non-lucid

no-dream / dream / lucid

Fragment #1:
Eu estava em algum apartamento com mais algumas pessoas (lembro-me apenas de uma garota loira, talvez uns 19 anos). Fazíamos uma festa no corredor desse apartamento. Creio que essa garota loira morava ali, pois ela ficou encarregada de comprar muitas bebidas. Perguntei se ela beberia tudo, ela disse que beberia apenas uma cerveja, o resto era pros caras que viriam depois. Ela colocou as bebidas em um refrigerador, que estava no meio de uma escada, que descia (esse lugar parecia a escada de madeira no meu colégio). Percebi que a temperatura do refrigerador estava muito fria, e que, inclusive, uma latinha de cerveja estourara por causa da baixa temperatura. A garota, que estava sentada na frente do refrigerador aberto, disse que era muito bom ficar sentado ali (era noite, fazia um pouco de calor). Eu avisei que a temperatura estava muito gelada e que as latinhas estourariam dessa maneira. Mexi nos botões e aumentei um pouco a temperatura. Percebi, no corredor à esquerda, que já havia algumas pessoas ali (lembro-me apenas de um rapaz, provavelmente com seus 20 ou 21 anos). Ao olhar para o refrigerador novamente, percebi que o gelo todo derretia e virava água. Tratei de diminuir a temperatura novamente. A garota riu e disse que, se toda a água congelasse, seria impossível pegar as cervejas, pois todas estariam dentro do gelo. Nesse momento, fiquei sem saber o que fazer. Pensei em deixar toda o gelo virar água, mas fiquei com medo que vazasse e escorresse água gelada pelo local todo.

no-dream / dream / lucid

Estava no São José, provavelmente de manhã. Eu usava uma camiseta branca e acho que calças jeans. Logo na entrada, no banco onde eu normalmente espero dar o sinal, vi Alex (um garoto que estudou comigo no segundo ano do ensino médio). Cumprimentei-o, pois não nos víamos desde o ano anterior (na vida real, eu ainda não o vejo desde o ano passado). Conversamos um pouco sobre nossas vidas e, então, dirigi-me para dentro do colégio.

Lembro de estar passando pelo corredor onde ficam as salas das quintas e sextas séries, indo em direção à escada vermelha. Eu andava tranquilamente, quando passa por mim (vindo da direção do corredor que dobra em frente à escada vermelha) um rapaz correndo, com uma camiseta roxa. Ele parecia fugir de alguma coisa. A princípio, eu ignorei isso e continuei andando para o meu destino. De repente, provavelmente devo ter me lembrado de algo que eu esquecera, comecei a voltar pelo caminho que estava indo, correndo. A diretora apareceu correndo atrás de mim, e dizia que eu havia sido o culpado por alguma coisa. Na hora, entendi que o culpado fora o rapaz que passou correndo por mim, aquele de camiseta roxa. Falei para a diretora, enquanto ainda corríamos, que não havia sido eu, e sim um rapaz de camiseta roxa. Mostrei então para ela que eu usava uma camiseta branca e ainda disse: "isso não é uma camiseta roxa". Ela parou de correr e ficou pensativa (ela usava uma blusa de lã roxa e uma saia preta). Continuei correndo, pulei a pequena escada do corredor das sextas e sétimas séries e me dirigi à saída do colégio.

Nisso, eu já estava em um local completamente diferente de tudo que já vi na vida. Era uma formação rochosa à beira do mar. O dia se mostrava nublado, com um clima de fim de mundo (ventava muito, parecia prestes a fazer chuva, o mar estava agitado). Nesse local, eu corria por um corredor mais elevado ao seu redor; a maior parte desse local, que era aproximadamente redondo, era bem mais baixa, mais ou menos no nível do mar; e, no centro de tudo isso, havia uma interessante formação rochosa bem mais elevada, que tinha quatro cantos ainda mais altos. Em um desses cantos, havia uma casa aparentemente abandonada. Um pouco mais distante disso tudo, havia uma ilha no mar, que também sustentava uma casa. O corredor onde eu estava guiava para a saída desse local, e, à direita da saída, havia outra casa. Perguntava-me quem moraria em um lugar assim que, mesmo sendo extremamente surreal e incrível, parecia muito isolado para haver pessoas morando ali. Encontrei Luiz Orlando e William Pandini nesse local, e vi que o rapaz de camiseta roxa que passou por mim correndo era o Luiz Orlando. Fui ao encontro dele (para isso, tive que pular do corredor elevado onde eu estava para a formação central do lugar). Quase não alcancei com o pulo, tive que escalar uma parte para que eu não caísse. As rochas eram muito disformes e até pontudas. Machuquei minha mão enquanto escalava (inclusive, quando acordei, senti minhas mãos machucadas). Falei com Luiz Orlando que a diretora do colégio procurava por ele, e que ele e William Pandini deveriam se esconder, pois ela chegaria ali a qualquer momento. Eu falava isso enquanto ia em direção à casa que estava em um dos extremos dessa formação rochosa mais elevada no centro do lugar. Falado isso, a diretora apareceu a procura deles. Já não estavam mais a vista quando ela apareceu, então ela perguntou se eu vi eles em algum lugar. Disse que não, então ela pediu que eu a acompanhasse.

Saímos do local pela saída que o corredor onde eu estava levava. Alguns metros depois da saída, ele disse para eu voltar e ir na casa de Karla, para pegar uma Matéria de fogo que estava na casa dela. Voltei e percebi que a casa que ficava à direita da saída era, na verdade, a casa de Karla. Entrei e encontrei apenas Thaynara deitada em uma cama. Aparentemente, ela estava dormindo e acordou com a minha entrada. Entrei, apenas peguei a Matéria, que estava pendurada no teto e saí da casa. A diretora já estava na frente da casa, olhando em direção à estrutura central do local. William e Luiz estavam na formação central, olhando assustados para a diretora, que os encarava nervosa. Quando vi isso, minha primeira reação foi fazer sinais para que eles fugissem. Eles ainda estavam meio escondidos, só era possível ver dos olhos para cima do William e apenas os olhos de Luiz (ele segurava os olhos com as mãos, como em um desenho animado). Levantei a Matéria e ia atirar contra eles, para que eles entendessem que era para fugirem, mas apenas levantei a mão, a diretora começou a fazer um discurso para eles, dizendo que o que eles haviam feito era errado e que pagariam por isso. Eu podia sentir que eles olhavam para mim com certa desconfiança, provavelmente achavam que eu os havia traído. Eu não sabia exatamente de qual lado eu estava, muito menos como a situação havia chegado a esse ponto.

The scene opens with the door to a large house opening and inside a broken pipe is spewing water everywhere and on the floor a woman in a maid outfit is dead, her blood making a pool around her. Inside the living room the family is having a meeting. The mom is saying how they cannot live in here anymore so some friends of theirs come over to take them to some other place.

no-dream / dream / lucid

Sonhei que havia alguns familiares aqui na minha casa, e estavam todos ajudando com a mudança de alguns móveis da minha casa. A mesa grande que fica na sala do primeiro andar, estávamos a trazendo para o segundo andar. Eu sabia que teríamos uma dificuldade imensa, pois achei que não conseguiríamos levá-la pela escada, que é muito estreita. Começamos trazendo as cadeiras. Pelas portas de vidro do segundo andar da minha casa, vi que fazia um dia de sol. São apenas 6 cadeiras na vida real, todas marrom-verniz e iguais. Mas, por algum motivo, traziam mais do que 6 cadeiras. Inclusive, algumas eram pretas e diferentes das demais. Após trazermos todas as cadeiras, era hora da mesa. A mesa em si pode ser dividida em duas partes: a parte de madeira, que é o "esqueleto" da mesa; e a parte de vidro, que fica no meio. Trouxemos o vidro primeiro, pois seria mais fácil passar com ele pela escada.

Eu não sabia exatamente onde colocaríamos a mesa, mas vi um espaço reservado ali, próximo da porta de vidro mais distante da entrada. Havia um tapete ali, o que me fez imaginar que seria ali onde a mesa ficaria. Perguntei para meu pai, ele disse que também não sabia, e resolveria mais tarde. Lembro-me apenas de descer as escadas para pegar o resto da estrutura da mesa, mas não lembro como subimos com ela.

Parece-me que agora, estávamos trazendo minha cama e meu colchão para meu quarto, no primeiro andar. Acho que a ideia da mesa se tornou o esqueleto de madeira da minha cama e da cama do meu irmão. Levamos as camas para o quarto e, depois os colchões. Acho que o a roupa da minha cama era azul, e a do meu irmão, verde. Depois que colocamos os colchões, vi pela janela do meu quarto que já era noite. Mesmo assim, fazia calor (era uma típica noite de verão aqui da região). Joguei-me na minha cama, cansado, e agradeci por essas mudanças terem acabado. Senti que o colchão da minha cama estava um pouco mais fino e mole, o que me fez imaginar que havíamos trocado os colchões acidentalmente. Acho que essa última parte do sonho (a do colchão mais fino) aconteceu porque recentemente troquei meu travesseiro por um mais fino também, pois o meu travesseiro é muito duro, e eu estava tento dificuldades para dormir.

no-dream / dream / lucid

Não sei por quê diabos estou sonhando tanto com jogos, faz meses que não pego nenhum jogo pra jogar pra valer... Mas ok, né. Sonhei estar jogando Assassin's Creed com Gabriel. Mas o jogo se passava em uma idade moderna, com prédios, construções e até carros bem atuais (talvez não tão atuais, mas pelo menos carros da década de 90). Ele me mostrou que o jogo tinha uma opção para jogarmos um contra o outro, como se fosse um Death Match. O estilo do jogo era mais ou menos assim: tínhamos a cidade toda para nos esconder, algumas habilidades como andar pelas paredes e ficar invisível, podíamos nos esconder em vários locais da cidade e inclusive pegar carros e atirar. Era noite na cidade, não havia carros transitando nem pessoas na rua.

Lembro que meu personagem usava uma roupa preta (no mesmo estilo do personagem principal do jogo, só mudava a cor). O personagem no Gabriel usava uma roupa branca. A tela não estava dividida para dois jogadores, como normalmente acontece quando se joga em dois, mas mostrava apenas a minha tela, como se fosse um jogo online e Gabriel estivesse jogando de outro vídeo-game. Lembro-me de correr pela cidade, escalar alguns prédios e inclusive dirigir um carro (meio avermelhado). Perguntava-me frequentemente onde ficaria o final daquela cidade.

Enfim, quando os dois jogadores se aproximavam, era possível ouvir um barulho, indicando a aproximação. Também era possível ver um brilho azul vindo do inimigo. Quando nos aproximávamos, eu ficava invisível e o atacava com a espada. Por várias vezes minha estratégia deu certo, mas então Gabriel resolveu entrar em um carro (caminhonete) e começou a atirar (seu personagem dirigia e ficava sentado na janela do motorista). Saquei uma arma e comecei a atirar nele também (com uma mira no estilo de Resident Evil 4). Tive um pouco de dificuldades em acertá-lo porque entre nós havia algumas árvores, o que dificultava minha mira. Consegui derrotá-lo, ganhando, assim, a partida. A câmera mostrou seu personagem caído no chão, como quando você é morto no GTA.

Depois disso, parece-me que Gabriel colocou para jogar sozinho. Daqui pra frente me faltam alguns detalhes, falarei o que consigo lembrar. O personagem agora parecia ser o Sub-Zero do Mortal Kombat, mas a jogabilidade continuava a mesma. Dessa vez, o objetivo era fugir do "Venom" (inimigo do herói "Homem-Aranha"). Podia-se correr pela cidade, subir pelas paredes dos edifícios e assim por diante. Dessa vez, porém, o jogo se passava durante o dia e havia, sim, pessoas transitando na rua. Em um momento, Gabriel estava em cima de um prédio que tinha uma ponta (como o Empire State) e, a uns 200 metros de distância, Venom pegou-o com uma espécie de teia. Aquilo nos deixou surpresos. Começamos a discutir a qual distância ele alcançou o personagem. Enrique estava junto conosco, e agora parece que estávamos o Beto Carrero, andando e conversando. Eu e Gabriel falávamos que o Venom o alcançou a 500 metros, talvez até dois quilômetros. Enrique duvidava muito disso, disse que a distância devia ser, no máximo, uns 100 metros.

I should have written this down earlier... I don't remember much anymore, but I was at some sort of weird camp or something and there were 3 things they had to test if you were allergic to, one of them was water. It was determined that I was allergic to water, but then I got in the water and nothing happened. The dream skipped and I ended up on this weird wooden structure in the middle of a lake. There was this guy on it too, like mid 20s, who creeped me out. He was smiling at me really weirdly and his teeth were dirty. I was telling him I was allergic to water because I wanted him to think that for some reason, but he asked me to prove it. I was trying to avoid it. The dream skipped again and I was swimming in the lake, on the other side of the wooden thing, quickly trying to hide from it behind a large mossy rock. The overall atmosphere of the dream was kind of creepy.

Dream 1
My friend K and her boyfriend had recorded voice acting for an animated film and i was at the première with them. There were comics about the animation as well (i think. They might have been about something totally different.) ..It was recorded in a trailer, and that's also where the reception was.

Dream 2
I wanted to go swimming at the pool in my old uni city, but a group had booked it. I was suddenly surrounded by the (naked!) group and realised i wasn't gonna get in, not having booked. I was stupid enough to ask the manager if i could join the group but she apologised and said no. So i jumped the story down to the dressing room (which was like a big marble empty oval roomm about 2 storeys high) and made my way back up to the exit.. ..which was a single-person shower.

I started walking all the way back to the train station, but ran into a market with an animal stall which sold rabbits. They did not look happy.

Dream 3
I'm eating out with my parents, but the place is also a hotel and has a tiny gym. So i go to that gym and lie down to do some sit-ups. Turns out there's sheets and blankets and stuff i have to get rid of so i do but i get bored and just walk out again.

I call my friend J, who has recently rzturned from Greece after his gf broke up with him (this is IRL memory), to make sure he's ok. He gets all emotional and touched by my call, and we hang up again.

I take a bus/taxi and thzre's this kid, trying to get rid of his ex. When getting off the bus, i almost forget my spare shoes. The kid tells his ex they'll be fine in time and she runs off with the biggest smile on her face. He walks with me and starts reciting this reeeaally corny poem and even verbally confirms this to me and giggles. It's at this point that i realise he's actually rather cute, for a 15-year-old.

I kinda think this kid represented Dominiq, a sort of recurring character in my dreams over the years. He always has a different exterior but I usually know it's him, either in the dream or after waking up. I love Dominiq.

12/2/11 (Afternoon and Early Evening) NAP
NON-LUCID

Dream One:

I decided to take a nap in the afternoon (around 3PM), and my intention was to know who my dream guide would be. I even asked my subconscious personally, “You know who I want to meet, and you know it’s a female.”

I couldn’t get much clarity in the environment out of this one, but I was definitely talking to someone. I was watching her pet blowfish just randomly bloat and deflate. She was talking to me about some random things.
But I felt a connection with her. I decided to pull her out blowfish to see what would happen. She got a little mad, but I put it back and we kept talking. The blowfish was brown and when it expanded, it had a white belly with a tint of yellow to it.




When I’m done talking with her, I believe I’m in an office and I see some personal information about random DCs, but I couldn’t recall them.

The dream scene changes and I think we’re in a car. I turn my back and saw a dark image of a DC in the back seat. I quickly turn back and said that I’m sorry for being a bit weird towards her, and there’s no excuse for me to give her to convince her otherwise.

But she asks me why I was sorry. I explained to her that I actually had to do a lot of work this time, because before I was doing nothing, so it made me a bit hyper.

Dream 2 (Probably just an abstract from the last one):

I’m in a car with my mother, and I see a sign that looked like it said “Pornage” but it said something else. I told my mother what I thought, and she just started to tickle me and questioned what goes on in my head.

I am with Alicia at the mall, it looks like the bigger mall in our area. We are walking around and shopping in random stores. Alicia wants to go in and look at some clothes at Ross, so I follow her in and start browsing. I remember that they have some good prices on purses, so maybe I will get a new one. I show Alicia my old one and I tell her I'm going to look for a new one because the old one is getting pretty ratty. She says ok, and I head over to the area where they have their purses. I get to where their purses are supposed to be and my attention is drawn to one that looks nice. I take it down and look at it closer, but I decide it doesn't have enough pockets to sort all my crap. I put it back and look for more. I realize there are hardly any purses there on display. I wonder where the rest of them are. I look a bit more and I find only a couple other purses that aren't at all what I want. I finally ask a store employee where the purses are. He says they aren't going to carry purses any more. This makes me mad, how can they not carry them? I am feeling madder than I would normally be about such a thing. I start yelling at the employee. I ask where I'm supposed to find a purse at a reasonable price if they don't carry them? He says it's not his business. I am pissed at Ross and I start making a mess. Knocking over displays, throwing their merchandise on the floor… making a scene. Someone says something about turning a fire hose on me. I keep making a mess and someone squirts me with a garden hose that has almost no pressure to it. My feet get wet.

I had no access to the internet for about three weeks, but I did record quite a few dreams. However, my handwriting isn't exactly what you'd call 'legible' when I write as soon as I wake up, and some things I wrote are just notes that make no sense to me now. So, here it is, word for word from what I have written down, and I'll add anything else I remember in parenthases.

~Voldmort says, "Don't fall asleep or I kill Ginny."

~I show someone my (drum? trom...bone? I can't read it) because I can't for the life of me remember who Bob Marley is.

~The Confederates come back and want to use our house to rest. (I remember being disappointed that Jasper Hale wasn't there, and briefly thinking that there was an amendment that said soilders couldn't stay in our house.)

~I get a pug, and have a German Shepard.

~In church, we get an assignment to be a computer. I work with J.R.

~Supposed to be getting married... can't do it.

~In the trashy back-alley part of a city I find my Chinese friend yay.

~What a dashing young lad: Mama's friend in a hooded cloak.

~Teacher says something about taking Jasper and Emmett home. We have to butter a biscuit to leave; even though mine isn't in complete sentences I can go.

~Someone does ballet in the middle of the road.

~The bus driver says it sounds like a ninja food fight. (???)

And then two dreams that I wrote in more detail: ~Playing a Tarzan game. Aliens come into it eventually, and that morphs it into a whole new game. When I stop playing, I'm in an unfamiliar house. Out one door, there are a bunch of dogs, so I go out to pet them. They start trying to come into the house. I shut the door and see that a waddly little bulldog got in, so I decide to take him to the pet store. Don't remember how I got there, but somewhere along the line I became lucid. The dog wanted to eat a candle so I started picking ones off a shelf and seeing if he liked them. As I held out a brown one swirled with red and green (cinnamon candy, I think it was called), my mom walked up and asked what I was doing. (just realized I changed tenses there... oh well.)
"It's a dream, so he's eating candles," I told her.
"What?"
"This is a dream."
She starts freaking out. "Wha... Thi... Are you serious!?"
"Yeah. Calm down. Control your breathing and touch the stuff on the shelves."
She makes an effort to stop hyperventilating and runs her hand across a shelf filled with bottles of shampoo. "It feels so real," she says in amazement, taking one bottle and holding to her ear like a phone. A loud voice starts coming from it.
I smile. Suddenly a bell rings at the counter so I go up to see what the person wants. He's a vampire. I can't remember what he asked for, but regardless, he just yanked me over the counter and bit my neck. I only felt little pinpricks of pain, and when he let me go I just lost lucidity and followed him out of the store. () I ended up walking down and road and seeing kids play under a little bridge.

~In school, a zombie apocalypse is in progress. I'm roaming around with a group of random people. The hallways are spattered with blood, and every so often a few zombies will come around a corner. The people I'm with bash them with blunt objects. As we pass the doors leading to the second floor, a white and tan Siberian Husky rockets past us and skids to a stop in front of the stairs, sniffs the air, and barks loudly. A man in a trenchcoat and fedora walks up and pats the dog on the head.
"Dog knows where it's safe," he says to us, already heading up the stairs. We follow them to a small, dark, round room that's empty apart from a few music stands and an armchair. Several minutes pass peacefully, then I realize that no zombie situation can ever be peaceful for long. Just as I'm about to suggest moving to a different area, the husky starts barking. Everyone in the room rushes to look down the stairs, where a large group of zombies is slowly making its way up to us. We all grab music stands and prepare to fight.
I wake up, a little relieved to not have to see how that ends.

I started out by walking into a HUGE bathroom at my school, it was filled with 7th graders. These 3 7th graders try to beat me up and I beat the crap out of them. I was then driving to my soccer practice and the coach said it was gonna be canceled early due to rain but there was no rain. So I was then going to the place and my mom was climbing this huge rock climber just to buy lotion that costs 100$.

I'm on set, and there's a movie being filmed with Ty Digs, and Gabriel Union, and she's topless! I head over to the pool, and there's this device that makes all the water rise up and cling to the ceiling. The water is this thick substance, kinda like jello. I was thinking that It would be cool to have if you wanted to skate in the pool....then I thought about having wax everywhere and scuff marks.

Then I'm at some party with a bunch of family and it takes me a while to park.

Then I'm at some city, in a skate park, but instead of ramps there are these really big books...about 4 feet tall that people are setting up anyway they like to so they can skate over them.

Spock Meets the Woman

I am Spock. Or at least someone similar to Spock. I am exploring some planet, or at least some building strange enough to be a different planet. I'm doing something with energy beams (?). I enter a large domed room where a woman is. The woman appears to be some powerful alien entity, which I am fighting (?). She uses some strange weapon on me that can read my mind.

"This weapon", she explains, "Will turn your world into your greatest fear".

I wonder what my greatest fear is, and if I even have one since I am a Vulcan.

"Out that door is your greatest fear", the woman goes on, indicating a door next to me. I being to realize that my greatest fear is claustrophobia (which it isn't in real life as far as I know). I open the door, and find myself in a tunnel. All of my surroundings become kind of fractured, and I realize that I will have to navigate through this world of small spaces. Somehow though I don't seem to be too worried.

Dogs

I have a new dog. It is some kind of a terrier or Scotty dog, and white in color. The dog is really smart, and I find that I can easily train her to come when I call. My family doesn't believe that she is that smart, and I demonstrate how I have trained her to not only come when I call, but to leave a dog biscuit alone until I say when.

I am eating cheesy popcorn from a bag while I do this. It isn't the best popcorn in the world, but I keep eating it anyway.

I am in a campground heading back to our campsite. When I am almost back, I see a couple of our dogs (including mine) are in the campsite next to ours. I start to call them away, but my mother reminds me that if I do so the dogs will have to cross the neighboring campsite to reach me. I wait until I am back to our campsite and call, and the dogs obediently come to me.

12/2/11

Non-lucid

Dream 1:

I’m in an anime school, some guy has a crush on a girl, but he can’t admit it to her. He gets a friend who is a girl to tell his confession to her, but I can’t remember much from that.

The school is also having a race indoors. (There was even a random dream scene where anime girls and boys where punching each other). Towards the end was a finish line, but it wasn’t. It was just a distraction to see who would fall for it, and you had to turn left and run upstairs.

At the end, there’s a line of people near the right of the wall cheering I guess, and some guy who looks like the fat version of Ronald McDonald lures one of the racers near him (pedobear much?).



I forgot who won the race though.

Dream 2:

I’m on a stealth mission (or so it seemed). I waited for Sam Fisher to duck under the lasers.



Somehow we ended up in McDonalds and just raided the place.

I find some watch that made heartbeats and ran with it. (It was like a golden pocket watch).



Then a random light brown van comes up and the person inside is wearing a light blue shirt and demands the watch I took. (I think the van is just another sign of a Pedobear? What the hell? I think this was an association to the article I read about some idiot putting a pedobear logo on the back of their vehicle).



I give him the item and I can’t remember much after that.

Dream 3:

I’m at my parent’s house and a few people are inside for some party. I’m still in underwear though, and this random lady who is similar to the one I know IRL (let’s call her Jen) hugs me. I go in my room and two guys are inside. I was a bit surprised to see them.



I turn on the fan and they said that it seemed to blow the heat on them instead of bringing it up. I explained to them why, but the fan still malfunctioned. (There went my chance to be lucid, and my fan in waking life was set on HIGH too).

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I may have been in an airport. Near me was a black man who may either have been a friend or an acquaintance. He was kind of tall and kind of strong looking. He had long, wavy, brown hair that almost looked like a wig. He also had a long, black beard. He wore black sunglasses, a black, denim jacket and no shirt, and probably blue or black jeans.

The man was in trouble for some reason. Airport security may have thought of him as a terrorist. I hoped security's suspicion of the man wouldn't spread to me. The man and I seemed separated from each other by about ten meters. Near the man was a line of boxes about knee-high.

I was now in the man's house, which was a big mansion. We were in some area like a living room or a sun room. We still stood apart from each other and facing each other, like we'd stood at the airport.

The interior of the mansion was spacious and open. Everything was white, and there were big windows and sliding glass doors everywhere. The man may have been wearing white versions of the clothes he'd worn in the airport as well.

Somewhere was a "library," which the man showed me. It was really just a bookshelf. It was wall-height, maybe three or four meters long, with five or six levels of shelves.

All the books in the "library" looked like they belonged to one edition or came from one publisher. The books were all bound in leather or fake-leather, marbleized-looking covers. The bindings had gold lettering and trim.

There were only three colors of books: blue, red, and green. The three different colors were all grouped together. There were very few blue books: they only took up a portion of the left side of the very top shelf. The red books took up the most space: from where the blue books ended, down to about halfway along the second to last shelf. The green books took the rest of the space.

The man may possibly have showed me "my bedroom," or the guest bedroom, which was, now, also the library. In this library-bedroom there were a bed and a desk, both white. Over the desk was a wall-mounted bookshelf, with the same kind of books as on the previous bookshelf, arranged in a similar fashion.