door. My brother was sitting at the end of the bed while I sat at the head. We watched as our cousin got to the second floor. He sees us but just turned away and walked in to his brother's room. I see his brother and his girlfriend in the room, they were hugging. The door closed behind them. --- I was outside at what seems to be the walkway to apartment rooms. Trees, bushes and flowers were around me and it felt really peaceful. While I was walking, I felt like I was wrapped in a heavy blanket. My dad appeared walking in front of me and was surprised that I was out of the house. --- I started watching ShayCarl's videos again, and noticed that he looked somewhat different.

09/17/2012
12AM-10AM

I woke up a good 3 hours before I needed to and summoned the energy to write down a dream fragment. Unfortunately, some of the writing is illegible, and I'm incapable of gaining any information from certain parts of it. Recall is becoming interesting. I need to use "awaken from the dream" more often throughout the day.

The last complete fragment I remember is of riding a motorcycle in a race attempting to prove myself against a few other slow-moving parades in the georgetown area. This fragment combined the recent viewing of motorcycle diaries with riding my bike with no hands. As I tried to go handless, I slid out of control. I thought this was at the expense of the entire race, but I managed to get back int the front and win the thing.

Before that, I know I was in a large house setting remarking upon a mild lucidity to the extent that I was calling myself a sill human for thinking so boldly that I could completely craft my dream environment. I tried to force move a mason jar to no avail. I also remember watching a few people walk incredibly close to a roller coaster which I anticipated them colliding with. I believe they gave the voyagers a high five though. The last decipherable comment is campaign balloons, and I vaguely recall the celebration of a democratic candidate winning. Nonetheless, I'm excited to go to sleep.

This dream started out with my wife and I walking along the grass. We were in some kind of park, but a nice park that was connected to a city hall. There was an open field, but also a section full of semented water falls and pools of decoration. For some reason or another, my wife wasn't wearing a shirt- and started playing in the water. I was off about fifty feet on the cement, standing on a slab next to the city hall watching in awe.
I began hearing people talking, wondering what she was doing in the water. They kept going, and going... I was suprised at how many people gave a crap that she was in the water. Didn't they have more important things to talk about? lol.
I walked up to her and got in the fountain pool to back her up. No harm done, except maybe to our skin because of the chlorine. Shortly after we were joined by a few others that noticed it looked fun, and in no time we had a small crowd of fountain swimmers to mingle with. My family actually showed up and took a dip. They were on their way to Bible study in the park, and we decided to go with them.
The study didn't start for a good hour, and my mom reminded me that I had an eye doctor's appointment to be at right now. So we hurried down the street to a new doctors office. They were still renovating and moving things around. My mom seemed so conserned today that I might lose my ability to see color, and she went on and on about how nervous she was about it.
"Mom... Mom. Calm down, I can see fine. I can see colors fine, Mom. Red, blue, yellow green, their fine." I said trying to reassure her. I went in to the doctor and asked if we could get some type of test on my visual ability to see color. He was cool with that, and we did a couple tests. He said something a couple times that gave me the impression he was being rude, but every time in a few moments I noticed he meant something else entirely. The appointment was concluded and it was time to hurry back on over to the park. I remember I had a talk with my dad about my two brothers, I'm not sure what it was about though. We got back to the park and saw the studying pastor. I don't remember much after this point, but I do remember feeling strange and unnequiped, I didn't have a Bible.

I was in the lunch line at school and some noise was made when trying to order my lunch, so I raged and threw it on the floor. They then got the princible to come get me. She told me to follow her. As I was following her, I made a joke and a couple people laughed. I came back and apalogized to the lunch lady, and I got a new lunch.

There was another dream where I was with a couple people I don't know at the movies. I don't remember what the movie was.

I was at school, in the clinic. I was checking my sugar. Then I realised I was right next to a mentally retarted person. I was not listening to the nurse, so she came over to me for setting a bad example for him. I talked back, then I woke up.

This is my first entry and I plan to post daily. These entries will be edited versions of my personal copy, for privacy reasons. I'm posting to share my experiences and experiments, to contribute to the community and to create a back-up for all my dreams in case my computer ever crashes, .

After reading this sticky, my recall improved dramatically. I woke up and before I started writing, I just lied in bed and thought about my dreams, in an attempt to clarify them. After about 30-60 seconds of that, I started typing on my laptop next to my bed. All I wrote were tags; single words or short phrases. I went back to sleep and repeated these steps when I woke again. I 'fleshed out' the tags periodically throughout the day; between classes and so on. The tags I jotted down when I first woke up allowed me to recall entire dreams later on in the day.

Also! An exciting thing to add regarding Dream Cartography/Mapping. When I first woke up, I seemed to be able to trigger more detailed memories of the dream during times of recall-struggle, by focusing on an environmental detail, such as lighting or room dimensions. I remember trying to focus on how the room was designed, and it immediately brought forth memories of events, emotions and so on.

Note: I don't particularly subscribe to the notion of literally mapping out a 'dreamworld'. I'm not taking a stance one way or the other, but I want to emphasize that in my DJ, when I speak of Dream Cartography/Dream Mapping, I am not using the premise that static dream 'worlds' exist, in our minds or external to our minds. When I speak of Dream Cartography/Dream Mapping, I am merely using it as a different modality of dream description, in addition to the emphasized description of events and social interactions.

Locations: old childhood apartment. old friend's house, drove down a rainy street, old friend of parents' house.

3 scene changes Tags: old apmt with mom. Night. Sneaking sammiches from kitchen. Went into old room. Ex. Slept over? Just friends;not even that. REASON we're seeing each other. Money? Not in love anymore. Woke up, my room but old friend's house. Ex's mom wanted the room. Ex showered. Missed her or missed relationship. She had to go. She left. Old friend's living room. Talking with ex's parents. Teasing about getting in trouble about school money? Overall, nice. I left, drove. Street was rainy, sorta busy. In kitchen, old friend of parents' house. Dad and M there. Explaining experience of old aparment, old friend's house. Had little keychain revolver. Dad and i talking bout how many chambers it had. 5 or 6? M talkin about writing papers back in the day?

Full written: I was in old apartment. It was night outside and the only other person in the apartment was my mother. I went into the kitchen and noticed there was plenty of food in the cupboards ad fridge. I snuck two sandwhiches out of the fridge that I knew were my mom's. I went into my old room. My ex-girlfriend was there. I think she slept over and we slept all night. We woke up the next morning. We weren't in a relationship in the dream. We didn't love each other anymore. I forget the reason we were sleeping over together. She was getting ready to leave for work or school.
Even though the room we were in was still my old room, I sensed that we were in my old friend's house now. Ex was rushing because her mom wanted us out of the room, I think because her mom wanted to sleep in it. I think, in the dream, I kind of missed her and wished we were back together but I also acted like I didn't care that we weren't together anymore. Eventually she left. I went into the living room, which was my old friend's living room. Ex's parents were there. I think we were handling some sort of business but I forget what it was. They were sort of teasing me (in a midly mean way) about having money troubles with the organization that funds my education. Eventually I think they were nice though, then I eventually left. I went into a 3rd-person perspective, while watching a car (I think I was driving) turn onto a grey, rainy street and drive away.
Suddenly, I was in the kitchen of an old friend of my parents', that they or I don't see anymore. I was sitting at the table, with my father next to me and with Mike, the old friend, next to him. I think I was describing all that happened while I was with my ex. While I was telling the story, I was playing with a small keychain toy, which was a silver revolver gun. It was small and metal. It had 5 or 6 chambers and we my father and I were debating whether it was 5 or 6. It was confusing because there was a screw near one of the chambers.
Really vague memory of the friend, M, talking about writing papers a long time ago.

Tags: At work, conference room, going under overpass.

FW: Vague memory of being in a conference room at a workplace. Then another memory of driving under an overpass on a highway.

Tags: In dorm room. Composition of many rooms or new room? Inconsiderate roommate. Crowds my space. Takes pillow. Wears diapers. Smells bad. Uses bathroom constatly. Wasnt old enough to be in college. Dorm room was big and had many room. Was dark and had wood walls. He invited 2 friends over. Were jerks. One looked like my cousin D? Tried being friends with roommate. Kept being jerk. I followed one into other room. Asked him if he was old enough to be in college he said no. Told him leave. He said no. Took a knife to his throat and threatned to kill him if he didnt leave. Told his brother that id kill him if he didnt leave too. He played on my laptop.

FW: I was in a dorm room, but it had 2 rooms and a bathroom. I've never been in this place in RL. I was trying to go to sleep on this bed but my roommate (don't have a roommate in RL) lied down next to me in the same bed and was crowding me (didn't find it strange we were sharing the same bed). I was annoyed so I got up to use the bathroom. While I was up, he took my pillow and was using both pillows. I think he was going to and from the bathroom and was wearing diapers, and he also smelled bad. He didn't seem old enough to be in college. He invited two friends over, even though it was the middle of the night. They looked like kids too. One of them looked like my cousin, D. His friends were inconsiderate aswell. One of them was using my laptop without permission. One got up to go into the kitchen so I followed him. I asked him if he was old enough to be in college and he said no. I started yelling at him to get out. He wouldn't so I pulled a knife out, threw him to the floor and held the knife to his throat. I kept threatening to slit his throat. I remember knowing that I didn't have the courage to actually kill him. I remember seeing the veins on his neck pulse blue and red. I think his brother (the other friend who my roommate invited over) and my roommate came into the kitchen, and I kept threatening them that I'll kill him.

Tags: Parents wake me up in my room. Ask to drive brother to school soon. Coffeetable in my room. Kept trying to look into my room.said illl drive him there but i cant pick him up cause ill still be at school.

FW: I was in my room and parents knock on door. They ask me to drive my brother to school soon. They kept trying to look into my room so I kept slightly closed the door so they couldn't see, just to bug them. I said I could drive them there but that I couldn't pick him up after school, because I'll still be in class.

Tags: I was a child at our old house. In living room. Had that old huge pillow. I was in trouble,did something wrong, but was somehow morally justified. Mom trying to 'apologize', by offering ice cream and treats. Dad was mad. Mom went to go get a diff treat and gave it to my dad. Room was current living room now, dad dropped plate of food on the floor. I was startled awake.

FW: I was a child in our old house. I was in the living room. There was this huge brown pillow we used to have and it was there. I think I was trouble or that I did something wrong, but I think I was somehow morally justified in whatever I did. My mom was trying to 'apologize' or make things better by giving me ice cream and different sugary treats. My dad, however, was mad about whatever happened. When my mom went to go get another treat for me, she gave it to my dad to give to me. I was sitting on the living room floor. My dad walked up to me and deliberately dropped the plate on the floor. This startled me awake.

Once again I'm driving in north Austin. I appear to be on a road that parellels IH-35, possibly north Lamar the way it looked back in the early 90's. Brush and small trees line either side of the road and it almost has a rural feel despite being well inside the city.

I'm driving south along the road when I come upon a sidestreet that makes a T-intersection with the one I'm on and a lane curves into my lane to merge. Approaching the intersection I see a green pickup coming in from that lane and I speed up slightly to get ahead of the truck. Coming along side the truck I see the woman driving, an older woman with reddish hair. She sees me and speeds up to also get ahead.

I begin to become a little apprehensive as we are driving neck-and-neck along this two-lane road and the woman next to me is neither giving ground nor accelerating to get ahead of me. To keep both of us on the road I start crossing the yellow line into the opposing lane, thankfully devoid of traffic at this moment.

Without hint or warning the woman in the green truck slammed her vehicle into mine, forcing me off the road and into the small trees along the side. I look up to see her driving on but looking back at me with a winning grin. She looks like an odd mix between Cathy Bates and Bette Midler. She says something which I take to mean, "Better luck next time, catch me if you can!"

I'm angry but thankfully unhurt. My vehicle seems to be undamaged as I put it into reverse, confident my SUV can back up the small hill and get onto the road without difficulty. I put the vehicle into Drive and continue down the road where I can barely see her vehicle disappearing around a distant bend in the road.

Reaching the bend I look for the green truck but she has managed to elude me. Two other cars are now also on the road ahead of me having turned on from other streets. Passing the bedn I find I can go in two major directions and I pick the one I feel is more likely based on her speed. I'm still heading south when I come to another intersection. The road is visible for a long distance but the truck is gone. I find my hopes dwindling as I turn down a street that takes me slightly west, a road I've never ecplored before.

To my delight the road leads to a parking lot for a hidden park. Several acres of beautifully appointed land stretch out before me with lush trees and lawns. It truly is a hidden gem in the city, surrounded as it is by urban sprawl and developments of large neighborhoods.

To my left is a large pond, well-maintained and filled with plants. A few ducks call it home and seem to not mind people. In front of me, across the large lawn is a slight hill that leads into shadier areas of trees and dense growth clearly maintained as a place to feel a little more secluded from the open areas. A few people are scattered around walking peacefully and enjoying the serenity of the area.

To my right is a large white house with multiple levels and columns beneath a spacious deck overlooking the park. I suspect the owners are the ones who created this park as their property merges with the actual parkland.

I can't believe my luck in finding this place. Looking up to the treetops I can see the border between the park trees and the more scraggly ones that line a nearby neighborhood. This park seems to exist in a tiny valley between the road I was on and houses and business areas to the west. It's beautiful and as I walk out I think about bringing the kids to explore it soon.

Leaving the park I walk down a cruched-granite trail and past a gate that keeps the park animals inside during night hours and prevents most access. A small white maintenance shed is near the path though no people are near. To my right as I walk out I see a small bush with an odd-looking creature in it. Closer examination reveals the animal to be a small chihuahua perched on a branch as though it had been taking a nap. I pull out my phone so I can take a picture to show the DV-forum and attempt to take pictures but I am pressing the wrong button and nothing happens.

Realizing my error I push the correct button but now the animal is moving and making a meowing noise. I now see the animal as a small cat, and while it remains cute it is not particularly remarkable for a cat to be on a branch despite the bush being way too small to support the weight of such an animal. I put away my phone and continue on, knowing I will return soon with the kids.

I head on down the road but I can't recall now what happened next. :(

Non-dream Dream

Dream 1:

I am in a restaurant on a cruise ship. Each table has its own tv but the remotes work on random tv sets. I keep changing peoples channel.

Dream 2:

My wife and I are at a cabin in the woods. We go outside to take a walk. We get deep into the forest and I spot a bunch of gun lockers. Upon inspection they are full of not only guns, but fresh meat (hanging deer carcasses). This is very unsettling. It feels like we have been hiding and running from something for a long time and this is an ominous sign that they have found us again. There is nobody around and no sounds whatsoever. I test one of the guns in the locker and it is loaded.

We head back to the cabin and weird shit starts happening. People and images start popping up randomly. We had spotted a large structure out in the woods when we were walking earlier so we decide to go check it out and see if it has supplies. We get to the building and I tell my wife to wait outside while I look around. I go down some stairs into a dark room. There are more lockers here fully stocked with supplies and weapons. I begin gathering supplies but then I start hearing frightening noises coming from down the hall - like someone is being tortured. The more stuff I take the louder the noises get and the scary images start appearing again.

I get a very strong sense that the evil that is present in this building is closing in on me. I am very scared so I just grab a random box of guns and ammo and leave. On the way up the stairs I finally spot someone off to my left. There is a man at a work bench confused and banging things randomly. He doesn't seem to notice me. It hits me that these things (not quite human) aren't sure what their purpose is on earth although I know it is only a matter of time before they realize they are supposed to kill us.

I get outside and some cops are running into the building. They are not quite human either. I yell to them "he is down there and he is crazy" so they go after the guy by the stairs. Since they are also confused I am trying to convince them that I am not the target. I get back to my wife who has no idea what is going on and we start walking back. This is when we notice that there are hundreds of half dead humans (kind of like zombies) scattered around the forest - just standing there. We walk quickly through them to get back to the house. Some of them start attacking us but I fight them off.

We get back to the house and lock up. They arrive at our door and we arm ourselves. We hold them off for a while but one of them eventually gets in. A lot of glass is breaking. I get away briefly but I think I get caught eventually.

This is the first time I have woken up from a dream truly scared in about 20 years.