non-lucid

Date of Dream: SAT 12 JAN - 2019



Dream No. 524 - Before The Knife

I don’t remember much about this dream. From where I do remember, I was at the park at the back of the local primary school. There was some guy approaching me, I do not remember his appearance. At the last second, Dreamy WB appears, her hair in a bun and wearing a short sleeved black t-shirt and a short light denim skirt. She tells me that the guy has a knife and she grabs me and pulls me back in the nick of time as he pulled the knife out of his pocket and attempted to lash out at me. Just the sight of the knife even was enough to make me gasp and I was frightened awake.



Dream No. 524
Dream Guide: Dreamy WB
Lucid?: No

Date of Dream: FRI 11 JAN - 2019



Dream No. 523 - Get Me Out Of Here

I don’t remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, I was in the front room of my house and there was this weird school event going on in there. There were all these strangers in there, acting as teachers and fellow students. We were also in a school uniform but it wasn’t the one I usually wear. This time, it was a red jumper with a white shirt and black tie and dark grey skirts. We were doing some kind of dance performance, ritual-like thing, I forgot what it was exactly though.

At some point, I started to feel really uncomfortable and wanted out of this place and this seemingly formed cult of some sort. This time I went away from the group, waited until I was far away so they couldn’t hear me, and then proceeded to call out for me so called teddy bear guards. There were a lot of them and so I had a few options on who would help out. Firstly, I called “Selvian”. No response so then I called “Thomas!”. No response either and so then I called for someone called “Taneeshka!”.

It was then actually that Selvian appeared. Rather than the expected green colour, he appeared to be white and almost ghost-like. He was wearing a thick colourful belt which indeed had a striking appearance, making him stand out. He reassured that he was here to help me escape the cult as we then hugged. During the time, he did ask me a few questions but I have forgotten what they were. I then told him that I was going to find Dreamy WB so she could help me get dressed out of this uniform.

Once I was on my own again, finally out of the front room, I called for Dreamy WB but was not successful. For the rest of the dream, I just resorted to walking around and finding her myself. Before I could find her though, the dream ended.



Dream No. 523
Dream Guide: Selvian
Lucid?: No

Date of Dream: THU 10 JAN - 2019



Dream No. 522 - The Amino Accountant

I don’t remember much about this dream. From what I can remember, I was in this completely unknown area but it seemed like a communal area, in the middle of a town, for some sort of mixed school camp. The people consisted of a few Killester students and teachers, a few TAFE students, and some imaginings of the WarioWare/Rhythm Heaven (WW/RH) Amino community (I have never met these people in real life).

It was in the supposed dining room area of the camp site where everyone was slowly gathering in for their meal. As people were still coming in, I approached some of the Amino members who seemed to be stuck on some sort of problem. I said that I could help them by doing their accounting. A couple of the members were doubtful but I took an empty balance sheet template, went to one of the far tables, and started filling it out.

As I filled out the balance sheet, I explained to the Amino members what I was doing. Once I was done though, no one seemed to say thank you or be very appreciative of my efforts. I said to them that I was tempted to leave and then when this completely random stranger walks in, claiming to be Amino-18-Volt, although he looks nothing like him. Also contrary to his real life disposition, he we begging me, saying “please don’t leave”. The dream then ended there.



Dream No. 522
Dream Guide: None
Lucid?: No

Date of Dream: WED 9 JAN - 2019



Dream No. 521 - Separated Sections

Dream 521 A - A Ghost In The Night
I don’t remember much about this dream. From where I do remember, it was pitch black in the middle of the night. I had walked out of my bedroom and there was a stranger that stopped me just in front of the couch to speak to me. She told me not to look towards the front passage way. Apparently people who had looked there had seen a ghost which had frightened them. Despite her warning, I looked towards the passage way but I couldn’t notice anything. There was this energy surrounding me though, making me feel scared. That’s all I can remember about this dream.

Dream 521 B - My Plush Companion
I don’t remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, I was at my old house and was playing an RTS style game on a desktop computer. I don’t remember the game entirely but it did have a minor reference to 18-Volt and in no relation to the Warioware series either. Near the end of the game round thought, I perceived a plush toy resting on my lap and against my stomach, it was actually one of 18-Volt.

Later on in the dream, I ended up going to the bathroom and taking the 18-Volt with me via transport in the huge pocket of my very own green jacket I seemed to be wearing. I was cuddling him in there but I will not specify the rest; my brother was right outside the door though and so there was no privacy. That’s all I can remember for this dream.



Dream 521 A
Dream Guide: None
Lucid?: No

Dream 521 B
Dream Guide: None
Lucid?: No

Date of Dream: THU 3 JAN - 2019



Dream No. 520 - Intrusive Girlfriend

I don’t remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, I was with my TAFE friend NN at some unknown university campus. We heard that someone was due to be having a baby but I forgot what it was, I think the girl’s name was Emily but I can’t remember her appearance. I said to NN that I would be back as I then had to find a bathroom. I entered this room that looked nothing like a bathroom. Rather it looked more like a library and there was one huge room to the side full of wooden wall dividers.

I struggled to find a suitable toilet as when I went into the one, the walls would lower or disappear altogether. I tried going into a few different cubicles but the same thing kept happening and I felt I could not do my business feeling exposed. I actually eventually gave up and went outside again to find NN.

Later on in the dream, I was on my own and walking out of the university campus, the scenery changed. Eventually, I saw at the area of my local private hospital and there was my uncle but someone was standing outside of the white car with him. It was this girl, I have forgotten her name but she had the exact realistic human features of 13-Amp (from Warioware Gold)! My uncle had mentioned that she was his girlfriend and I could see she had that look in her eye like she was one of those clingy and trashy types and like Uncle JB was just barely managing her.

The next scene took place at my old house. My uncle and the realistic 13-Amp were there as well as AV and her family. We had a lot to do with talking to AV and her family in this dream but I forgot what was going on exactly. That’s all I can remember about this dream.



Dream 520: Results (Competition #9)
Competition Night: 29
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Dream Guide: None
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes



Points For This Entry: 4.0
Calculation Details:
- Full Non-Lucid Dream (1.0)
- 3-Day Recall Chain (3.0)

+ Previous Total: 129.5
Total Accumulated Points: 133.5 - FINAL TOTAL

Date of Dream: WED 2 JAN - 2019



Dream No. 519 - Not Enough KFC

I don’t remember much about this dream. From where I do remember, I was at home and one of our family friends AdV was going to be coming over for lunch. My mum had brought two burgers and three packets of chips. Apparently me, my brother and AdV were all getting chips but I wasn’t getting a burger. I told my mum off for not buying me a burger as well but I forgot what she said. I said that she could always cut the two burgers in half one of each boy’s half would go to me. That’s all I can remember about this dream.



Dream 519: Results (Competition #9)
Competition Night: 28
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Dream Guide: None
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes



Points For This Entry: 0.5
Calculation Details:
- Non-Lucid Fragment (0.5)

+ Previous Total: 129.0
Total Accumulated Points: 129.5

Date of Dream: TUE 1 JAN - 2019



Dream No. 518 - Female Guide For A Female Job

I don’t remember much about this dream. From what I can remember, I was at a distorted version of Waverley Gardens shopping centre. I entered into the bathrooms complex and headed into the female bathroom. I forgot what exactly but I figured I needed a dream guide to help with something. I originally had intentions to call 18-Volt as usual but then my mind quickly changed. I thought to myself, “this is a female bathroom, so I should be calling for a female guide”, so now my mind was set on me calling for Dreamy WB.

I called but she didn’t seem to come for the time being. I eventually headed out of the bathrooms and continued my search. I remember calling Dreamy WB for what seemed like and endless amount of time; I was very persistent. At the other end of the corridor, I seemed to end up at this hall in which I saw a very distorted version of Dreamy WB in the distance. Though as I kept calling, there was the tingling sensation as if the dream was gradually forcing me awake, so I stopped. My willpower was still going for me to call her but I decided not to. I tried signalling to her instead. I forgot what happened for the rest of the dream.



Dream 518: Results (Competition #9)
Competition Night: 27
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Dream Guide: None
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes



Points For This Entry: 0.5
Calculation Details:
- Non-Lucid Fragment (0.5)

+ Previous Total: 128.5
Total Accumulated Points: 129.0

Date of Dream: SAT 29 DEC - 2018



Dream No. 517 - The Ship That Sets Sail

I don’t remember how the dream started, From where I do remember, I was in the area of the shopping strip on Brady Road. There was some sort of boat-like ship parked in some skyward dock that I was walking towards and apparently I was actually the owner of it. There was an announcement though that the ship was about to leave and so I had to hurry. The ship actually started to move off with me but I managed to grab onto the stairs and pull myself onto the ship. I found out that the ship was going to Bacchus Marsh, taking my brother, his university friend and the friend’s brother there.

This ship I owned was very massive and it had heaps of rooms in it, sort of like cabins. NB, RK and BK were sharing a room. Meanwhile I was walking up to the second floor from the captain’s area when some random man stopped me. The guy didn’t know who I was and so when I told him that I was the owner of the ship, he seemed to have a hard time believing me. Although once I said it a few more times, the guy realised and was amazed.

He asked me if I could verse his son in some sort of Super Mario Bros quiz. I led him into the lounge room and saw the little boy sitting on the floor. I then sat down with the boy and did the so called trivia quiz with him. At first I thought I’d be able to beat him easily but I was wrong. He answered the question before it was even finished and the man deemed it correct. At the end the boy had something like 76 points and I only had 30, so he was the clear winner.

The dream then showed a scene with NB, RK and BK in their room in which their room number was supposedly “147 – Credit”. 147 being the room number and “credit” being the standard of their room, being the second lowest. The system of rooms was apparently the same as the tertiary education grading system (Pass, Credit, Distinction, High Distinction). The dream got a bit exposing with RK and so I will not mentioned what happened there. The dream then showed the ship flying over Bacchus Marsh which was just hills of farmland with a number of bushes as well as cows roaming the ground. The dream ended there.



Dream 517: Results (Competition #9)
Competition Night: 24
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Dream Guide: None
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes



Points For This Entry: 1.0
Calculation Details:
- Full Non-Lucid Dream (1.0)

+ Previous Total: 127.5
Total Accumulated Points: 128.5

you know whats the most annoying thing ever?
trying to run in dreams but when you run you run as fast as a 90 year old turtle walking.

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last night I dreamt that I had another house outside of the city, this house wasn't really special and I didn't do anything interesting in it. I walked out and I went to this little girls house, she looked around 5 - 6 so we played for awhile, she lived in a huge mansion but then she explained that the doors needed to be taken out, they looked super large and ingrained into the house... if that makes sense, but we continued out of the room and talked.

I walked up the stairs and her mother was up there, then I got some green panties thrown at me, her mom screamed at me and told me to go away. her mum then walked down and said to me "I'm sorry but I can't allow you up here" a girl who looks around the age of 17 immerses in and the mother points to her "she's (the girl) on her period" and the girl goes to the bathroom.

after such an encounter, I left the house and ran to my city, I literally sonic speed ran through that, then I saw my mum and went into the store she was in and just talked about her day like nothing happened.

the dream skipped:
I was at a child's Christmas party, but we all got to make our own living rooms, unfortunately for this part of the dream I was occupied with my old toxic friend. she continously annoyed me in it, anyways, while I was painting I asked for paint, and the guy who I think was my internet friend Nord (for appearance help: he's a short, African kid and somewhat underweight but not alot. he has no hair.)
he was getting out he paints, but all the paints were dark blue so he would mix them with other colours to get a new colour, unfortunately for my toxic friend she didn't understand this and would scream at him for doing everything wrong when he would mix the paints together. Anyways, my room was finished, and I went to the lounge and replaced the lounge with my room. and we all got to showcase our rooms.

after this, we went to a stage place. it was dark blue and we were all on stage, not sure what we were doing on it but we weren't performing, just messing around and stuff. then a ton of 40 - 60 year old overweight women pooling in, then the show started. no it wasn't us, it was two asian men and one English person in the middle, it was a question show.

I think I was the Asian man on the left but viewing it in third person since I was thinking his answer. anyways, the question was: "Whats That Pikachu?" (literally.).


the man on the right answered.. "it's an anime made in Japan about a creature named Pikachu" and got it right, I however answered "it's a TV show in Britain about people who are morbidly obese".. I got it right, yay 😁.

then the show ended, and I went back to my house.

It's not quite lucid yet but bare with me, I left my weird house that was far away from my actual home, and I tried running back to my normal house but this time I got lost, I almost got run over a ton, and my pants were lounge pants so they kept hanging over my feet, then I made it to a city, not my hometown city though.

I saw an alleyway with red stairs on it, then I continued to walk up the red stairs/ladder. I saw a red cage at the top which was red aswell.

it had two kittens in it, one yellow one white. while climbing up I heard a voice below me yell "YO DAWG WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING YOU'RE GONNA KILL YOURSELF" I immediately walked down and I was greeted with three men sitting in front of me.

one man was Completely naked, with his peepee out, and he was mildly hairy. the two guys behind him were just normal people sitting down.

we talked for a bit, then one of the guys said "you see those kittens up there in the cage?, well that Yellow one theres named Nurse. Get it? Nurse?" as it was like some ultra funny pun or something.

then in the windows behind us, someone pulled their apartment window up and looked at him angrily, she was a nurse. now I don't remember what happened next but I do remember that someone threw something, not sure if he threw something at her or if she threw somethin at him but something was thrown.

THE LUCID PART

we all got up, and ran in the city, I remember it was like GTA San Andreas cause I picked up an item whilst running and it made the GTA San Andreas noise. whilst running, for some reason we stopped and then I was on my own

then they dissapeared. I was by myself, confused, I saw Harry Potter. we talked for awhile then we caught up with his friends, but he was running since they were running away from us, except, I couldn't run.

I knew I was dreaming but I didn't have much control, I kept trying to run but I was just running at a less than average walking speed, I also tried changing stuff about the dream but it didn't work. it was so sad. once we all got there, we all turned into cute adorable hamsters then I woke up.

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

At my room, feeling horny, somehow I start having sex with a giant plush rabbit toy. The notice I have the window curtains pulled open and lights on and some neighbors could be watching, so I stop and close the curtains embarrassed.

Later some cops knock on my door with a warrant, do a search and find nothing. Then a food inspector comes and finds spoiled food on fridge. I wonder why would that be a problem, then think he might associate that with the fact I used to sell some food made at home. But who and why is trying to frame me?
I go out and come back by subway at night. I get out at a shady station and regret immediately when I see lots of shady guys looking at me. I decide to go back and get out at another station. But when I am going back to the station I feel a needle on my buttock. Shit! I run all possible scenarios through my head and I panic. I try to get to safety inside the station before passing out, but I start loosing my consciousness and my last thought is that I am screwed. I wake up.

I run a bar. At the end of the workday, I take a look at the deck tables and chairs an I find a leather jacket some lady forgot on a chair. I go around asking the people who are leaving but belongs to none of them. I check the pockets, besides 20€ it has some papers and two plane tickets. The name on it is of my neighbor Maria. I call her, no answer. I take the jacket to my back room.
A Japanese friend comes by and leaves a video we shot months ago. It is of me and other biologists friends doing some experiments and acting out for the film. Looks funny, but my mom is concerned when watching it, as we manipulated bacteria and biohazard material. I tell her we followed the protocols and that it was safe. Alex also comes by and asks me something about the graffiti I used to do. I tell him I don't do it for years. He says he is thinking about doing some activism with graffiti.
Then I am all alone and decide to test my magic abilities (telekinesis and such) to tide up the room. I lift my friends jacket in the air, make it zip itself and get into a hanger all by itself. I am amazed by my level of control, so I decide to amuse myself further.
I summon two characters, male and female and direct them like a movie to do this and that and they follow strictly. Obviously I end up directing them into sex. I tell the guy to undress the girl, do some oral sex on her and penetrate her. He is quite good at doing it but I notice the girl is not feeling comfortable as if not wanting it. I wonder if what I am doing isn't actually rape. I expected these dream characters to be like hollow robots, but they are actually very human and I feel very uncomfortable and stop the whole thing.

Morning of January 20, 2019. Sunday.

Dream #: 19,025-03. Reading time (optimized): 2 min.



My conscious self identity is absent. I am unsure of my implied age, but I am back in Cubitis where I have not lived since 1978. I remain in my bedroom. It seems to be late morning.

A gray military jet flies over the house from north to south. Its flight path is so low that I can see the details of its underside. However, my viewing of it would not have been possible in reality, as I would not have been able to see its path above the roof of the carport let alone through the north windows of my room from a distance. (Only orange trees and not much sky would have been visible.) There is likely the common but indirect x-ray vision perception in dream space. For a short time, there is also the vague awareness of windows to the south (a fictitious feature). This event happens a second time. I have no recall of my parents or their passing or my current life.

Later, I look out the west windows. There are several random vehicles parked north of the house, moved from their original locations, possibly because of roadwork and perhaps the construction of commercial buildings. (The area is more like part of a city rather than being rural as it was in real life.) The work seems to be occurring quickly, because when I look out the window again, our front yard has a line of vehicles oriented from northwest to southeast, ending close to where the windows of the southwest bedroom would have been. It is ridiculously intrusive, but I do not feel stress.

The first vehicle (closest to Highway Seventeen) is a white semi-trailer truck with its trailer, facing away from the house.

A blue USA mail van is one of the vehicles closest to the house (though the closest one remains unseen), facing towards it. There are several other vehicles, mostly commercial, though there is a dune buggy near the mail van as well as a cement mixing truck. I notice that the front yard is completely paved over (as with a parking lot) rather than being a lawn. Although this seems curious and unfamiliar, I do not question anything. I anticipate that the trucks will probably soon no longer be present. In a short time, the work will continue south, and the front yard will likely be lawn again as well.

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Vestibular system correlation is not inherited here but projected, as my infra-self remains passive. The jet flies over my bedroom twice, but the process does not match my illusory state of awareness, resulting in the manifestation of enigmatic space rendering as a parking lot, displaying how my physical body does not move as I sleep.

The mail van is possibly a factor of the interconsciousness, yet may also only (or additionally) represent communication between my dream self and conscious self identity as showing me my body is “parked” in bed. (I am in bed in my dream looking out my windows.)

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Morning of January 20, 2019. Sunday.

Dream #: 19,025-02. Reading time (optimized): 1 min.



I find myself with a magazine. I am looking at a two-page spread that features Marvel trading cards in what may be a 5 x 5 layout on each page. (The size orientation varies. At one point, the imagery seems miniature.)

Zsuzsanna is with me. The location is unfamiliar but implied to be our present home.

After looking at the pages, I briefly watch a scene from a movie on television. Tigra appears. There is a distortion, and now there is a female character who seems to be implied to be in a costume with snow leopard attributes.

While again looking at the pages, I feel their surface, suspecting that a real card may be over the image of one and “hidden,” blending in with the layout. I discover that there is a card taped over an image. (They do not match.) It is in the middle of the top row on the left-hand page. It is taped only at the top, facing down.

I carefully peel the top of the trading card from the adhesive tape. I do not want to tear the surface.

Before I see its number, Zsuzsanna informs me that card number 17 is the only one we are missing. The new card turns out to be number 17.

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My dream self (in subliminal space, in so-called non-lucid mode) exhibits control by creating something “real” out of an image based on expectation. That happens often. People who promote that lucidity is a requirement for dream control have no credibility.

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non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening


Have some kind of portals that allow me to go into different places undetected because I can come out invisible if I want.
I first go to a place where lots of animals roam, become friend with a tiny pigmee monkey, he has some skin disease and is infested with parasites. I try my best to remove them and he sits still. Then I realize the insects are scary. There is a huge praying mantis close by and then another big bug, the size of a cat, looking like a dinosaur, comes to eat it. Then I spot a few more dinossaur like creatures, like a couple of dog-sized t-rex fighting each other.
I dont feel very safe here. I go through a portal and get to another location. Recognize it as the house of this lady I know, who is a hoarder and has dozens of animals. I want to be invisible as she is there with someone else. I just go from room to room to check on the animals, but I keep bumping and dragging stuff she has around and she senses my presence, thinks I am an angel and tries to communicate with me. I fly outside to her terrace and from there jump to the roof and find some other terraces and balconies. I spot some cool artsy place like a club or association whose symbol or mascot is a sexy cartoon female cat. I stop being invisible and I am welcomed by a friendly lady who shows me where is the bathroom, but there is some famous guy injecting some drugs and complaining I didn't knock before entering. She says she is so sorry and takes me elsewhere. I get to some other place and it is my own home and my boyfriend is waiting for me. He is tall, fit, dark hair and dark eyes, smooth white skin and I get instantly horny. He is also missing me a lot and also feels horny. We fuck, without even removing all the clothing. I scream with pleasure. He has a beautiful and well proportionate dick. We laugh and kiss and I instantly feel horny again and he says no problem, we go for a second round immediately. But the door opens and it's his mom and some friends. We look at each other awkwardly. They close the door. There was some surprise party planned or something, and people had already arrived. I feel a bit embarrassed but we are so in love, we just want to ignore them and continue.

Morning of January 19, 2019. Saturday.

Dream #: 19,024-02. Reading time (optimized): 2 min.



Many years of viable memory dissolve in my conscious self’s annihilation in the dream state as access to my unconscious mind is blocked by the preconscious to allow for rejuvenation in sleep. However, in eventually entering REM sleep, I do recall Zsuzsanna and her essence, though my dream implies we had not yet met (even though we have been married for over 20 years in reality).

There is a backstory that we are to meet and possibly marry in North Korea. For a time, I am confused. Maybe it is meant to be South Korea. However, the main focus is on North Korea, and the map seems to imply an area near Singye County.

Throughout my dream, I remain hesitant about going to North Korea. There are thoughts based on distortions of content from the American drama series “Colony” that we watched last night (though my dream self does not perceive the legitimate source), the second two episodes of the first season (“A Brave New World,” and “98 Seconds”).

In my dream, I live in America, although there is no further definition of what region. I do not recall or consider the existence of Australia or that I have lived here for over 20 years, and I do not perceive Zsuzsanna as a lifetime resident of Australia.

It seems that many tourists visit North Korea without problems, but there are rules. I read brochures about how tourists are expected to act.

Eventually, I enter the [inherited non-linear vestibular system correlation] process of this dream. I board an airplane (a supposed jet airliner), though the layout is more like a bus, where the pilot, an unfamiliar man of about 30, sits in front of me. There are vivid and pleasant sensations of movement as the airplane taxis down the runway and rises into the afternoon sky. The pilot seems cheerful and confident.

To my right, across the aisle and also at the front are two unfamiliar women in their thirties who start talking about misadventures with cockroaches. The pilot patiently asks them to stop talking, saying that it is breaking his concentration, though there is no feeling of imminent danger. I slowly and softly wake from this point. There is a stage where I hear his voice and feel the imaginary movements of the airplane, but there is no imagery.

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The pilot is the vestibular system simulacrum. The unknown females are factors of the interconsciousness. While the raw preconscious (and sometimes the interconsciousness) often dominates or “intrudes,” it does not typically do so in this type of process because I am closer to the subliminal anticipation of consciousness reinitiation and willing to re-establish the legitimate physicality of waking life. In some instances, the vestibular system avatar works against the dreamer, including when interconsciousness threads are present, while in other cases it works against interconsciousness threads as it does here. The determining cause seems to be ultradian rhythm as well as the incidental level of passivity in contrast to any willful intent of unhealthily sustaining sleep.

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non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

At some big mall. I meet my aunt Lisa, Carlos and their kids. She looks embarrassed to see me. Says she has been going to a doctor, has some health problems, potentially bad. That's why she is with her ex-husband and kids.
I see some people making a fuss at the door of a restroom. Some health inspector comes take note of the situation, I go see what it is. The bathroom has half a dozen toilets but all side by side without divisions and only a sliding curtain separating those waiting in line. Even more weird is that the toilets are high tech, with screens and wifi and conference calls and games, but no privacy.

I meet Ana Sofia and some friends at a cafeteria and I decide to join them. I try to eat something, but grab an egg sandwich to go. We go outside and I realize we're in Paris. It is crowded and at some point people are organizing a protest with very lights and the police is starting to get in position to crack down on them. We decide to get the hell out of there but we get separated in the confusion.
I am with some girl who has a map of the city and we try to think where the others were going. I see amazing monuments and buildings I had never seen and look for my camera. We get to a terrace with view to a magnificent area of the river, where we go on some boat with historical meaning and which takes us to see a wall on the other side of the river with amazing reliefs and paintings. There is some renowned stylist directing a photo shoot and his dog comes to the border of the boat to sniff people and befriends me. Then we hear a huge boom and the boat his hit by a big wave full of debris. I see people in the water in the middle of the debris. Our boat makes a very quick u-turn and leaves us back at the dock. They tell us another boat exploded, maybe a terrorist attack. Some people are crying because their family was in it. Everybody is scared and dispersing. My friend hands me my stuff and asks what we should do next.