non-lucid

So a friend of mine who got me interested in this site has been telling me about the whole "reality check" things to enduce lucid dreams, but I've always failed in them UNTIL TWO NIGHTS AGO...

In my dream, I was in this big city that kind of looked like a tiny packed street in China or Japan or something, with tons of lights and words I couldn't recognize on tons of signs all over the place. My friend Lupe shoes up and she's all "hey, wanna go to this knick knack store?" or however she worded it that made it seem like we were going to some junk shop down the street. I said sure and we headed for the store. When we get inside I see tons of shelves and tons of figurines and such but I can't make out what they are or what they mean, but I somehow know what they all are. There's a clock near the door and a few people in the store. Lupe sees somebody she knows in the store and starts talking to them while I aimlessly wander down an isle of knick knacks. I check the time but the clock is all topsy-turvy like I can't make out the exact time every time a blink it changes or the hands move in funny ways (and that's normal for me in dreams, I can never read clocks. That COULD be a reality check but it never registers for me, I just think it's completely normal and that the clock will tell me the time later haha).

I turn back to the shelves and overhear Lupe talk about her class schedule with the person she ran into in the store. Whatever she said made me think, like "hey, she doesn't have that class this quarter" or "wait a minute, she's graduating next quarter not next year" or something that made me realize what she was saying was wrong. And then it hits me:

ITS A DREAM.

HOLY SH*T.

I start floating.

I'm all in my head "woah, I'm floating, this is a dream and I'm floating YES! I can do anything I want in this dream this is fantastic!"

And then like amnesia, I find I'm back down on the ground and everything in this dream is considered "normal" and I'm back to my fantasy in the dream not knowing it's a dream anymore. I just go through the isles, Lupe catches up with me, and we leave for another store a few blocks away. We don't get to it because I "wake up."

BUT I DIDN'T WAKE UP!

I'm in bed, in a room that is basically my apartment but the scenery is mixed with my apartment and Lupe's living room. I sit up in bed, stretch and see my friends Jackie and Sam are there but Lupe isn't. I groggily great them, head towards the kitchen (I'm suddenly wearing a white robe for no good reason), and pour myself a glass of iced tea like I would do if I actually was awake. I nonschalantly tell them about how I had a lucid dream but I wasn't reacting to it as I the actually awake person I am right now typing this. Everything after that becomes fuzzy and then I'm ACTUALLY awake finally.

So basically two momentous things happened that I'm not even sure really happened: a dream within a dream, which I never have, and a lucid dream, which I apparently had. But it was like I only noticed I was lucid for a few minutes and then I was sucked back into the dream reality. BUT after I was back in the dream reality, I had "split personalities" again, where I see myself in the dream doing stuff like I'm narrating or filming it or something but I can't do anything to change its course. Up til the lucid point in the store, I was in my own point of view FINALLY. I rarely have my own point of view dreams.

So I kind of want an opinion... was this really a lucid dream? Or was this my dream person making myself think I had a lucid dream? It's confusing...

TA DA

This was another really long dream, but I don't remember any of the beginning.

I had to help her, I had to find her and talk to her. There was a girl, she was never allowed out of her house to see anyone. I can't remember how I managed it, but I clearly remember the end.
I was with Cameron, it was night. I looked over a picket fence, and I saw her in her backyard. There was a tall tree to the right of the yard, the entrance to her house on the left and a seat for 3-4 in the middle. I jumped over the fence, struck by the scene. The whole backyard glowed softly, with only darkness surrounding it. I found her and sat down with her, of course the first thing we did was kiss. She was reluctant at first, but then she kissed me, and sat on my lap. I didn't want to do anything other than kiss her and talk, but it seemed she wanted more from me somehow. I don't remember what she looks like, only that she was short, and had curly hair and pale white skin, but she felt really, really familiar...

I was with a group of people, in a resort or something. There are huts (or something), and I saw people playing cards. There's a main one-floor building nearby, and other huts near the shore. I went inside one, and found a bandaged demi-human, playing the stereo. Then he got annoyed because the stereo in the other hut is playing too loud. He increased the volume of his own stereo. I left, thinking he would hear his own stereo better if he put it facing the inside of the hut instead of outside.

There was some sort of a meeting. I saw LGBT books lined on the sea wall. One has a yellow cover, with a drawing of a chick, as if it's inside the egg.

Then I was with another group of people, and they were holding someone hostage. Flora? They were talking about something, when someone who looked like me, wearing stylish army clothing (?). He said he was fascinated by them (demi-humans).

They attacked him with swords, and they moved very fast. He (I?) also moved fast, avoiding them, while talking to them at the same time. He asked what more they are asking for. He didn't specify what, but I got the idea that he was talking about how great they are in speed and other talents.

Eventually, he (I?) was caught.

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Dreamsigns:

demi-human
hostage
physical attack

This one was looong, and ended with me becoming lucid briefly!

It all began with some sort of an excursion with school. We were in some kind of an open room, in the side of a mountain. I think I recognise it from a video game I played a long time ago. I was looking over the edge of one of the gardens and accidentally dropped something, a ring? It fell but I knew where it would be. A girl from my school had also dropped something, and so we asked the teacher there if we could go find it. I got delayed by something, I had to talk to them for a long time on some sort of platform before I was able to go down stairs. It took a long time, and I never actually ended up getting the item I dropped.

Change. I, and four other people are trapped in a facility. There was a lot of the dream I don't remember, something about some sort of red liquid, which foamed up in our mouths. I made a plan to escape and take everyone with me. The whole facility is actually floating, outside the sky is red and cloudy. I remember finding my way into a security tower, which overlooks a landing pad which resembles that of one of the Star Wars movies. I jump out the window and fly away, knowing I'm going to get spotted before I escape. The man who runs the facility sees me and alerts the guards. I see a phone, it looks like the Nokia blackberry copy, on top of some sort of water tank. I know it's the man's. I maneuver to grab it, and I know I'm fading out. I desperately try to read the two messages in his inbox, and try and commit them to memory. I read the first one, but I can't remember what it said.

Change. I'm in an underground facility, the walls are made of stone. I'm Neo, and I'm with Trinity. I immediately recognise that we're in the plot of a movie. We walk to the end of a small bridge with overlooks blackness. There is a small stone door, on a stone ledge, small enough to crawl through. On it are the letters 'SMDSI May Live', or something similar to that. I immediately remembered that it is a movie, and told Trinity that it is the title, 'She Must Die So That I May Live' I told her to wait in the lobby, and turned the other way. I felt horrible.

Change. I think I must have had an FA in which I got up and went to the toilet. It's either early morning or late afternoon, and overcast, because there is a soft grey glow coming in through the window. I look up in the mirror, the bathroom light isn't on and the only light is that which comes through the window. Oh goodness, not again. My mouth was full of the red foam from one of the earlier dreams, and it was blocking off my hearing. I tried to spit out as much as I could, it made my hearing come back buy my mouth still felt full. I look up. What the!? I had hair which went down to my shoulders, and my face looked like that of a woman. Since when was my hair this long, I don't remember! I did the nose check RC, and could breath in. It took a second to click, but I was dreaming! I looked into the mirror, and morphed my looks back to normal, my hair shrank back to it's regular length, and my face morphed back to it's regular shape. I got excited, and tried to stabilise the dream. I yelled at the dream telling it to stabilise, and remembered to use my senses. I rubbed my hands together and looked at the kitchen. The light was on, an older style bulb. I knew to take note of my environment and I looked at the light, it was in a chandelier, which was actually made of a glass floral punch bowl we own, but warped slightly. The kitchen was also bigger than it is in waking life. I wasn't controlling my breathing, I was still too excited.

I wake up in bed, in full SP and try to re-enter, but my mind is too active. I'll get it soon.

16.06.2011

Gangsters (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This has nothing to do with the movies or videogame, by the way.

I remember that I was a male hitman/mercenary/whatever who was hired by the Japanese mafia to go into South America and collect some golden treasure from the Pyramid of Giza. Yes, I know it's actually in Africa.

Anyway, I also seemed to have very bad luck with the ladies since every woman I would try to take to dinner would give up and lose interest in me because every date was interrupted by a call from the 'boss man'.

I remember the point of view I was given changing into something from Call of Duty:Black Ops (which I never played) and I was holding a controller in my hand and controlling how I was aiming the gun as time slowed down to save my female companion and myself from Chinese mafia who tried to stop me in an Airport. I failed a few times but, since I got a few retries and the power to turn back time (which changed things dramatically) I was able to finally save her.

Then the rest of the dream gets a little hazy. I remember capturing the Japanese boss-man, revealing that I was actually a woman and then I woke up.

16.06.2011

Johnny Cage? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Tonight I had three Dreams. The first was very hazy. All I remember is that, for some reason, I was Johnny Cage and I was having sex with Sonya Blade. She got kidnapped from me, I went after her, and then I was woken up by my husband. I don't remember anything else. Both of those characters are characters from Mortal Kombat, by the way. I guess I just have MK on the mind.

[This is both a catch-up post and a repost. Apparently, there was a server crash recently that ate this entry after I posted it the first time.]

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

Some events unfold that I'm not a part of. [I don't remember what they were now, but there was definitely a plotline involved, and I was definitely just an outside observer.] When these events are over, I find myself sitting in a movie theater, watching the end credits of a movie. I realize that all of the preceding events were a movie.

I walk out into the theater lobby, which is long, narrow, and wedge-shaped, growing slightly wider as I approach the entrance. I walk out through the theater's glass front doors onto the sidewalk. There, I meet up with my parents again.

My parents and I are in a strange, [possibly?] open-air, car-like vehicle with a hired driver. I'm showing them around the quaint, seaside downtown of Lake Worth [which, as usual for me in my dreams, looks absolutely nothing like it does in real life; it looks more urban]. We marvel at the awesomely cheesy anti-drug mural painted on the wall of one building.

[Different dream.] I'm flying above M. Road, traveling north, but facing south. I'm being pulled backward by that unknown, unseen force that so often does that in my flying dreams. I realize that I'm dreaming and take control of the situation by concentrating on the details of the scenery around me, as if I were going to stop to admire them. It works as intended: my backward motion slows, then stops. Then, I start flying forward under my own willpower, heading toward home (i.e., south). As I fly, I admire the rich detail of the scene around me and how much like reality it is.

[Dreamskip.] I'm now in a quiet, peaceful, suburban residential neighborhood, on a concrete walking path separated from the backyards on either side of it by fences. I hop along the sidewalk like an astronaut on the moon, making slow jumps that carry me several feet into the air, then slowly floating back down in an arc. I'm enjoying the fun of being in a low-gravity environment, which my dream environments often are.

I get up onto one of the fences and perform several floating glide-leaps from one parallel fence to another, combining jumping with flying. Then, I decide to try to change the dream environment to a different one by closing my eyes and spinning. I think, If I'm going to do that, I'd better start from a standing start. I jump off the fence I'm on and float gently down to the sidewalk. Once I'm standing on it, I think, Neopia, and close my eyes, but forget to spin around.

When I open my eyes, I'm in a much different suburban neighborhood. I'm standing in the middle of a straight street, looking down its length. It's lined on both sides with brightly colored, two-story houses with lush, green trees in their front yards. It doesn't look much like any of the official artwork of Neopia, but nonetheless, I become aware that this is Neopia, and that I've succeeded in my goal of changing the scene and getting there. I'm so excited about this that the scene winks out of existence after about two seconds, and I wake up. [Sigh.]

[Later, different dream.] I'm attending some special event at a theme park on behalf of [the company I've been teaching with]. I'm with SH and TS [two of my fellow teachers]. We're all wearing our white lab coats, and we're walking across a plaza that has a circular concrete beam running overhead, around the perimeter. I see some friends of mine wearing full rubberhead Sesame Street character costumes, also walking across the plaza in the opposite direction. I say to the young man in the Elmo costume who is carrying the head and looking sweaty and tired, “Hi, Mark. Go get some water.”

There are many other people there, changing into or out of costumes. Many of them are hanging their hangers on the concrete ring. TS suggests that we hang our lab coats from it, but I prefer to go back to the trailer, which [only in the dream, not in real life] has sides with panels that open to reveal closets [like my band trailer did in high school]. I want to put my lab coat there because I can make sure that trailer is locked.

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Side notes:

That first scene, where I realized that everything that had preceded it had just been a movie I was watching, was a particularly cool example of day residue. I had just been to the movies the evening before I had this dream. The recent article about how dreaming and watching movies produce very similar patterns of brain activity has informed the way I watch movies now; I always mentally compare the two experiences. In the movie I watched on this evening (Limitless), the ending felt exactly like being suddenly, rudely awakened by an alarm clock when you're still right in the middle of a dream. It's not surprising that that experience gave rise to an actual dream in which a movie ended and I suddenly realized, “oh, yeah, that didn't actually happen, I'm just watching a movie.” Both within the dream and in retrospect, that realization felt very similar to the realization, “oh, yeah, that was just a dream” that I've often had just after both false and real awakenings. Therefore, that moment of realization within that dream felt very much like a false awakening.

It belatedly occurs to me that Neopia is an entire planet. If I chose only one specific locale on that planet and made that the focus of my intentions, I'd probably have better success getting there.

I was in some sort of trial, I had been bio-engineered to contain butterfly DNA, in the hopes that I could fly. I remember being in Port Macquarie, though my purpose there I'm not sure of. It was night, and I was on one of the higher levels of the resort, though the room didn't resemble anywhere I've ever been before. I could feel I was different, I could physically feel that if I learned to, I could fly, as though I had wings in my back.

I have a fragment of being in a carpark, it was daytime. We were going to court, something about my modifications. I don't remember the first visit or anything that happened during it, it is all blank.

I made the decision, I was going to have to learn to fly. I went to a field, long, stretching glass plains and tried to fly, but I failed. I needed to get my father to help me. My dad was in the loungeroom, with 3 other people. One was his business partner, the other my dentist, and I'm not sure on the 4th, but I believe he was old. They were all drunk, and relaxing in soft padded lounge chairs. It was late afternoon, and a soft, warm sunlight filled the room, but the atmosphere was still tense for me.
"I'm going to learn to fly. I want to, all the hormones in my body are telling me I have to, there's no reason not to."
They didn't seem as disturbed as I thought they were going to be, and I told them I would owe them a 6 pack for helping me.

The dream skips, and I am in court again. Artificial lighting, lots of wooden furniture and walls. I believe I was being told that I wasn't allowed to learn to fly. All the people here wore suits, with extremely pale skin. One old man in particular glowed blue, and stared at me and hissed. They had some sort of paper shredder made out of spinning knives in a box.

I wish I remembered more of this dream. I thought and felt as though I was in waking reality throughout the whole dream, and it was one of the most vivid dreams I've had in a long time. I could physically feel how I would use my wings, it's such a weird sensation and I can stir the feeling in waking life. The men in the suits have me confused, they had a very, very strong presence.

June 15 2011

I was just jumping around the dream thinking an item could make me the emperor of France. The item was a paper crown from McDonald's, then a piece of a chandelier, then a knife thrown near me.

Yes a guy threw a knife at me but at this point in my dreaming life, even nonlucid, I know I have all these abilities and I am totally fearless. Actually I ran at the knife to get as close to possible to where it would land so I could get to it quickly being the item that would make me emperor and all.

But this is the 3rd dream in as many nights where I thought something where another country was the main theme. Not sure what all this means, I have no trips planned nor do I want to take one. Hmmm.

Short sequence this morning. I was playing some sort of (seemingly aged) RTS game that felt like a combination of Total Annihilation and Frozen Synapse. I seemed to think I was playing against my brother or someone I knew well, and I massed up a giant attack but it was crushed by my opponents entrenched defensive position. This was followed up by what seemed like a video montage of several WoW-esque dungeon/raid sequences, except that it seemed as though there was some competitive component to what was going on; I recall it would have occasional text overlay narration explaining things such as "EVO prefers encounters that involve unusual mechanics like canons" as though WoW instances were something that would be at EVO or some other gaming convention.

06/10/11

There was a plague of some sort and everyone was getting sick. A lot of people were gathered together in this hospital type place, it was huge. Like an airport, it had restaraunts and what not. I believe it was my 21st birthday and I had two people with me, they were people I knew, but I cannot think of who they were. We went inside a restaraunt because we were hungry and I wanted to celebrate.

After this, I'm walking through one of the hallways and start coughing up blood. I knew I had it. So I found a room that I could slowly die in. Strange enough, I seemed to have accepted my upcoming death, even though I knew it would be slow and painful.

06/11/11

Took a nap, fell asleep watching the X-Files.

Soo, needless to say, my dream was a little creepy. It was nighttime and I forgot to shut my window. I heard someone mowing our lawn with headlights and it was really scary. I was crouched down on the floor with my son, hoping they wouldn't look in the window.

Also remember alien ghosts and JUST remembered I did become lucid. There was FBI everywhere and it was daylight again. I jumped off the ground hoping to fly, but I came back down and woke up.

06/12/11

I was in a large building and there was a room with a curtain and inside there were two showers across from eachother. I wanted to shower and had no towel, so I walked across to another room just like it where there were a couple people. I can't remember if they were showering or not. I recognized a towel that we have in WL and as I went to grab it I asked to make sure nobody was using it. They told me that some girl was. I was slightly annoyed because I knew it was my towel. I walked back to the other room and began to undress. I left the curtain open and it didn't seem to matter to me. It felt alright, nobody cared. Like a Co-Ed locker room or something...

I'm in the shower and notice my grandpa walks in. (somewhere between that last sentence and this next one I changed clothes.) He was talking to me about a game, like he was my coach. He wanted me to exercise but he said something like, "Ohh, you might not want to spend THIS time training." I didn't really feel like working out but I didn't want to disappoint him. I told him I didn't mind. I can't remember anything else.

I was in journalism class and we had to write an article about friendship. I was using a lot of pictures in my article (we aren't supposed to use pictures, other than one that's seperate from the article). I was using Photoshop to make scenes. For some reason my group of friends were horses, but I changed it to dogs later on.

I couldn't dream very well last night. It felt like my dreams weren't fully dreams, just what I was imagining, but I was asleep. I did have two that I remembered so here they are:
The first one I was on the TARDIS with the Doctor (from doctor who, if anyone is confused). I'm not sure whether I was his companion or just watching. Well there were these 2 kids, a boy and girl, who the Doctor liked so he let them tag a long. We were looking for Ood for some reason. The kids had on these glasses that let you see what something really was, they looked like those round Ozzy Osbourne glasses. The kids were looking around and they kept seeing this Ood mocking them in the wall. Finally the Doctor took the glasses to look himself, but when he looked at the kids they were actually these huge wormy looking larva things. The Ood in the wall came out, but it wasn't an Ood anymore, it was one of those things grown up. It turns out those were the kids mothers. I started to walk to a hallway which led into my second dream:
This one I was in like a hotel. There was some conference about to be held. I remember this old lady giving me a elevator card. I went into the elevator and swiped the card, but then it asked for a passcode. I guessed it right (It was something like 2475). I walked down some more hallways and other doors yada yada then when I went through a door into a confererence room and the janitor who was cleaning up looked like Zac Efron. I smiled at him, and he kind of smiled back. Anyway, then I went into the next room, and it was my dad's office, but it wasn't. For some reason I knew I wasn't allowed in there and tried to get out. I saw my dad and he escorted me out, but I accidently went into a room where a panel was being held. It was over movies or something. There were'nt only business men in there though, there were surfers and then a rather fat women and her 2 kids and they all had on IMAX 3D glasses. After I got out of there I woke up.

I went to bed around 12:30AM, fell asleep closer to 2AM, woke up around 9:30AM.

First of all, this is Tofino, BC. Here's where it is on a map of Canada. It's a huge surf spot on Vancouver Island. It's beautiful, lots of happy island folk and all that jazz. I'd love to go there some day.

So that's where I was in this dream. I was in Tofino with two of my friends. I just watched Lilo and Stitch last night so the whole surfing thing makes sense. Anyways, we're hanging out on the beach, which is surrounded by near-black cliffs over a hundred feet high. We all ran into the water and suddenly had surf boards which we were hanging on to, floating between a bunch of wiry rock arches coming out of the water. In front of us, or to the right of the bay, there was this huge pillar-type rock formation partway in the ocean. It was light brown and had cracks in it that resembled the scales of a tortoise leg. There might have been a few sparse trees at the very top. One of my friends started swimming towards it but I told her to stop because the waves seemed attracted to it. The water was rising probably 20 or 30 feet by it but would never break into a wave. It still seemed dangerous and I told her we should stay where the smaller waves are for now. We never actually went surfing.

Now here's where Cortes Island is. I've been there and the surrounding islands before. There's about 900-1000 people, no lines on any of the roads (which are all curved and are constantly going up and down), no street lights, no traffic lights, and most of the houses look like cabins. There are wolves, cougars, seals, whales, tons of wildlife. SO, that's where I was in the next part. Just giving you an idea of the scenery.

I was in a house with ♥Mark, one we had apparently just moved in to, except I was in pajamas and we were both like, "How did we get this house?" So we were walking around the living room and kitchen, which were both quite small. I tried using a phone that was on the counter but the buttons weren't working, which was awful because I really wanted to call my mom and talk to her about jobs and how we got this house and how we were going to pay for it. I glanced down the hallway which was like.. barely 10ft and said, "Oh, I guess we should pick our rooms." but I think ♥Mark was busy looking at something in the living room. I have a feeling a TV was already set up and there was a fireplace. So I went into the bathroom and realized at this point that I was in pajamas and not wearing a bra, which was very uncomfortable and I wanted to change and go outside. Instead, my view changed to an overhead view of the bathroom with me still in it and I saw a sort of time lapse of it being redone. I saw/heard myself sigh and noticed how depressed I suddenly was, even though it looked great when it was done. My view returned and I was stroking the light purple wall, noticing that I couldn't unbend my pinkies and it was very uncomfortable. I yelled out the door, "Great job doing the bathroom, Mark!" and didn't seem so upset at this point.

[some kind of transition]

I'm at a store with my super cool grandma, still on Cortes. It's filled with paintings, mostly, and there are a few on these long, skinny, rectangular canvases that are especially beautiful. Just abstract flowers and stuff. My grandma starts hugging me, like a really sincere, firm hug and tells me how beautiful I am. She was acting much more peppy than she is IRL, but otherwise it was all pretty normal. She told me that she wanted me to pick out one of the long, skinny paintings, which ever one I liked best. I was so happy that she was going to buy one for me and said, "I really don't know, they're all so beautiful."

I started to wonder where ♥Mark had gone because he was supposed to be with us. I walked outside the store, which was missing two walls, and got onto this laptop that was connected to a tree or something. He was online so I asked him where he was. He said he was playing Vindictus so I was like, "Wait, you're at home?" and then something like, "Why aren't you here?" He said, "Yeah. About that..." Before he could say anything else, I added, "I wanted you to come out with me today and meet my grandma." ♥Mark started explaining that because he's married now, he becomes schizophrenic when he's in cars with other people. I was sad about that but I think I just walked away from the laptop after saying something else and spelling Vindictus as "Vindictueus". I had been having a lot of trouble typing the entire time.

So then I was walking in this gravel parking lot of some kind, and also saw myself walking in it, towards my point of view. I had a baggy black sweater on and fairly short tan shorts. I was missing a flip flop. I turned and ran back to get it, as it was just a few feet behind me and realized I had also forgotten my camera on the beach from the beginning of the dream. I freaked out and didn't think I'd be able to find it now, that it had washed away with the tide.

something something

foggy

I think that's it.

I forgot much of the details.. like I always do these days... but here it is.

Me and my sister where getting ready to go on our Hawaii trip(we leave July 1st in real life ) and we were packing up and saying goodbye and stuff but my sister had a nervous look on her face. She said she wasn't sure that she could go because she didn't have any tampons. I told her she could just use mine and then we got going. I remember asking her which island we were going to visit first, I think it was Oahu. We got into our hotel room and it was really nice. I don't remember anything during this part.. the next thing I remember is packing up to go to the next island. I think we were there with a group of people, mostly adults. We went to the elevator and my dad was there for some reason and me and him stepped into the elevator with the intention of going to the first floor. Other people joined us in the elevator, I think some of them were part of the group we were with, and we missed our floor. I had a bad feeling in my stomach and i knew something was wrong. The elevator took us to the basement floor where we got out and I saw the group of friends(or atleast I thought they were our friends) standing around. Everything seemed fine until this girl with a blond ponytail gave an evil look and whipped out her gun and started running and chasing and shooting everyone. She was supposed to be in our group of friends but she turned against everyone and went crazy, shooting everything in sight. It was a bloody murder. This murder scene replayed for a second time, only I expected what was about to happen this time so I grabbed a gun and got ready. I'm not sure what happened next..