non-lucid

(This is a catch-up post. This dream took place on the night of August 22-23, 2012.)

Awake, Non-lucid, Lucid, [Commentary made while awake]

My mom and I are watching a play together. The play features a girl and a creepy, life-sized puppet that is designed to be a body double of her. I see that $OfficeBoss is there, watching the play with his family. Then, my mom and I go out to the parking lot and drive away in the same car together, even though we both have cars there. We can only start one of our cars, not the other one, because neither of us has the right key for that one.

I'm in the Phoenix, Arizona metro area on vacation, visiting my good friend, JM. I have my own car [which I never do when I go to visit him, because I always fly there and get rides around town with him and his friends - this should have been my first clue that I was dreaming, but it wasn't], and I'm driving east along the freeway, heading in the direction of JM's house. The scenery around me is incredibly beautiful and lush, with lots of desert plants.

JM and I are hanging out in a bar together, totally chilling out on a sofa. I'm drinking a beer that someone else abandoned on a table. We walk out of the bar, which is located in a shopping mall. As we're on our way out of the mall, we find another friend of ours, ET [a human - yes, those are his initials], in another of the mall's shops. I realize it's him when I hear his voice. A bunch of our friends are with us now. ET hugs everyone in the group (myself, JM, CF, and a couple of others), except for RD. RD doesn't want to be hugged, and uses her fingers to climb up the side of a door to get away from ET. ET tickles her on the small of her back instead.

I'm walking through a beautiful Arizona landscape of desert farms, and at this point, I finally realize that I'm dreaming. I focus on the fact that the guard dogs that many of the farms have cannot really hurt me when I'm in a dream. I run away from one of them by flying straight up, and then start flying over the lovely scenery, admiring it. Looking southwest, I can see downtown Phoenix, which has skyscrapers and a giant stone head with a big, wide-open mouth. Just after I've started flying, my alarm goes off and wakes me up.

09-04-12 -- I noted there was something about Railroad Tycoon bits in the dream, but I don't see anything in my notes to say what. I am on Hickory Drive, and am doing weird bird calls down near the end of the block. No idea why, but I am. The ground is shifting under my feet, and for some reason a couple of times birds have flown up my pants, which are very loose. Strange. Very strange.

I end up on the phone talking to Pat Q., and as we talk I find she is there with me and we are grabbing a bite of lunch. We're at some sort of snack stand and Pat has turned into Carolyn S. I'm trying to tell her about the weird bird calling bits, but she doesn't want to listen. I am given a bird whistle, but I can't seem to make it work, because it is slightly torn. I try even harder, starts to work very poorly.

The guy working at the snack stand in kind of insulted, though I try to compliment him on his stand. Carolyn has turned into an unidentified brunette movie star, and we're swimming in a swimming pool. They are trying to close the pool, but she refuses to get out of it. She is starting to come on to me, and wants us both to play with the shark cage that is in the water. As long as she wants me to, I'll swim with her.

The people trying to clear the pool remind me of my cancer [I have never had cancer], tell me she has had it too, and blame me for putting her in danger. They start to drain the pool while we are under the shark cage (which is also partly a giant mat), tipping it this way and that over our heads. They are trying to throw buckets of mud on us or worse, but we mostly manage to avoid them. I am near one guy and gal who are making comments, and I try to be nice to them, but I am still not getting out.

Another one starts to tell me that she hears the movie star left 15 minutes ago, and was being very smarmy about it. I start checking around the pool and find I am now alone, the sole one in trouble, and am starting to get quite ticked at the star. I get out and apologize to the staff for making it take longer than it had to, and leave.

09-15-2012 -- I'm at the Hickory house, where mom has me preparing some weird thing to help save a dying magic tree in the forest in the back yard. Seems to involve taking a furnace filter, placing a leaf from the tree when it was healthy on it, then pouring some kind of magical liquid over it. I wait for the liquid to soak in, then head into the backyard.

Making my way through the narrow forest paths, trying to find this dying magical tree, but at one point I bump into something, and drop the filter. The leaf falls off and into the bits of leaves, branches and so on, and I can't find it again. I just have to hope that it was absorbed enough into the filter to work. Eventually I manage to find the dying tree, and I use the filter on it. It comes back to life, and begins to produce a brilliant red fruit that actually gives off light, it is so bright.

Just wandering around, I walk around a bend in the trail, and find another dying magical tree, this one with a white fruit that is very, very dim. I grab a healthy leaf just under the tree and start running back to mom, hoping she has another filter and some more of the magic liquid. Mom does have the stuff needed, and doesn't mind me saving other trees, but she has some other errands she needs me to do first, so it takes some time to get back out to the tree.

The forest paths are beginning to look more and more video gamish, and I'm starting to have the knowledge in my head that there are either five or seven of these magical trees, each with a different color of fruit, and that I need to find as many as I can, but unfortunately by the time I get back to the white fruit tree, somebody has already claimed it. I start wandering down different forest paths trying to find some of the other ones.

As I continue along, things are shifting. Instead of a forest I seem to be wandering through some sort of industrial complex, and instead of trees I seem to be looking for some sort of weird mechanical eye-like light generator. Still have been the first to find one or two of them, and still looking for a couple that haven't been found yet. And when found and activated, each spills out a very bright, very colorful beam of light into the sky. The things are big, and not easily moved around, but every week they are in a different location, so sometimes there are traces of where they have been in past weeks, but they aren't there now.

I start out in a large warehouse-like building, but soon am checking in smaller and smaller buildings, large tool sheds, service bays, just smaller buildings, still looking for these things. I soon find myself in a large building that seems to be a cross between a flea market building and a large garage with multiple service bays. But I can't find any in here.

I move into another building, and think I finally find another one. There is a guy that is supposed to pay me a small amount, but he doesn't want to pay cash, and wants an easy way to get it taken care off. He wants an account number, but instead I pull out my payment card from Courier Express since I am no longer working for them, and tell him to use it, instead. He takes the card and agrees, asks me to give the information to a lady over there on the computer.

She has a laptop on a small table, and I sit down next to her. She is short, slim, has short brown hair, probably a small chest, but she is quite cute, kind of pixie-ish, and wearing a short mini skirt. As I am sitting next to her I am admiring her legs, and suddenly she is nude. I start with a little caressing, pull her on top of me, and move on to more fun. Soon we're both exhausted and laying on a sofa. I am considering resting a couple of minutes and doing everything again, when I wake up.

lol, my usual DJ is currently out of reach of my bed, so I'm writing this here

I dreamt that I went to a local sci-fi con to see the Ace Attorney movie. It was different from the real one. After I watched it, I went to this room where they were going to show it on a TV. When I got there, though, the actors for Phoenix and Edgeworth were outside. I shook hands with Phoenix, then tried to shake hands with Edgeworth but I put out the wrong hand and it was awkward. As I was walking inside, there were a few more actors along the wall. One was an old lady who had played Oldbag. Then there were 2 people who apparently had played Layton characters, and their actual faces were all deformed like Layton side characters tend to be. Their faces were all tiny and squished to the bottom of their round heads with no chins.

I finally got inside, it had already started and I looked to see a small TV behind me on the wall, plus a few rows of plastic chairs. Trying not to block it, I was going to try to find this girl I follow on tumblr. I saw her, then realized I'd never talked to her so she would have no idea who I was. I found a friend and sat down next to them, looked back up, and suddenly it was the actors putting on a live play about the movie. Someone from the audience disturbed them, and they worked it into the play somehow.

I left at some point and saw a girl sitting outside the room under a table, drawing on some paper that was on the ground. I'd met her before, so went over to talk to her. It was suddenly inside a dimly-lit but nice mall. She was sitting next to a pile of small packages wrapped in brown paper, and we were trying to figure out what they were for. I realized they were prizes for a draw. They all had names and the item that was inside written on them, and most of them were iPods. I looked and found a package for me, but it was an AA related item, possibly a bag.

sitting at bench asking all them questions lol to Luke on is it because i'm ugly hell na. just replied i was normal walking from school. we saw cheerleaders walkin past . then they went back to where they originally came from.

Dream - Lucid

I was at my house, in my kitchen. My great-grandparents, whom in waking life I've never met and are long dead, were coming into town, and MK was getting a...body transplant? She was getting her consciousness put into another body, though the exact reason why eludes me. I want to say she was very sick. I kept thinking about and trying to figure out how in the world they could do that.

Then, she was at my house in the kitchen with us, standing by the pantry, with her consciousness transplanted into another body. She looked almost exactly the same, only younger, more youthful. She also had straight bangs, which I don't know that she's ever had aside from when she was a child. She was wearing a blue and white striped sweater/shirt with dark blue jeans. Her outfit was really cute, like something she would actually wear.

She looked happy, content. It was good to see her like that.

Then, she walked over to the stove in the kitchen to get something. I saw her from behind. Her hair was very long, reaching the middle of her back; much longer than I've seen it in waking life. Actually, from the front, I had thought it looked quite short before she turned around.

I then was in the living room. My great-grandparents walked in. My mom and great-grandma hugged. Everyone seemed happy. They didn't look that old at all, not even as old as my grandparents are IWL. The great-grandma even had some black hair left; it wasn't all grey. She was wearing a white and red striped shirt, and her hair was very, very short. The great-grandpa was sitting in a chair by the fireplace. He had a white, long mustache and white, wispy hair, but he was bald on the top of his head. He was a little bigger, while my great-grandma was tall and thin. He sat there with his arms crossed.

I was then in some science center for kids, mimicking places like that I went as a child. I wanted to go down this long, dark tunnel, like I had as a child, because it was some kind of fun cave exhibit/tour. The tunnel was so dark, you could see absolutely nothing in front of you. I was standing at the entrance. I saw children running in and disappearing into the black, and started to run after them. Before I woke up, I thought that it may not be as fun because I'm older now, and I was gonna be the oldest person in there or something. That didn't stop me from going, however.

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I dreamed then that my mom was going to pick my great-grandparents up at the airport, and I wasn't sure whether or not I was going to go with her. I asked if she would be mad if I didn't. I don't remember what she said. She was then mad at my great-grandma for something. I then saw a flash of my pen pal's letter, saying he felt he was soon to die. Somehow, that connected with my mom being mad at my great-grandma. I felt her anger was irrational.

I was then looking in the fridge for something, in a kitchen that looked completely different from my own, when Jackie from That 70's Show said
"Good, now you can _________." (I can't remember exactly what she said there).
She then went on about Kelso. I had only been going in the fridge looking for something to eat. I decided to just let her think I was doing whatever she thought I was doing.

I then saw a photo of MK in her new body again. She was wearing the same clothes as in the last dream, and had the same hairstyle, but she was now wearing a cute black hat on too. She was at a restaurant, sitting at a booth. She was smiling.

First off, I wanna say that after two weeks, I can pretty confidently say that not fapping can greatly improve vividness and complexity of dreams!

Dream one, was waiting for the bus to school, it was abnormally bright, and I start talking to this guy who works in chicago but lives in the suburbs. And he was smoking a brier(a specific kind of pipe, that I probably dreamt about because it was in one of the stories I recently read in school). So he got on some random yellow bus that said something about Chicago, I believe that I just forgot about my own body and started just seeing the dream from his perspective. He had brown short hair, a snazzy tux, and come to think of it, looked a little like "Harvey" from "Suits". So yeah not much else happened, just went to chicago and the dream faded.

Then I had another dream about being at a golf course, everyone was smoking weed out of the briers (has no connection to me, never done any drugs before) but none of them actually seemed high. So they were all laying down on golf carts that weren't touching the ground, kinda looked like starwars speeders. So apparently these guys got the pipes from these notebooks that the golf course interns gave them. And there were tees in there too... So tons of nonsensical and I picked up on none of it. :/ But still was fun. Can't remember much else from that dream.

09.15.2012

Urge to Kill Myself (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm inside somewhere, and it feels like an apartment because everything is so enclosed and small. The surroundings inside are hard to recall exactly, all I know is that it had dark colors, and that it was mostly blurry. That's probably because I wasn't using my peripheral vision a lot.

My mother is inside with me, and I believe she's wearing a Black nightgown. I don't know why she needs to be here, but whatever it is, it doesn't seem to be anything positive at all. I can't recall the majority of our conversation, the interchanging emotions is too much to ignore to filter out what we were really saying to each other.

There's one part where I'm outside with her, maybe 3-5 feet away from the entrance to the same apartment or complex we were in a while ago. Again, I can't remember what she was telling me, but it was tempting enough for me to grab her collar, lift her up again, and with sporadic rage, I most likely yelled back as well.

It was like talking to a Chihuahua...all bark and no bite, but I don't understand why I would be so passive aggressive. We're back inside the apartment, or maybe I'm having trouble with the plot of where the scenes went first, and I see that she's just standing there, trying to be aggressive towards me, but all she's doing is yelling at me.

To see if she's just there to blabber and remain intolerant of anything I have to declare to her, I professed,

"I just want to kill myself!"

Wait...wait...wait...noo....you're supposed to say that$@%$

I stood still, waiting for her response, already formulating what she could be thinking right, which would be to tell my father what I would say. The tingling feeling in my head became stronger, and when she asked, "HUH!?!?!" it's like the vibrations getting even stronger than before.

To be honest, I wonder if this DC of my mother feeds off of my rage....

After she goes back with her jargon of yelling, I muffled out the auditory input somehow, and instead of fighting her back with yelling and threats, I decided to just calm down.

I thought about what my father would say if she told him this, but I didn't even care anymore.

This same moment is what confuses me, maybe I was lucid at this point, but it's so hard to tell.

Whatever it is that I do, I knew that any action contributing to these moments of spoteniety would be useless, and I continued to eradicate any urge to express rage towards my mother.

My intuition tells me the purpose of this dream is trying to portray my relationship between my parents. It's most likely my paranoia of what will happen next in the dream that keeps me on edge, when it's really just a dream.

It's useless to waste time portraying rage to dream characters that represent your parents....they're all fleeting dreams, what's the point in being angry at these imaginary figures in the first place. I also have another gut feeling that this also a sign of my daily annoyance of my dreams sustaining a vague intention of trying to give me a message, and I always assume it's random.

But at the same time, I can't even become analytical of them because I'm already set with this preconception that it's really just too random to apply conscious reasoning.

Maybe they're all random because as long as my annoyance in trying to maintain my discipline in recording these dreams, no matter how absurd or boring they may be, it will continue to be that way unless I change something.

So now what? Just let go of everything that I'm thinking?

I already know where I leads...even when I really do "let myself go" with not worrying too much on rationalization, because it's just ends up being shit, and it's really distracting me what I have to do in waking life, which is obviously just to make sure I don't end up in the soils of the earth too early.

Bleh. "Soils of the earth" lol, I must be crazy.

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On a random note,

I listened to this song in the Prince of Tennis Soundtrack, and realize how amazing it feels listening to it.

I remember when watching the show, Ryoma Echizen (the main character) would be in a nearly impossible situation in a tennis game. He would be down 2 games, and the opponent would be leading 40-0.

Then the moment that song starts, the build up in the first seconds seconds, comes his favorite phrase...

"Mada Mada Dane" (You Still have Lots more to work on/ You Still have a Ways To go)

And he just rapes the whole match with these insane moves, it was so fun listening to the music and seeing Ryoma win the match, and as the music is about to end, the umpire would say,

"GAME!"



"SET!"

"MATCH!"

"RYOMA ECHIZEN!!"



Lol, that's a complete turnaround from the dream I just had.

9/15 - Short WILD

Used WBTB for about 45 minutes after waking up at 6

After laying down it took awhile to reach imagery. After reaching imagery the first time I paid to much attention to it and set myself back a bit, the next couple times the same thing happened but after a few tries I made it to a transition. My transition was a flash of white followed by the pattern that is on my blanket. I kept my eyes closed, letting the imagery fade and tried to let my dream stabilize before attempting anything. After waiting for about a minute in a black void I opened my dream eyes and found myself in a bed wrapped in covers. The images were very groggy, as I stood up I kept repeating clarity and my dream became noticeably more vivid but nothing like the level of detail I've experienced in the past. Next to the bed was a large bay window and outside of the window sat 4 empty beach chairs fully reclined on a concrete patio that was surrounded by trees. I decided I wanted to go outside so I tried to walk through the window. My attempt was unsuccessful so I walked back and ran into the window trying to pass through it. This time I slammed into the window, again failing to pass through it. As this happened people appeared outside of the window and began walking towards me. They were nonthreatening and seemed to wonder why I was running into the window. As I began to think about how to pass through the window my dream faded without me noticing and I could hear the familiar sound of my bedroom fan.

After this WILD I attempted two more. Both attempts failed and I slipped into non-lucid dreams that were very odd. One involved a FA that I never acknowledged until waking up and the other involved a group of people and a car pulling up to me demanding that I get in. After declining and walking away I had a small child tell me it was time to go on my journey and that I needed to go with the car.

Both the dreams were very thought provoking and while I did not experience the best WILD the dreams that came following the WILD were well worth the effort put into the attempts.


Notes: WBTB 45 minutes @ 6am, sleep mask, ear plugs, fan

I had a really weird dream last night. I was in my room, cutting up a dead dog for some reason. It didn't seem to faze me at all that I was cutting up a dead dog, though. Then I noticed there was a lot of blood. Again, I was still totally unfazed by it, but I was kind of freaking out not because there was blood everywhere but because it was making a mess.

The Perfect Girl

7:00 AM: I was with some guys in my old, yellow Lincoln. I don't know where we were going, but we saw some people in another car. I saw a gorgeous girl in the car and everyone knew I liked her.

They were telling me I should talk to her, but I'm shy and afraid of rejection, so I told them that I couldn't. Eventually, we saw those people pull off into a parking lot and get out. They were going to a club. The girl took of a layer of clothes and now she was in a black bikini. Her curves were incredible.

I was thinking about her for the rest of my dream. I dropped my friends off at another party. I hung around for a while outside of where I dropped off my friends.

Dream skip

There is a segment where I'm walking around. There is some kind of plug like a cigarette lighter that plugs in outside as though it were a DC plug. I saw someone else take one to keep and I wanted one too, but I was having a hard time getting it without being caught.

I ended up at another building where I had some stress about finding some place, hanging out with my car, switching my car for another one...just a bunch of weird, random shit. Finally, here comes the party of people with that hot girl.

I kind of ignore her because somehow I knew I couldn't have her. We were sitting outside in like a covered garage. Everyone except the girl I liked left, and we were left to our own devices. I showed her that I had picked up her pants when she took them off and threw them in the parking lot, and now I was wearing them. They had a suede leather belt like one I used to have. She couldn't believe I was wearing them.

She started singing and doing her thing. I was trying to hear the song that was playing on her boom box. The band was Excel or Excelsior or something (a made up band), but I started listening more closely and I heard "Institutionalized" playing. I got really excited and talked to the girl. I said, "The Suicidal Tendencies? I used to listen to this in my room and stage dive on my sofa!"

Then we started thrashing and looking for a place to stage dive. We found a grave yard and we thought about stage diving onto a grave, but decided against it. We never actually found a place, but we got together and started walking back to our chairs. We were getting along great!

I really liked this girl. She was taking off her shoes, and I knew something was going to happen. I told her that I had no problem being with her and that I wasn't afraid, but I couldn't kiss her because of some issue, and that was the end of that.
I was very upset.

The End

All I can remember about my dream last night was that it involved a cat and a box. I was helping the car I remember, because it was being attacked by another animal (possibly a bigger cat)...

Awake|Dreaming|Lucid

Recall wasn't good, but I got 2 recorded down.

I was at a building, which looked like a fortress or something. The walls were white and the whole area was pretty much a country. There were vast fields and a couple of trees around the area. It seemed so empty, so I decided to go inside. I climbed up the right wall and found a well shaped hole. I feel down and landed in an elevator, next to a woman. She started to hit me so I jumped up and tried to push her off the side as the elevator started. It went up (which makes no sense, because I cam from the roof...) and I struggled to fight this woman. I suddenly knew about this scene from somewhere else, but I don't think I have seen this before. Maybe Déjà vu. I punched her in the jaw, then she fell back and got crushed by the rising elevator platform. Her flesh and skin was ripped off and a bloody skeleton was just rattling on the side. Very brutal. After a couple of seconds, the elevator reached the top and I exited out of a little hatch to the left. It was like an air vent or something. I crawled through some pipes and saw a room, with weird claws coming out of the walls. I went past it, the crawled through the entrance to this room. I found a Skyrim healing potion, which looked trapped. Instead of stepping on the floor, I stepped on some boxes just in case. I picked up the potion and crawled back to the pipe. I then headed outside, coming out from the well that I climbed down. I jumped off of the wall and landed on the floor safely. In the distance was a girl, who looked pretty evil. There were people fighting her, so I thought I would help. The girl had blonde hair, a pink dress and she was rather small. I ran over to her and she started to run away from everyone, really fast. I then had a flashback of Super Mario trying to catch Princess Peach. From this point on, the girl was named Peach. Soon, the girl disappeared and a guy in a small Lego car drove out. Everyone was chasing him and I managed to find a car, which I chased him in. I kept crashing but this guy managed to drop kick him out of the car and everyone ran up to him. I had another flashback, but of Bowser talking to someone in a dark room.

This dream was pretty vivid but hard to remember.

Tom, one of my friends who has recently been undergoing a lot of mental issues, keeps occurring in my dream realms. Two nights ago, he threw his cell phone out of the car (which he did in waking life as well). He continues to drive after consciously leaving our mutual friend, Thomas Beach, behind. I did not understand his motives, but I did nothing to stop him. Once we arrived at our destination, I weirdly put some fecal matter in an envelope and told Tom about it. I, personally, thought it was the funniest thing in the world and asked if he did as well. That's the only fragment I have from that night.

Last night, I dreamt of Tom being naked and sort of infiltrating my apartment. There was nothing sexual about the dream, but I did note the rather large size of his member. I was on a bunk bed and thought it appropriate to shout to my roommate, Thomas. I'm not sure if I was scared, but I was definitely concerned considering how late it was.

These dreams were rather unstable and blurry, and don't seem to have much meaning. I have come to find these sorts of dreams rather boring. Not only that, they are awkward to describe in DJ entries.

Fragment (Last Night)

All I can remember is looking in the mirror and having short white hair. I did not appear aged at all, though my hair was bleached. I closed my eyes and opened them, and my hair was black. I think my hair went though several more transformations. I wish I could remember more of the dream.

Fragment (Wednesday night)

I was hanging out in the basement with one of my friends. I think it was S or A. I looked under the large couch in our basement. There was a large clearance of a foot or two between the underside of the couch and the floor. And there was all of this garbage arranged/organized under the couch.
After looking for awhile, I told my friend that I was going to clean out the garbage. I started taking a load of pop cans upstairs to recycle them, but my recall fades out.

The Skyrim house (Wednesday Night)

I hate dreams that relate to video games that I play. Especially when they make no sense, like this.

I was dreaming of being in the game Skyrim. I had just bought this DLC that added some new group to the game, and I was checking out their base.
It turned out to be this very small, modern looking house. It was made almost entirely out of these brick-red wooden boards, aside from a glass wall on the front. When I went inside there were three slots with walls in between them. The one on the left had an enchanting table, the one in the middle, a chest, and the one on the right, an alchemy table.
Then some sort of elevator in the floor that took me down into a much larger setting.
There was a very long room, made of the same reddish wood. The walls were on a 45 degree angle, and angled as though you were in the attic of a large house. There were support beams going down this large hall (Think like ribs on an old wooden ship)
The middle part of the hall was a sort of sunk in walkway, and along the edges were various stations. I can remember numerous DCs producing resources, foraging weapons, brewing potions, etc etc...
By this point someone started giving me a tour of the place. He was an old man, and apparently the leader of this faction. We walked for a long time and he was just talking about his plans.

Party Crashers (Also Wednesday night)

Save the best for last, as they say. None of these dreams interest me much, but this one the most for its plot and humor.

I can remember being in some sort of theme park. It wasn't a really big ticket place, and I wasn't with anyone. I can remember it being a hot, dry day.
This discreet looking man came up to me and asked me to do him a big favor. He was tall, thin, and short black hair. He said that there was a party for the rich and well connected taking place in that tower. (He gestured to a small, cylindrical glass skyscraper) And apparently he wanted them all dead.
He gave me four or five brick-sized explosives. They were just plastic black boxes with a red LED in one corner, and a detonator remote with a key in it. He explained to me that I should go into the party and hide the explosives around the room. Then turn the detonator remote, and I would have a minute and a half to get away.
I went to the small skyscraper and got into the elevator. The elevator turned out to be one of the rides at the amusement park. I had to get into a seat and put on a rigid shoulder support.
The elevator moved really fast and went up and down a couple times until I arrived on the party floor. The elevator let out into a medium sized dining room all prepared for the party. There were dream characters sitting at the table, but I hopped up on the table, and began duct-taping the explosive charges to the ceiling. They were completely oblivious...
After that, I hid one in a vase, and went into the observation room that gave me a view of the dreamworld. The dream was blurry and boring, so I set the last explosive in there, and started to head back though the dining room.
By this point the dream characters at the party had begun taking the explosives off the wall and trying to figure out what they were. I thought that if I could get out before they realized and got rid of them.
I turned the key on the detonation remote, and was ready to get on the elevator when the man who had given me the assignment showed up. He created some sort of portal on the wall and enticed me to walk though it.
From there, there was some sort of apocalyptic city, all charred and destroyed. I must have slipped out of the dream or woke up, because it sort of ends there.