non-lucid

Entry on 5/4

I don't remember how it started, but I was in a room sitting at a desk with Malcolm from the show "Malcolm in the Middle." We were just sitting there doing math when we needed to save something like on a computer. A window popped up in front of us, like it would on a computer. I started to save, but I dropped it. We were scared it was broke and he told me to pick it back up. I have a little bit of a gray spot here. Then we went outside and his two older brothers(Reese and Francis) were sitting there in a van. They were cleaning it out so Malcolm and I decided to help. In it Malcolm found a fuzzy basket ball stuffed with half-filled cans of what I believe was Sprite. He threw it at me and I punted it across the yard. Then we all kicked it around for a bit before I woke up.

Really wish I'd gotten lucid.

I don't remember the beginning of this dream - its probably the longest one I've had for a while. What I do remember though, are small fragments. It started while I was playing a video game. I thought that this game was rubish because I was driving a car in a city, and the road was made of sqares that moved down when I drove on them, so i kept crashing. After this, I remember watching a war in the city between two robot armies and then they jioned together to fight some other robots that appeared. The next thing I rememeber is being in a building with two or three people in a different city. The city was infested with zombies but i dont remember what we had to do in the building. Anyway I sent a scout helicopter (a mini rc one) to do something (cant remember what) but then a monster/zombie saw it and soon there were loads coming towards the building. I wasn't scared because I knew that we had enough machine guns to stop them. After that I remember going into a zombie infested shopping centre/mall, but the zombies didnt attack if we didnt disturb them. I went into a shop that sold antiques with lots of people inside, and met one of the twins from skins (I dont know which one). She said she lost her sister and naomi so I said i'd help her because it was better than just staying in the shop bored. Then someone shot their gun (i think it was me) and the zombies started to run towards the shop. I pulled down the meshes (things they pull down when they close the shop) but there was a gap where there was no mesh to pull down (the meshes were weird because they wernt flat, they were shaped like tall hill-like things, that are hard to explain). Everyone in the shop started shooting them so they didnt get in. After that we left the mall, then the next thing i remember is seeing lots of zombies escaping the mall, with lots of soldiers shooting them. I tries to help by shooting, but my pen (that was a gun in the dream) didnt workbecause it was a ball-point pen and the soldiers were angry at me because they thought i was have shot the because i was behind them and the zombies were directly in front of them. After that I remember being in an allyway with the twin from skins and then a bunch of bikers were there but I dont remember the rest. I then remember running out of a garden because a REALLY fat zombie (she was shaped like a ball) was chasig after us and was getting even more angry becuase we were using her trampoline to jump over the fence, and she didn't like that (or she didnt like us touching the netting around it). I then remember going back into the fat zombies house, and she had lost weight, and turned to normal. I then said sorry to her for the trampoline thing. I became lucid here and walked around her house, rubbing my hands trying to stay lucid. After that I came out of lucidity and did something else that I can't remember but it might have been something I wrote already because i'm not even sure if its in the right order :S.

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In this dream, I am in this room that is my bedroom-but I am not in my house. I think it may have to do with my school fragment, but they seem totally separate. The room was pretty big, more beds then I was in. I was in a full bed, I believe, in the middle of the room. There were 2 or 3 other beds. I think the bedspreads were black. It was PRETTY dark in there, but not pitch black. It seemed kinda creepy... So, I am trying to fall asleep in the bed I am in. I was a bit spooked when I saw this lady in a fancy black tight bun and a black dress in the closet-when I CLOSED my eyes. I wanted to keep them closed, though, because that's what you usually do. I then just give up and keep my eye closed. I thought it might be a WILD type thing, since I was in the dream right away. And, no, I didn't become lucid . Well, the lady in black with my eyes closed, because that is when I see her, walks around my bed. I am scared that she is going to touch me or something...but, thankfully she does not and goes on one of the beds to my left. It was strange, with my eyes closed, with the action I saw, it felt like they were open...

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In this dream, I start out in a theater, and am with two people I know for real. One person is about to go onstage to do a ballerina type performance. I was watching from kinda the backstage, side of the stage, but far enough away that no one in the audience could see me clearly. It was a decent sized theater. So, one of the people I was with went on stage to perform, she wasn't quite dressed for the part. She had this fancy gray tank top on, kinda like what ballerina's wear, but only the top part. She was wearing shorts on stage-she had no time to change. Her routine seemed simple to me, but nevertheless, she did pretty well. The crowd loved her, regardless of her outfit. Then I saw her and the other person I was with go backstage. I went there too.

Now, it doesn't really LOOK like we are back stage. We are in this large bedroom type thing, with a good dozen girls in it. There are many beds. The room looked drabby to me. I lay on the bed with the girl that didn't perform. I think she had some sheet of paper on her...She out of the blue mentioned how I don't speak very nicely...That hurt, because I speak quite nicely, I think. I think this happened because I like her and everything, but she just seems SO nice, and like a goody two shoes. I thought I kinda was, but multiply me by 5 .



This is kinda a different dream, but it is the same idea, unfortuanatly. I was in this bedroom with one of my friends IRL, and her best friend. My friend tells me how she doesn't like my 'inuendos'-I think that is what she called it...like, some of the ways that I say things. I don't swear or anything, so I wanted her to elaborate....I am quite confused, I think I talk just perfectly fine! They have this book with them about 'inuendos' . Like, a paragraph story as to how they're 'bad' and can be 'taken the wrong way'. Some of the things she mentioned is that I say 'heck', and 'hot'-the story for that one was a goat dying of heat on the sun . There were a couple others that I don't remember. Her friend said some of the things too (even though she doesn't really know me), but wasn't as nice about it. When I asked about the last one, I was getting teary-eyed, she hesitated in continuing, but I told her too. They have this chalkboard and start to do some math, adding and subracting, fractions...to see how much they liked me still! My friend was at 2, and her friend lower then that somewhere...I even saw as a joke 2 people wrote -2 and -3...some people I probably know IRL that used to tease me... That was when I was starting to think about writing into the magazine I read, Girl's Life, and ask them what was wrong with saying 'heck' and calling guys hot now and then .

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I was in some school in this dream. I was in the cafeteria, looking for some of my friends...I saw no one. Then I noticed that I just have lunch money which my mom had to send into the school because I didn't have a cold lunch like normal. I didn't se any friends, and I was without my NORMAL lunch food.

Then the scene changes. I am with some people, and aparently if you have a car, you're allowed to leave campus. I am getting my liscense soon, and I mentioned to a senior I believe that I should be able to leave too-by foot, since we were in a city and I could get food nearby. One girl near us mentions that she is 16 and has a car and leaves. She had this enthusiastic look on her face. The senior girl was kind of thinking about my suggestion.

1. I'm reading (Failed RC) an advertisement for some sort of new pen and paper RPG. The class system is based around kitchen tools, with knives, can openers, nutcrackers, and even rolling pins getting mentions. Each of them has a fanciful history based on a real-world group; I think the nutcrackers are Russian mobsters?

2. I'm traveling in Canada with some friends and take a lunch break. I get very angry, as the only available shops are two Burger Kings on either side of the street, and both of them are selling a mixture of disgusting seafood instead of burgers.

3. I'm with my family on a shopping trip to Wal-Mart. We buy several things, including a ceramic piggy bank, a cute figurine, and a diabetes tester for dogs. All failed RCs, of course.

I tried salvia for the first time yesterday and had some amazing experiences. I smoked a bowl three times in 20 minutes with my friend and left this dimension. I did it again a couple hours later. I had one super vivid dream that I can remember and a lot of others that were just patches.

Drug party:

I started out playing super smash brothers on the wii. I was doing really bad at first because I could not figure out which way to hold the controller. I was my favorite character kirby. I tied for second place the first game. We played again and this time I was kicking their ass hardcore. I told them I finally remembered how to play. We went into their closet and their was all these different kinds of drugs. Most of them were X and they would make you super social. My friend Alex bought him and I a bag full of them and I just started eating a shitload. As we were going down the stairs he told me to only eat 3 and eat them with him now. I panicked a little in my head, but just went with it and ate three more (I probably ate like 10)
We went down to a massive party and sat down at a large table. On the left there was a big group of my clubbing friends and on the right a big group of my london friends. I was really rolling and knocked over a table and farted. I started making fun of Alex and blaming it on him (we used to do that all the time, but without actually farting) It started to smell really bad so I left the table and went to go find a bathroom.
I really wanted to change into a nicer shirt and went upstairs to change. As I went upstairs I noticed that it was filled with girls and guys with almost no clothes on. I randomly went into a room and asked a girl if she was down to get dirty. Everyone was watching me and I noticed the girl was someone that I knew. We started talking and asking how we were and I ended up leaving the room. I went into another room where a girl thought I was her boyfriend and started making out with me. We were making out on the bed when I saw her actual boyfriend see this and get pissed off. He stormed out of the room and I felt bad and told the girl I would be right back.
I went to go find the boyfriend and found him sitting on a computer chair. He started charging up to me and said he should kick my ass. I told him it was a simple mistake and that he should go to her. He forgives me and goes to her. I walk over to the bathroom and take my shirt off and put on a striped black and white shirt with a hat. I don't like the hat and end up taking it off and leaving the bathroom. Alex is there and says we should go to school.
I leave the party and we are on a bus. I feel so lazy and sluggish and Alex says its because I am coming down on the X. This girl next to me pulls out a big piece of the gum I had earlier and says I can have a bite. I hesitate, but take the gum and feel a lot better.
We get to the school and I go to class. There is a big group project that we have to do, but the teacher says if we can find a small group of friends he would give us extra credit and the project would be much easier. I start looking around for people to join the project. I go to my friend Micheal's class and try to ask him. He tells me to be quite because he is in the middle of a lecture. I leave to the indoor basketball court and start looking for people there. I have a hard time finding people as the dream finally ends.

Finally, a lucid dream!

Started off with what seemed to be a nightmare, and was a tad shorter than I would have liked, but it ended quite interestingly enough .

Warning: dream ended up being pretty graphic, so be warned.

Started out with a few of my buddies sitting around talking about stuff that did not make any sense what-so-ever. We were all sitting in what looked like a run down hotel, door was wide open, as well as the windows. The windows reveals what looked like stairs going from the bottom of the hotel to the top, resembling metal stairs seen in NYC apartment buildings as a fire-escape. All of a sudden people break into the hotel, drawing automatic pistols, killing two of my friends. First thought was to run, and run as fast as I could. The remaining friend followed me out the door and we parted ways in separate directions.

I first ran through the open door, and jumped off the balcony onto a close rooftop of another building nearby. The killers kept close tail of me, following my lead off the balcony onto the roof. I continued off the edge of the roof, and hopped down on to the ground. Killers, still following my lead, closing in on me. When I hit the ground, I feel as though I am paralyzed, unable to move. I was laying next to a small children's pool it looked like. Several of the killers go to raise their automatic weapons to my face and are about to pull the trigger. The friend I parted ways earlier at the beginning of the chase all of a sudden grabbed one of the killers behind the neck in a choke-hold and looked at me and said "intense dream so far eh?"

I looked at a nearby sign by the pool I was laying next to and it proceeded to change every time I looked at it. I was dreaming! Now that I was awake I took a hold of the other killer's hand and ripped off his arm that had the gun in it. I then proceeded to transform painfully into a large timber wolf, as I do with nearly every LD. For some reason when I transformed in this dream, it hurt really bad. Usually the transformation in my dreams go by quite smoothly with little pain, however this was a different story. I felt my face painfully cracking and contorting outwards until it finally resembled a snout. Fur spread all over my body, and a feeling of intense goose-bumps covered my skin. My tail bone cracked and contorted as well. Sharp teeth sliced their way through my gums, at first with pain that mimicked shattering my teeth. Paws formed as each foot elongated, and my hands elongated and turned into paws as well.

After I was done changing, I looked at the man who stood under the control of my friend in form of a head lock. I sprinted and tackled the man by pouncing on to his chest. My friend, still holding the man down looked to me as though he knew what was about to happen. I decided to go ahead and finish off this nightmare with a bit of gore of my own, haha. Anyways, so I open my jaws up, and clench the killer's head in between my jaws. I proceeded to clench down as hard as I could onto the man's skull. After a few seconds, the man's skull gave in to the pressure, and I felt the cracking and breaking of it in between my jaws. That was then followed by warm blood filling up my mouth, and dripping down my throat. In a weird way, it actually sorta tasted good.

My friend then decided to follow my lead, and he ended up changing into a wolf after letting go of the killer's head who was now unrecognizable as a human being. Regarding the other killer with one arm, I don't know where he went. After that my lucidity sort of drifted off, and I was being controlled by my dreams once again. The rest of the dream involved me and my friend running off into the woods as wolves, then I suddenly woke up!

DJ 9 (27 June 2010) Just now remembering from the evening

Fragmented – partial

I was in a hotel lobby with another guy watching people come in for a barbershop quartet competition. Suddenly, the greeters at the door left and this guy and myself become the greeters. It seemed almost natural. Then I greet some ladies that walk through the door. It’s as if I can read their minds – they want to stay here and chat rather than go on in. I still feel like I need to continue greeting people, but I’m torn because I’d rather strike up a conversation with these ladies.

Suddenly, I’m on the phone to someone’s attorney – I don’t know what about. This happens a number of times during the dream. Then I make a call that after a couple rings I hang up (another attorney), but nobody answers. Immediately after, the parish priest calls me asking why I’m putting attorney’s clients at risk of losing their attorneys by calling them. (That was confusing) The dream ends

DJ 8 (27 June 2010) 0100

Extremely long dream - do figure with Donna again.

I’m with Donna at a super large mall. Too large to describe. I have never been to Mall of America, but this thing I was in would dwarf that I believe.

We are forced to take rented trams that operate like segues for two, and we drive them (no one helps). Donna takes the controls in front and I hold onto her and help steer by leaning. We are weaving traffic in the mall and hit a cop car/tram. He laughs it off. Isn’t the first time he’s seen newbies not know how to operate a tram.

All we’re trying to do is find a store to return a movie. Neither one of us has been here before, yet she swears that she knows where this store is in the mall. Neither one of us has a clue.

So we go on and eventually broadside another cop. This one’s pissed at us and starts giving us the third degree. His isn’t just a tram, but a full mall car. Black and white (kind of looks like a skunk on wheels), has lights on top, but the lettering doesn’t say “POLICE”. It starts out with a “P” but the other letters and symbols don’t resemble anything that means police. So, I argue on a technicality that he can’t arrest is for hitting a cop car, because his car Isn’t specifically labeled as a cop car, and point out his lettering. A few bystanders, some rather important, excitedly agree with us, and he’s forced to let us go. The rest of the dream, he’s chasing us in revenge.

We ditch the tram, and have to climb rickety shelving to reach the second floor. Donna has little problem traversing the shelving being lighter than myself. (I’m not large – but she’s fairly petite). She goes on, and I’m left behind trying to make my way up and through the shelving, At one point I am stuck and have to back out. There are tons of people around sitting on the shelving and I notice that some of it is starting to slip out of there holders (this is where the people sit, so they are going to fall about thirty feet down to the next floor).

I yell at then to get off the shelving, to which I’m desperately clinging to, and they’re looking at me like I’m from another planet, but they get off. Once they’re off, I’m terrified because I know how high up I am and now I’m trying to make my way back to where I started. The shelving is starting to slip off its brackets. I look down and notice I’m, only about a foot off the floor, and realize how stupid I must have sounded. Embarrassed, I get to the second floor and search for Donna.

I eventually find her in the store watching a movie, so a cuddle up next to her and finish watching. She’s very cold toward me because of how late I arrived, and didn’t care to hear about my adventures I getting there.

At some point at the end of the show/movie we’re on the floor cuddled up and she’s playfully rolling up the hideaway bed with her foot as I’m somehow caught under it. I try to stop her from using her hands to roll it, but she wasn’t using her hands. She was using a foot. I felt like I was being trapped, but not harmed in any way. We both laughed about it after wards.

Later we’re sleeping on a rather large bed (king size I suppose) with her two sons (from a previous marriage). We’re all trying to find room to do this and decide to stay in opposing corners of the bed. Then we start invading each others territory – the bed is shrinking. It was not a good situation, nor a very happy one. (This didn’t correlate with any other part of the dream)

I remember running onto a miniature golf park, but with a sprinkler system. Somehow the first time I avoid getting wet. But the second time, when we’re trying to escape the mall (I’m not sure where that came in) I run unto the golf park (it’s huge – and black) I start tripping the sprinklers like little pop-up land mines. They start poking up through the ground wherever I am and start getting soaked. I fell down at one point and damn near had a sprinkler catch me in the ass – not pleasant. Once I get to a safe spot an old college friend (Ranger – nickname) came up to me and we started laughing about the whole golf scenario.

While we are exiting the mall, when we get through the shelving between floors on the way down, there was this water park like atmosphere. I took a raft from the edge and threw it out into the water. I was pissed off that nobody would believe our story in the mall. Some lady had wanted to use the raft (I didn’t realize this at first). She didn’t take any offense to it – just waited for it come back.

In the dream, as I was escaping to get out of the mall there were these goofy stairs that had rotating cylinders on all the steps sometimes turning in one direction (down the strairs, or up the stairs, and sometimes in opposite directions so you didn’t know what step to put your foot on. I just jumped over the whole damn stairway (there were only 4 or 5 steps). I guess I should have realized I was dreaming at this point.

Hell it never occurred to me to become aware during any part of this dream, and it was a rather long one with all sorts of cues. I feel like an idiot not being aware, but glad I was able to remember so much of it.

Anyone want to throw out why I'm suddenly dreaming so much with my ex-wife in the picture. I mean come on 6 out of 8. I was kind of kidding with the whole use Donna as a dream sign thing, but now that I'm keeping track of my dreams I'm beginning to wonder.

(25 June 2010)
I remember nothing!!!!

DJ 7 (26 June 2010) Kind of a longish dream, more detail.

Housing project - Donna

Vivid dream about being in a subdivision that is newly being developed. Our house finished; although, the landscaping is simple dirt. There’s an oscillating sprinkler in the yard that has an unusual pattern is watering the grass. It bothers me, but at the same time I remember being mesmerized by it waiting for the pattern to repeat itself. I watch it for about 4 cycles then continue the conversation with our neighbors.

The landscape to our house has a very steep incline, and a rather long one too, with loose dirt. Donna asks that I come in and help her with the furniture. So, I bound up the landscape without any trouble whatsoever. This shouldn’t be for physical gravitation going up the slope should have made it extremely difficult. I gave it a passing thought in my dream as I’m trying to figure what Donna wanted done with the furniture.

I get in the house, and the furniture is in a pieces on the floor. It’s the put together type of furniture, but normal press-board check ass stuff. It’s real hardwood. But, why it would have to be assembled is troubling.

I start looking at the pieces and think how the project is going to be daunting because of the weight of real wood and the number of pieces. I look at Donna, I look at the instruction and then back to what should have been the pieces. They are now assembled into a rather elaborate china hutch, but the molding/trim to the base of the cabinet is missing and looks to need a rather difficult miter cut.

I look at the pieces that they provide for base and realize there is now extra for mistake. So I look at he instructions to see what lengths and angles they recommend and then start to go set up a miter saw, but as I look down, the pieces are now cut.

At no point in this dream did I say, “Hey stupid, you’re dreaming”. I wasn’t even aware, like in the previous dreams, other than the going up the landscape thingy, but I was in hurry to get somewhere, so paid it no attention.

That was a frustrating dream. Vivid – but frustrating, because it now appears that there were so many opportunities to at least sense awareness. Somebody please help me……

DJ 5 – 25 June 2010

Billiards

I’m in a pool hall with some friends. I don’t know who these people are, but I recognize them in my dream (or treat them in my dream) as friends. Anyway, we’re playing guy/girls teams, and halfway through a game I recognize that there are more balls on the table than there had been on the previous shot, or on another shot all of the opponents balls were not on the table at all.

I tell myself in the dream, “This can’t be right” and I’m aware that I’m dreaming, but then something catches my attention and I go along with the dream (can’t recall what it was that distracted me),but then I woke up.

Am I getting closer? Even if by chance happening? I didn’t know what to do with theh awareness in the dream. And it’s more frustrating now that I’m awake, because I feel like could have been there.

It’s t he same type of feeling after you’ve been in a tornado. I was more scared after the fact tot realize that I could have very easily been killed. Now I’m pretty sure I’m not gonna get killed in my dream, but it’s the after-realization of the event that is stronger than the not utilizing the awareness at the moment.

Does any of this make any sense?

A nice, un-melatonin'ed sleep last night

11:30p-3:10a
Raiding
I was in a a raid with my Warcraft guild. I was all first person, and I was me, not a character Anyways, we were in a mine shaft, although it was quite well lit. I remember us finding our way around, and doing quite well at killing the mobs and bosses in there. After we downed the second to last boss, we were quite amazed at the fact that we one-shotted everything today.

I noticed I was straggling behind, so I ran to catch up. As I rounded a corner, I accidentally pulled a mob my guildmates hadn't bothered clearing. I must have been a priest or something, because it only took a couple of defense-less clobbers, and I was down, lol. I sort of blanked out on the beating. I rememeber watching the mob run at me; me shouting, "Careful guys, I accidentally pulled some friends, I'm going to die!"; blacking out, and falling to the ground. However, once I was on the ground, my eyes were open, I could see the dirt and the metal track for the mine cars, but I was paralysed (dead) and couldn't move. I heard my guild leader shout, "Let's get those mobs killed, and rez Serenity," (they actually called me Serenity, and not my real name).

I remember hearing one of the pallies say, "Don't worry, Seren, I got you."

Short WBTB
I knew I wasn't going to get a full sleep (I actually only had about 3 hours left in my night, at this point), but I thought I would do a quick thing, anyways. I sat on my couch and repeated to myself a few times to recognize that dreamy feeling. I imagined that feeling from my last dream. That weightless, yet fluidy motion. I reminded myself to recognize that feeling. Then, I told myself, once I get back in bed, it is meant for sleeping.

I fell asleep fairly quickly.

3:10a-6:00a
Out with Lily
Most of this is lost, but I remember Lily and I were just hanging out with each other. At 5:45a, my alarm rang so I could start my recall. I turned my alarm off and closed my eyes. I re-entered the dream, but I have to describe this, because normally, I don't remember the re-entry. It's a bit like the Pensive from Harry Potter. I saw my dream hovering and hazy before me, much like how daydreams are. Where, you are "in" them, but there always just before you, rather than around you. Then, much like dunking my head in the Pensive, the dream pulled me in and rushed around me, forming up. I lost awareness

Lily was sitting with her co-workers, in a park. They were trying to do a group picture. I realized I was in the shot, and I backed out to watch from the side.

Lily was sitting between two coworkers that were married to each other. The photgrapher asked my friend to kiss the guy. She did so, but she was EXTREMELY uncomfortable with it. There was no false pretenses or anything, but it was all really awkward, nonetheless. The group broke apart and the wife asked Lily to give her a hug. She kept saying, "No, let me hug you, my arms are longer than yours." As they compared arm lengths, my alarm dragged me back out of the dream.

I decided to snooze it for 10 minutes, and see if I could DEILD; knowing what my dream re-entry looks like, now Only, my brain started getting all caught up with the details of getting ready for work and out the door, so it ended up not happening. Ah well!

*NEW*
I believe this newly recalled bit happened in the 3am-6am stretch.

I was with my family, walking through a woodsy area. While the setting itself was unfamiliar, we stumbled upon a familiar set of houses. It is one of my old childhood houses! The siding on the wall is as hideous as I remember (brown vinyl on the first floor, off-white vinyl for the second floor. I know, you're sitting there asking yourself, "Why would someone DO that?!" I don't have an answer for you. They just did). All the houses looked abandoned and basically just left there to fall into disrepair.

I was trying to take pictures of the house with my cell phone camera, but the pictures kept coming out really terrible-looking. Either I couldn't get the full house in; or my finger was covering it; it was blurry, you name it. Mike was trying to grab my phone and take the picture himself. My dad was telling us to hurry up so we can leave.

19.12.2009

Great Catch (Fragment) (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

A guy I used to know was gearing up to take a penalty kick at me. I was in nets with my arms by my sides. He took a run up and kicked. I put my hands up and caught it about two inches from my chest, without taking a step or even blinking. Needless to say, I felt awesome. I threw the ball down casually and walked off with a ridiculous swagger.

19.12.2009

Fishbowl (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was out the front of a supermarket with a few friends. The supermarket was situated on the edge of an area of rock pools, the kind you get at rocky beaches. There were some areas covered in slimy green seaweed and moss, other areas where there were deep pools, and some bare black rocks. Me and my friend Mark were waiting on the edge of the rock pools for a few other people to finish up inside. A few minutes later, the rest of our group came outside, and we started heading across the rock pools.



Somebody was carrying a large round fishbowl with a single small fish in it. The fish was orange and about an inch long. It was flatter than a goldfish, with a bigger tail. The guy carrying it tried to hand it off to me, but I just looked at him and shook my head. There's no way I was going to carry that over this terrain! Plus he bought it, his responsibility! We started making our way over the rocks. I turned to Mark and said,
"Fuck, it's like the dead marshes in Lord of the Rings." Soon somebody stumbled with the fishbowl and the fish fell into a small rock pool. We spent five minutes trying to scoop the fish up and chasing it around the pool. My jeans got soaked up to the knees. Eventually it stopped for a second and I grabbed it. I put it back in the bowl.

I tried to keep up with the rest of the group by taking shortcuts and cutting corners, but no matter what I did, they always stayed ahead of me. At the bottom of the rock pool area was a fast-flowing stream. It looked almost artificial because the surface the water was flowing across was so flat. One of my friends started walking along it, and I said,
"You might be better to sit down and let it carry you!" No sooner had I said this than his feet slipped out from under him and he went on his ass, thanks to the slippery seaweed. I carefully made my way over to the stream and suddenly realised I was wearing swimming shorts. This turned me lucid. I sat down in the stream and was immediately carried off at quite high speed. The stream was becoming like a water slide. Further ahead, I could see that the slide just ended with a drop into a river far below. Above the drop was a bridge that my friend Darren was crossing. I pushed myself along and lay down to increase my speed, and soon I flew off the edge. Everything went into slow-mo. I whipped round in the air to wave at Darren and make a "whoop" sound, then did a backflip before hitting the water. The river was much faster-flowing that the stream above. It led underground and round a corner to the right, then just stopped. The water drained away through a grate, and I was in a large room not unlike my old school assembly hall. Lost lucidity around here. There was a strange bluish tint to the light in the room, and there were three boxing rings at my end. I ended up refereeing a boxing match which looked a lot like Street Fighter, except real- and I looked like a massive wolf in clothes. At one point in the fight I got bored, and jumped in with a headbutt which sent the guy flying.