non-lucid

Dream Recall I
August 3rd 2010
Total of dreams: 2

It's nighttime. Me, my sister, her husband and my mom are standing in a bus. We need to go to a toilet, so then we walk off the next bus stop. I try to find a toilet nearby. The toilet I find fills the whole room, and is extremely dirty. The method that was used to divest was to put a big, flat bowl under your butt, and in the center of this bowl was a tiny hole where you could... divest through. The toilet itself was formed like waves, and you had to go on top of the bowl (probably 2 meters from the ground) to sit. I had to empty this divestment in the bowl in a larger hole on top of the wavy toilet. Since the divestment didn't go through, I felt like I had to hide it somewhere. In the door, when I was done, I turned around to the toilet and looked upon it with a feeling of dirtiness.

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In my hotel room I made love to a dark-haired guy with curls. He had white clothing. I couldn't see his face, maybe because of the high brightness in the very dream, and everything was in fact black and white. That night, I had an extreme feeling of horniness. It was raining outside the window, and a man was standing there (in a bird's-eye view, since we were a few floors above him) with a very special gun, with him shooting against our window. I didn't care, I was feeling safer than ever. The bullets went slowly through the rain. They looked more like mini-comets. He hit neither us nor the window, so he gave up and walked away.

Details are a bit fuzzy today (sauvignon blanc), but I know the dreams were vivid, logical, and mundane enough that I couldnt tell I was dreaming (you'd be surpised what's mundane in my life).

Something about a primitivist hippie commune/farm in the forest. Ive never been to this one, perhaps it's a composite of several farming and primitivist communities I've lived with. I remember saying that I felt more at ease there than at any other community Ive been to. The people there were very happy and jovial.

Why are there arcade games in the forest? Ive seen much more bizarre things, I suppose. Its a driving game. I don't have any money, but I sit down in the chair and take the wheel. It works! Its very real. Now I'm in a real car... at least it seems real, like I'm really driving, but I know I'm still sitting in the chair, in front of a screen, in the middle of the forest. Wow, Im driving through a hilly countryside. Its very beautiful, sunny with little puffy clouds. Lots of twists and turns. Its making me sort of nauseous, so I get out of the chair.

I'm in a strange house, on the top bunk of a large bed with a very sexy young man whom Ive never met, and yet were very intimate and comfortable together. Perhaps weve been lovers in some long forgotten dreams. Were cuddling (I don't often actually perform sex acts in dreams. Usually its just a lot of cuddling, kissing, petting , and rolling around), watching a movie. The movie keeps jumping out and becoming real. Satyrs, elves, fairys, minotaurs. Happy creatures with joy and slight mischief in their eyes. A huge grey cat that looks like none Ive ever seen before comes bounding up to the bed, intelligence, benevelolence, and obvious sentience dancing in her flickering eyes. I want to cuddle with the kitty, but I somehow know it's inapropriate.

(This is the third or fourth dream in several weeks to feature magical creatures, btw. Last time it was giants, and we were working together, trying to save a race of dwarfs that lived at the base of a great plateau that I bounded, almost flew down, while the giants leaped from ledge to ledge, down and down to the base of the plateau)

[This is a catch-up journal entry. This dream is from the night of November 8-9.]

I'm at a live performance that [somehow] involves stuffed animals. The show is over, and everyone in the audience is walking in a long line through the amphitheater-style auditorium to return their stuffed animals.

I go outside to get some kind of chicken and some kind of appetizer from an outdoor food stall. The recipe for the appetizer is on the side of a box of Ritz crackers. One of the steps in the recipe is to cut up some kind of food by pushing the two halves of a kitchen gadget together. The guy running the food stall has this gadget and is working on preparing the appetizer [I think; I'm writing this from notes an entire week after the fact, so I don't really remember]. I ask him, “Zucchini wo tabete mo ii desu ka?” [Translation: “Is it okay if I eat the zucchini?”] I use those exact words because I can't think of the word for “zucchini” in Japanese. [Other than that, though, my dream!Japanese was perfectly correct and accurate to real!Japanese this time.]

[Fragment] Something involving Tinkerbell being able to “grow” to human size, e.g., to be played by a human, in another live performance.

[This is a catch-up journal entry. This dream is from the night of November 6-7.]

[Fragments] Something involving making a delivery of some kind using my car. I remember wondering where my car keys were just as I was waking up from the dream. I also remember riding my old, green GT bike in the rain.

IHOP and Denny's are having a TV commercial war. I'm watching a series of commercials for the two chains, one after the other. One of them [I'm not sure which restaurant it was for] focuses on the repetition of the phrase, “Accurate fries, accurate donuts,” accompanied by images of the two items. It means that when you order fries or mini-donuts as a side item there, they always serve you the correct amount. Later, I'm at Denny's with my mom.

I'm riding in a car, passing by the fields of a local high school. I can see their marching band rehearsing, in their uniforms. Some marching band members from my own high school are there, too, also in their uniforms and rehearsing in a block.

I'm walking through the hallways of an unidentified high school. A female student is there, loudly crowing away about something political. The TV monitors mounted in the hallway are showing political advertisements. There's one pro-Whitman, anti-Brown ad that ends with the spoken line, “Last chance to come together, California.”

I'm in a UCSB dorm room, thinking to myself: What's the date today? April 9? 2 months. Meaning, in two months, I will be graduating and leaving the university forever. I think about how hard I'm going to cry when I have to pack up the contents of this room and leave it for the last time. I remember [or maybe I just inferred this after having woken up, I'm not sure] that I went to Kentucky during fall quarter, then returned to UCSB for the winter and spring quarters to finish up the last of my studies. [As opposed to real life, where it was spring quarter that I missed to go to Kentucky.] My roommate Sarah M. is in the room. I have to be on my way and go to math class without my math homework completed, because I've been goofing off all weekend.

A group of Chinese international students and teachers come into the dorm room. One of the female teachers notices a magnet I have as a decoration. The magnet has five Chinese characters on it. She reads them aloud, in Chinese, but stumbles over the last one, giving two different possible readings for it. As she puzzles over the characters, I say to her, in Japanese, “Imi mo nai na no da.” [Translation: “They don't even mean anything.”] I know this to be the case because I know that this particular string of characters came from Hanzi Smatter. The female teacher understands what I said, and agrees with me. She and the other teachers and international students then start a conversation, all in Japanese. When they ask me a question in Japanese, my reaction is, “Oh, God, now I've started it!” I'm nervous and self-conscious because I haven't spoken any Japanese in a long time. It takes me a second, but I manage to formulate an answer to the question in perfectly good Japanese. [I don't remember what the question and answer were, but I do remember that] At some point during the conversation, I say something like, “Kono kanji wa imi ga nai to itte kumatta desu.” I know what I mean when I say it, which is, “I heard that these kanji don't mean anything.” [But I know perfectly well that those aren't the proper Japanese words for “I heard that...” There goes dream!Japanese being weird again.] [Also, what I meant is that they don't mean anything as a phrase. Most likely they mean something individually, or else the teacher wouldn't have been able to identify readings for them.]

[Not sure if this one is in the correct chronological order.] I'm with my church choir, and we're singing a pretty Advent hymn. [I'm pretty sure it doesn't exist in reality, yet. I managed to record six notes onto my phone when I woke up, and someday I plan to compose it.]

I'm driving up toward UCSB with my parents. We see Dale C. performing live on the side of the road, by the exit off Highway 217 that leads to the airport. He's singing and playing the bongos.

I'm reading a little cloth book that Dale wrote about his music career. In the book, he says that he was more excited about the full-time income he would earn from being a musician than any other aspect of the career. This makes me think less of him.

I enter an unfamiliar house to get something. P. is there, and there is an unknown woman sleeping in the back room.

Dream 1-- Spice Girls Remix

So, this dream is half passive observer half I'm actually noticing that I'm in my body. Most of my dreams now are pretty sexual because I haven't masturbated for like a week now. I actually feel more energized because of it, but this is a DJ....

So I start out in my room. I'm facing away from my bathroom, meaning that I can see the rest of my room, including my bed and my LoveSac (which is a comfy and huge bean bag chair. I hear this music start to play. My whole screen of vision goes red and I can see this black girl with a golden wig on starting to sing. I think she starts singing a song that's uniquely Spice Girls at first so I can begin to recognize who they are.

This is my Passive Observer state. Here, it's like I'm just the camera for this music video with thoughts and critique. The camera will change easily and there won't be much feeling inside me, just thoughts and analysis of the video I'm watching.

So I see the black girl at first, she's wearing a white Halter top and some skimpy shorts. Suddenly, the camera pans out and I feel like I'm in my body in my room, and I can see all five of them. The song keeps playing and I'm having the realization that I'm listening to the Spice Girls in my room, but it doesn't cause me to RC or wake up. Then, the screen turns all green as the camera focuses in on another of the girls, who looks like she is kind of depressed. She is white with black hair, and she plays the cello. She has a very weird voice that doesn't actually go with the song at all. In my PassObs state, I question the legitimacy of her playing the cello and how it would affect the song. I start listening to the music more carefully and realize that the cello is being played really fast but somehow it works with the music. I get the feeling like in concert she must get really tired.

Pan out again. I'm sitting in the same place looking at all five of them. For one of the verses one of them starts to sing who sounds kinda Asian, and she even makes the comment about how she has the classic Asian accent, as part of the song. What's funny is how this whole time I am trying to remember the lyrics for the song, and I feel really confident in my version, but they keep changing the song into something really random, like at one point they are talking about horses.

Then the video suddenly shifts, and now I'm standing at the doorway to my sister's room, and I see this one hot blonde Spice Girl start doing a seductive dance as the beginning of another song. She is wearing basically nothing, I can see her stomache and legs. I want to F this girl, but I'm in PassObs (oh how I wish I was lucid!). They start another song, but it doesn't last very long because I roll over in bed.

Dream 2-- Busted by the Police for the First Time

So, this dream starts off similar to the other dream where I feel like I'm just a camera that is part of a movie. I am in the sky and floating down as I see lots of people crowded around some rides. There is procession of buses and sounds to my left. There are these silver gates that separate different areas where people are either waiting to get on a ride or are on the ride. It's all out on in the open, all on concrete, but I can't really see the ground because there are so many people.

As I am still floating downward in camera mode, I hear Dave Chappelle tell a Joke that I cannot remember, but I feel like I had it in my memory for a long time because I knew it when he said it. As the camera finally descends, I become a person and start walking around, but I am alone at this carnival. I get to this one section where there aren't a lot of people and I decide to try and start drinking so that I can loosen up and have some more fun. It's the classic red Solo cup filled with beer. As I drink and walk, I realize that I'm like the only one in this part of the Carnival somehow, and so I start walking towards the party. As I get closer, I see out of the corner of my eye that there is a group of police officersstanding on the other side of the metal fence, scoping out the situation and probably carding people.

At first, I feel really confident I won't get IDed as long as I walk confidently and act like I don't even notice them. I remember that I haven't shaved in four days and I have never gotten busted before. I walk past all of them, but the last one says "Hey, get over here" and "Show me your ID." I know I'm fucked, but I'm like "OK" in a calm voice. I start patting my pockets as if I don't know which pocket it's in. He is starting to get impatient and is like "C'mon, C'mon." As I open my wallet, I realize that I don't have my ID. Although in real life there is no real explanation for not having it, in my dream I think back to some event that happened earlier that justifies me not having it. I think about giving me school ID to the cop or this other ID I have, but he's like "You're not 21, I'm giving you a ticket." My heart sinks into my stomache and I feel awful. I can only look down as shame and guilt start to wash over me.

I start to wonder what went wrong, when I look up there is a mirror there. I see that I had been wearing this white polo with purple stripes, I wasn't actually shaved, and I looked 17. I was like wow I am never wearing polo shirts out again, and I start beating myself up mentally like why would I be so stupid to wear out a polo and next time I am coming with friends. Why didn't I come with friends? If I had been here with a frat everything would have been fine, and then I picture myself being with a frat and drinking and having fun and all of that. Then I wake up

Dream 3-- Space Ship Wars

This dream is super obscure, but it involves people from my high school, which should be the most ultimate dream sign in existence for me and I don't know why I can't seem to RC it properly when it happens! I could be having DILDs every night along with my WILDs!!

So the dream starts out at night time. I am on the radio with my teammates and we need to take out with our ships for what I think is a practice run, for fun. I don't remember ever flying these ships before and I can't think of any particular job we have to do for them. I am on some like school track or something, but there is a metal door that opens up like a garage door and reveals my space vehicle, which is shaped like a classic UFO.

It's me Peter, Brendon, and this blonde girl who is really hot. We take off and I'm super shitty at flying my craft. I hear Peter and Brendon talking over the intercom, and I can see a lot of the action out of my front mirror. Most of my movements aren't coordinated with my brain, so they just kinda happen and I have to go along with them. The opponents we are fighting have crafts in the shape of the female sign (the circle with a line down and the horizontal stripe), which is funny because I got shown a binky yesterday that was that exact sign/shape.

We start fighting the female shaped opponents, but I'm not really doing anything. I'm flying around just trying to get control of my vehicle, and I'm failing. I hear them talking about strategy and who they hit and who hit who, but I'm flying into a tree. I dodge the tree by going straight down and my shit crashes into a pool of water. Suddenly, I am swimming with this hot blonde, and Peter comes down too. We are all three in the pool, just relaxing, when Peter gets back in his craft and I get back in mine and we take off again. I still can't control mine for shit, and then Brendon announces that we won, so I land my UFO back into the water.

It's me Peter and the hot girl again and we are like under a bridge but I can see the original place that we hung out before taking off a second time. I'm sort of away from Peter and the girl, feeling a little PassObs but wanting to be a part of the celebration. Suddenly, as if it were part of a movie, the girls floats over to me with a big smile on her face, and we start making out!! I'm really happy.

Dream Fragment 4-- False Awakening After WILD

So I am doing a WILD Journey, and I set my alarm for 5am after going to sleep at 12. I remembered to start counting in my head before falling back asleep, and this night I actually managed to get back to sleep relatively quickly. Looking back, I had read on these forums that usually WILDs will start with false awakenings in the exact bed/room you are in, so you need to get adept/used to RCing upon awakening every time.

I didn't do that and I sat up in my dorm room bed and looked over at my roommate. The scene was kinda fuzzy but it was super weird. My roommate was sitting at the head of his bed, and there was this shirt hanging from a rack. Behind the shirt was this giant slab of meat, and it looked like he was on his computer taking notes about this slab of meat or something. I didn't say anything and nothing else was going on, but I remember thinking about how weird the whole thing was. I fell back asleep and missed my chance to LD from my WILD, but I'm glad I am noticing my FAs and that I actually successfully transitioned!

Dream Fragment 5-- Samurai Fight

This dream was really long, but it got cut extraordinarily short due to the morning time, and I think that messed up my recall. I had been reading The Book of Five Rings before I went to sleep, and so I had sword fighting as a theme bright inside my head for tonight.

There was a large build-up, but me and this guy face off to fight. He starts to charge me and I have all of these thoughts running into my head like how is he going to strike, will I be able to defend, how can I win this. I was getting all excited about fighting him because part of me knew it was a dream and that it was going to be exciting. I think I was on the verge of lucidity when my roommate's alarm clock went off in my opponent's mid stride!! I was so disappointed when I found myself in my bed. It was the first time in a while that I was going to fight in a dream.

11/16/2010
Fragment:
The only thing I really remember is that I was being detained by some group of people. One of them was this huge, hulk of a guy who looked like he might have been a butcher or something, judging by the filthy apron he was wearing. Most of the dream, I just don't remember, though I do recall one scene were lightning struck, somewhere on their property. I saw the bolt hit the building in slow motion. The electricity scattering across the area and ignited a combustible tank, causing a massive explosion, which injured at least one person. The whole thing played out in slow-mo, and I think I was watching from a disembodied perspective. That's about all I remember, though.

15.11.2010

I am pharaoh (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Three dreams. I had a very interesting non lucid dream.

Third:

I was with my dad and we were talking and having a great time. We were watching soccer, we had a few beers and smoked some cigarettes. I saw a young hot female character. She needed to have a son with some jerk for a reason I cannot recall. I knew this guy was going to abuse her and also abandon her and I felt an urge to jump in and advise her.

Her room was in a very old school building which had some pale light entering from the right window. The decor was old school, mostly wood. I advised her about the stuff and she thanked me.

I went inside a pyramid. Such pyramid was in the middle of downtown, however, it was very ancient. I was not lucid in the dream, however, I felt very good, happy and free. The inside of the pyramid was awesome. The walls were fully decorated, the lighting was with oil torches and I saw some steps made out of iron skulls. Inside this pyramid, there were several different rooms.

I was married with a female DC who I think was my queen. I was pharaoh. We had a huge restroom with an enourmous tub. The water from the tub went to a pool. We had sex.

I had to go to meet someone inside this pyramid because there was going to be a big war and I needed to help. I exited briefly the pyramid because I needed to check my cell phone. I also checked my laptop and the letter M did not work. I realized I did not need to worry about modern life problems as now I lived in the pyramid. I felt very happy and relieved. It was if like all my problems were gone for ever and I was going to truly enjoy life.

I met with a general in one of the rooms who was delivering weapons. The weapons were made of bronze and they were shaped like a horn. I was given one, however, I did not plan to fight so I deposited it somewhere away from his sight.

I was going to go to meet with my queen again and I saw a big toy store inside the pyramid. I also found some escalators and some DC around, however, all the walls were pyramid-made. I found the store useless as we did not needed money, as pharaoh we had everything. I felt again very relieved and free.


Missed dream signs:
- A pyramid inside downtown.
- All the stuff inside the pyramid.

15.11.2010

Energy (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Three dreams. I had a very interesting non lucid dream.

Second:

I was talking with a DC and doing some research about energy. I could send my own energy to this DC.

Missed dream signs:
- Unknown.

15.11.2010

A DC beats me on cards (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Three dreams. I had a very interesting non lucid dream.

First:

I was indoors and I met with a DC. That DC beat me on a card game. The DC did not want to wait for consciousness. More dream characters.

Missed dream signs:
- Unknown.

regular dream: 11-15-10

I had another interesting dream so I decided to post it. Usually I'm too lazy but lately I've been having all kinds of fun(well... maybe not fun.. but.. interesting) dreams

I woke up this morning with the most random thought in my head. It went like this: "Mother's cry for elephant's selection." It had absolutely nothing to do with any of my dreams.. so I have no idear(sorry, lately I've been wanting to use the word 'idear' instead of 'idea' just because it sounds cool) where it came from! So random..

Anyways.. so here's the dream I had last night...

Me, my sister, and a friend had just gotten back from somewhere but I was hungry and wanted to go get something from Taco Bell. My sister said I could go but I had to take her car for some reason and I had to drive. So off we went to taco bell.. well actually I barely made it out of the driveway. It wasn't the driveway at my house, just some random place in the middle of nowhere. I accidentally put the car in reverse and I tried to stop it but it wouldn't stop so I had to steer it backwards down the road. We got on a really busy road and I kept dodging cars, going backwards in the right lane while other cars were rushing forwards. I tried over and over again to bring the car to a stop so I could put it in drive but everytime I pressed the brake, the car would take too long to slow down and I was afraid of backing up traffic. I thought it would be a good idear(lol sorry I had to use that word again) to steer over to the other lane(left lane) so that I would be going the same direction as the other cars. So I got into that lane, and all of a sudden the cars were coming right at me.. or from behind me.. or somewhere! and CRASH! I remember going to the side and getting out of the car only to look back and see what I had done. Not only had my car crashed, but tons of other cars had also collided because of me! I was well out of the way when more cars kept crashing into one another and a school bus also crashed. I saw an explosion, there were smoking cars everywhere, and people were dying. Pretty much everyone died in that car wreck except me and whoever else was in my car. I felt terrible.

(here comes the random part)

Then, the scene kept replaying in my head. I watched cars crash over and over again, but each time it happened, there were less and less cars until eventually there was only a few people, who transformed into the cast of Harry Potter and then transported to someone's living room. They were standing by these black couches feeling all ashamed because they were involved with the car wreck but someone said "It's okay, you guys are clear," so they started cheering.. but then 1 second later they all had red gun laser pointers pointed right at each of their chests. They got freaked out. I woke up. Yea........

I had a very odd dream last night..

I ended up going to japan for some sort of space simulator competition. Sadly, I think I lost. I was walking out with other contestants when a family ran and up and began hugging and crying a man near me, and they were yelling "Xi Chi Ya!!!" (or Xo Chi Ya... wasn't totally clear when I woke up)

Then I had another dream I was rescued from mars, and the woman who saved me said she had a baby when we were landing, but secretly I knew that she had had the baby for a long time and had to hide it until then.

Odd Night.

November 15, 2010

I'm sitting in my class and my teacher walks in. The room is pretty big and I'm sitting in the far corner. There are also a lot of other people in my row of desks. Then this Mexican guy proposes to another girl, she says no, and then another guy proposes to her and she says yes. Instead of a ring, he gives her a book about a woman soldier in Iraq. Then I get this weird image of the book cover that I've never before seen in my life, and then the guy says to her it's about the "soldiers in the rough." This term for some reason has similar meaning to the term "diamonds in the rough," meaning something has potential but hasn't gotten the chance to shine yet. And to give just a little more detail about this book cover, it had a picture of a man with a soldiers hat on, a beard, and a mustache on his nose. (Yes, on it not under it) It was very odd.

Whooohoo this is my first post. EXCITING anyways, it is currently 5:40 in the evening, so i can't say i remember my dream very well... which is probably not helpful in this process. BUT i do remember a few things...
...i remember being in an abandoned parking lot at night in my Aunt Lynda's red car. There was food in the car. I was just about to leave the parking lot when some kind of threatening man jump on the car. I screamed and he yelled at me to get out of the car. i got out of the car but refused to leave it. he got so fed up with me that he just pushed me in the back of the car, then started to drive away.
The next part i do not remember but this next part happened later on in the dream and i do remember it...
... we were still driving and all of the sudden it was daytime and we were driving down a twisty road near my house. He somehow opened the back door of the car, sending me flying out, cackling and yelling something that I don't remember. I was pretty close to my house so i decided to bounce there instead of walk...? I could bounce REALLY high, like at least 50 feet, but i didnt get very much distance, i just went really high. Regardless, i bounced all the way home.
Again, i forgot what happened right after that but i still remember some snippits from later on...
I remember me being in my kitchen, telling my Aunt Lynda about the incident... then my mom walking in and saying that i looked all shaken up, and hugging me. She had on a leather coat.
I then remember it was night time again and me and 3 or 4 other friends (unknown names) went back to the parking lot and found the red car exactly where it was before.

OK i know it doesnt really sound like a nightmare right now... but it was scary at the time.

I don't know how the zombie apocalypse starts in my dream. When I enter, the pandemic has already begun and where I am at there seems to be nobody around. I walk through what seems to be a large, courtyard type area outside of a medium sized cottage house. I enter the house through some French doors and flip on some lights. I had entered what seemed to be the kitchen area, though it's rather small. When I switch on the lights, I all of a sudden can see zombies meandering around the courtyard exactly where I had been only a moment before. However, they don't seem to take any care in the fact that I am drawing attention to myself. I then go to the stove and pick up a frying pan that I intend to use as a weapon.

I look out the French doors from where I just came and notice a large pipe about waist high going through what all of a sudden appears to be a extremely thick brick wall starting at the side of the cottage. Inside of the pipe is a boy who I seem to recognize, but I can't place who it is. Standing directly in front of the pipe with its back to the boy is another zombie. I can, however, tell that he's pleading for help so I begin to knock loudly on the windows farther away to draw all of the zombie's attentions. Suddenly alert to my presence, they all swarm to the area where I am knocking and begin to moan and claw at the glass. That is, all except the zombie standing in front of the boy. It stays oblivious until the boy finally decides to retreat into the pipe. Finally this particular zombie seems to take notice of movement and follows the boy into the pipe. Since the zombies are enthralled with where I was knocking on the glass, I decide to go try to help him and follow through the same pipe.

When I come out on the other side, it seems like we're in something similar to a darkly colored prison hall in aura. The entire hall is made of a dark steel. I immediately see the boy and the zombie wrestling with each other and I grip my skillet to get ready to help. The next thing I hear is the boy yelling at the zombie, "No! Don't bite me! Don't bite me!" A cold dread washed over me and I slowly shuffled around the fray and took off running down the hall, leaving the boy behind me. A guilt fills me as I hear him call after me, "No! Don't leave me behind! You'll regret this!"

Somehow I end up entering what seems to be a larger metal room filled with survivors. What's even more weird than coincidentally coming upon this group is that the boy I just left behind is sitting in the corner of the room with blood running down his arm. It seems that he was telling the story of his almost-escape from the disaster when he turns to speak to me, "I didn't get bitten by the zombie you saw me fighting. After I finally crushed his skull, I was attacked by another zombie that had found me. I could've been saved if you had been there." Almost as soon as he says these last words to me, I wake up.

I was riding in a SUV with D and we started walking, and I had no shoes. We continued down the street, and there was a vendor who had all types of shoes for sale. I was thinking about grabbing a pair, but I decided not to. We entered a mall, and some woman saw me, and took pity on me. She looked like she was pretty rich, and she used a paper towel to wipe the dirt off of my face. She said I could pick out any pair of shoes and an entire outfit and she'd buy it. I found a nice pair of Timberland boots and I double checked the price (59.99 each time) and started walking around looking for clothes. The boots also had a pair of shoes attached to them, so I headed back to put the shoes up, and continued my search and the dream faded.