non-lucid

Craft time with Darren
I was chatting with Darren while we were doing some kind of crafts project. Notably, when he's come in dreams in the past, he's usually just imparting some kind of fatherly advice to me, but this time was the first time we chatted freely about things. I remember saying something about how he gets to see how much I suck at crafts. He mentioned something about being Canadian (in hindsight, I should have smacked him for that!). Instead, I told him that going way back through my heritage, I'm also Scottish, just like he would be. Overall, we were having a good laugh and I felt really relaxed and happy. The ribbon I was working with fell apart into about 50 different ribbons. Darren had to help me tie it all back together.

NON-DREAM DREAM DREAM COMMENTS DREAM SIGNS

A Birthday Visit (Non-lucid)

I was sitting on a bench in a busy area (there were a lot of people around. There were white floors, white walls. Felt like a train station or an airport or something. It was a very big area!), talking with Darren (yayyy, I haven't seen him in forever!). We were going along a list of things, comparing them for similarities. It had to do with dreams and thoughts. Like I would say, "Do you remember dreaming about this?" or "Do you remember thinking this?"

When I was done, Darren asked me what the comparisons meant. I put my forehead against his and said, "It means, we haven't managed to share a dream yet; but I think I've somehow managed to tap into your subconscious."

"Hmm!" Darren replied, sounding sort of surprised and intrigued.

Took 3mcgs of melatonin at 8am. Went to bed at 9:30. I woke up around 1:30p to use the washroom and tried to focus on a goal to fall back to sleep with. Parents and boyfriend were making the ceiling creek above my head, which was causing me to stay awake. I'm beginning to wonder if I can't think about anything at all while I'm trying to fall back to sleep while I'm on melatonin. Two days now, I have only managed to fall back to sleep by doing some quiet-mind meditation.

Recall kind of blows today
Mostly just random scenes fused together. No plots. I didn't make any notes, so I'll just write what I can.

#1
I was standing at a train platform at night. This shady-looking guy with his hoodie pulled down low over his eyes comes onto the platform. The dream flashes and I'm sitting at my computer reading Raven's DJ. She wrote that she was attacking the guy, when I entered. She wrote that I transformed into Sailor Moon, but ultimately got deafeated because I got a little too cocky in my dream control skills (aren't as good as I thought they were, I guess!).

#2
On a train platform again. Things are not as they seem and keep turning/morphing into other things.

#3
A woman is blowing out car tires with a gun. She runs away. I'm a police officer, with my gun drawn, pursuing her.

That's all I got

Work with a Twist:
I was at work again, but, the place was different. It was pretty large and white which reminded me of a soccer stadium with the roof closed. I was working as one of the cashiers and we were working in teams. There was some special event going on and we were pretty busy with a huge lineup to boot. I ended up leaving my cash and going to the back at some point. I came back out a while later after doing something and possibly goofing off a bit. I turn around from my cash to see the boss sitting in his large white chair which was resting on a white wall between the two cashes like a king sitting on his throne carefully watching his peasants work. He glares at me indicating that I made a mistake by going to the back and he gave me the impression of "I'm going to kill you if you repeat that". At some point, I was working the cash and started to mess up with some of the functions, such as this odd changing functions button which was located towards the top left corner of the cash. It's main purpose as I understood was to get second functions for the buttons on the cash similar to a keyboard's FN button. I was pretty disappointed with myself when that happened.

Thoughts: Well, another work-related dream but at least I was able to remember more of this one. Interesting enough, I've had several of these and a majority of them recently. They seem to have been gradually changing starting with the first in the same place and equipment moving around in the second or third then a huge structural change last night. Let's hope that I can catch something next time which might be tonight . That glare might have been a bit less than I'll kill you but it was a killer glare nonetheless

Location: My house/basement

I was walking in my living room when suddenly i heard a loud scream coming from a guy that sounded like he was downstairs. I decided to check it out an walked down the stairs to my basement. I turned left and immediately noticed a man tied to a chair in the corner by an old wood stove we never use anymore. I walked over to him, and he started saying some incoherent nonsense about the sun ans how it was in danger (something like that) He asked me to help him and I replied, "Okay, but I have to go check with my mom and sister."

I walked back upstairs, even though I could have just cut him loose down there. I told my mom and sister about what the man had said and where he was, and she told me to go in through the window. Not questioning her at all, I walked out to our backyard and looked down at one of the windows that leads to our basement. I thought to myself, "How the heck am I going to fit down there?" But I heard the man screaming even louder so I decided to just go for it.

I removed the window and tried to squeeze through. I made it and grabbed a bar that was there and stood up in a narrow corridor with small pebbles instead of the normal concrete. It was about 5 feet wide and 8 feet tall. I looked down each way and saw nothing but black. In waking life I would have been standing in my basement. I noticed a small hole in the bottom of the wall in front of me. Thinking I could fit through it, I decided to squeeze through.

I made it, at least to my waist, but there was nothing to swing down on to, and the floor was about 8 feet below me. I twisted around in the hole so that my back was facing down to the floor. I slowly slid out using my legs to stop me from falling strait through. After I had made it through that I met up with my sister who was standing there cutting the man free.

Once he was out we walked out the door into what was my sister's friend's backyard. I hadn't been there since her graduation party a year ago. We walked through the fence and the man looked at me and said, "Thank you so much. You have saved the sun and it will repay you, I promise." I agreed with the man and then woke up.

Okay, so I tried taking my meds and then staying up for about 30 min afterward. And guess what??? That's right! I remembered a dream! Now to become lucid again!!!

I was fighting GIANT SPIDERS. I was with Raven. I was spinning and hitting them. I was also scared. I couldn't believe that they really existed. It never occurred to me that it was a dream, even given the weird armor, the swords and the fact that Raven could heal me. Of course I rationalized it because you always have to kill giant spiders with swords. They are immune to everything else. So we continued fighting spiders and soon was getting ready to leave the dungeon that we were in.

Somehow a spider ended up slipping into my bag. It was a baby, very young, and easily fit into it. Of course my backpack is where I store all my adventuring gear. Raven and I walked to my house. Well it was more like teleportation, and my mind rationalized it as walking. There we were talking with Mom, Dad, and Jen about our adventure. The spider slipped out of my back and bit my mom. Dad rushed her to the hospital. The spider must have laid eggs too. Raven and I go to kill the big spider when all of these little ones come pouring out of my bag. I am trying to kill them, but stepping on them and hitting them isn't working (which proves my sword theory!) Soon they area crawling on me. I am freaking out cause I am terrified of spiders.

One of them bites me! I want to go to the hospital but Jen says not to worry and Raven tries to get me to calm down. I ask her if she can take care of the rest of the spiders. A big blister, its boil like, is appearing on my arm where the spider bit me. A EMT appears. He tells me not to worry about the bite. It will not kill me. I am perfectly safe. I never have to worry here. What? Why not? "Because its all a dream!" he says. I pause and think about that. Dream? That means... ah shit! I wake up!

Joe and I were running through the school, breaking out in spontaneous song. We ran into the lunch room and I jumped up on a table and sung a song about the Periodic Table. We ran upstairs and into a hall at full speed. Our physics teacher saw us and he ran like a bull towards us. He told us that breaking out into musicals are dangerous, and that people have died from them! Since I don't believe him, he shows me a video of a girl who died while breaking out into song. The video had nothing to do about singing, but actually showed a tragic life story of a girl who looked like Eculemess.

In the end she died tragically, but not in vein, alone. The story was so beautiful that I was crying.

Later that day I was in 5th hour and I thought it was strange that I was in school...I thought about doing a reality check but I came up with some stupid reason why I was in school. I started to get really tired and nearly fell asleep in the dream but my friend woke me up and told me it was time to go home. On my way out the door, I saw the two german exchange students. They were playing leap frog.

I false awaken into my bedroom in my old house. I know one of my friends is taking me to a concert later in the day, but it's really early, and my first instinct is to jack off and kill some time. I grab a porn story printout from my bedstand and go to my basement, but I can't focus due to all the the noises and creaks down there. I spend the rest of the dream trying to stop those noises, turning various switches on and off to silence the washer, dryer, and buzzing fluorescent lights. Here are about ten consecutive failed RCs, as I realize these switches seem to take random effects on the machinery.

1- A Chase
I leave the school after a rather rough day. Oh great, our bus isn't even here. Perfect... I am waiting with my brother, when I realize I must be dreaming. Everything is suddenly underwater... "We don't need a bus, we can swim home," I say.

Once home, I take Steven into an incredibly dark forest. This would be a good time to see if I can overcome my "darkeness=lack of control syndrome," but Steven gets scared and starts attacking me, forcing me to take him back to the house. He continues to chase me, as an evil demon voice resounds from all around us. I'm not really paying attention to what the voice is saying, because I am enjoying my run.

I fly up onto the house and find some really cool coins. I start to pick them up, then remember, "Oh yeah, it's not like I can keep them." Plus, Steven is still attacking me. This is getting annoying.

He throws some large blocks of wood at my head, but I slow them down using telekinesis and easily catch them. I don't bother attacking him; I have some stuff I need to do... Oh yeah, I'm supposed to be looking for Samael. I prepare to fly away, but my brother grabs ahold of my foot and nearly breaks my toe off. "That doesn't hurt," I tell him, rolling my eyes. "It's a dream, you idiot." It does hurt, though, and I wonder if I kicked the wall or something IRL.

My brother disappears, and I turn to go find Samael. I am just about to try a summoning spell, when the dream deteriorates and I wake up.


2- City of Bedlam, pt I
In the early 1700's, my dad and I own a small shop off the coast of Charleston. We sell all our wares, and must make the long and perilous journey across the Atlantic to stock up on supplies. We are poor; so all we have is a small rowboat. It will have to do. "Getting there is the easy part," I tell my dad. "But we still have pirates to worry about. At this statement, I notice two things. 1) Another rowboat ahead of us, and 2) a pirate ship (namely, the Black Pearl) sailing our way. The girl in the rowboat near us is a young Elizabeth Swan. To rescue us from the pirates, she flings salt water in my dad's eyes and makes us crash on some island.

We are greeted there by the island's inhabitants. They allow us to stay, provided we follow their rules. (And they have many, many rules.) They show us a specific room of the castle that we are not allowed to enter, because it holds some of their most treacherous secrets.

I walk around, getting to know everybody.

Before we know it, we have been staying in the city for weeks. It becomes my duty to vacuum the castle... with a very small hand vac. First I must pour some white cleaning liquid all over the floor, then vacuum it up. I am still working at this when I wake up.

3- City of Bedlam, pt II
Back in the city, I notice that I have done a very poor job of painting my nails. I have nail polish all over my fingers, and I even missed two of my nails altogether. I decide I'd better redo them... But I can't remember where I put my fingernail polish. It must be in one of the bathrooms, but there are just so many!

I begin my search. After a while, I accidentally enter a really dark, creepy room that with holds a talking shrunken head. Realizing that this is the room I am not permitted to enter, I shriek and run out. "What are you doing?" a girl asks me as I nearly run into her. I recognize her as one of the shop keepers on the shore of this island.

"Oh, I'm just looking for my fingernail polish," I say hurriedly and keep looking.

Outside, I notice a tree that seems to be a Christmas ornament... but it's June. Taking a closer look, I am shocked to see a fairy staring back at me. "Uh... do you know where my fingernail polish is?" I ask dumbly. She says something in sign language. "I don't understand that," I say. Suddenly more and more fairies appear in the tree. I begin to worry that they will cause trouble. "We have a problem," I tell the man who walks up behind the small tree.

"What's that?" The fairies abruptly disappear, and he never notices.

I was going to point them out, but I quickly change my mind. "Um, I can't find my fingernail polish," I say instead.

4- Fire Ants, pt I
I "wake up" with fire ants in my bed, biting me. I hurriedly leave the room and tell my aunt about them.


5- Fire Ants, pt 2
I "wake up" again. WTF? Fire ants are biting me! So that other part was a dream? I go and tell my aunt about the fire ants, then ask her if I had already told her. She says that I did. But... why would I go back to sleep in a bed full of ants?

6- City of Bedlam, pt III
A hurricane is attacking the castle. I am nearly swept away by a flood of water as one of the guards leads me up to the balcony. We are all clutching on to the sturdy bars of the balcony to avoid being blown away. Suddenly, the ocean starts throwing things at us: refrigerators, pieces of wrecked ships, all kinds of stuff! It sends it directly at us!

I am dodging as best I can, while trying to knock the others out of harms way. After what seems like forever, the storm ends.

7- City of Bedlam, pt IV
((I don't know why I kept re-entering this dream. It wasn't that fun, and I was getting rather tired of these weird people.)) I decide I must leave this city. I've had enough of the wackos who live here. They tell me that the only exit is through Pointer Street, so that is where I go. Or at least, that's where I TRY to go. I end up turning onto Clutter Street instead, which is against the law. Apparently Clutter Street is where they throw all the dead bodies when they execute someone, and no one is allowed to go down there. They kill me, but this is only a temporary punishment. In this City, if you make a contribution (such as vacuuming the castle), you will be brought back to life after execution.

This time I make sure to turn on Pointer Street. Unfortunately for me, a man is out shopping with his wife... butt naked. It is illegal to see someone naked unless you are married to them, so again I am killed.

Frustrated, I walk all the way back to Pointer Street, making sure to keep my eyes averted from the naked man. As I am trying to avoid him, I accidentally bump into one of the guards. I immediately apologize, not wanting to be executed again. He just smiles at me and keeps walking. I pass by a man, who comments on how I was sucking up to the guards to avoid punishment.

I am now faced with a problem. The naked guy is blocking my path... How am I supposed to get out of here without looking at him? An idea comes to me: I take out my sleeping mask and use it as a blindfold, feeling my way along until I make it out of the city.

I am young than I look now and wearing a grey and red poncho. I am in some sort of museum or cultural center focusing on North American Aborigonal Societies. I am there to participate in a vision quest and arrive late in the afternoon to recieve instruction on what to do. I am told by some Elders that this vision quest is more like a savenger hunt because I have to obtain seven various items from safes that are hidden around the facility. The safes are locked with complex systems that require finding the right item to open them, and not all of the items are plain keys, which are also hidden from plain view.

I see that there are several other young people in the meeting room, some I know in real life and some I know in the dream. They have already completed their vision quests and are just visiting the facility. One of the coditions of the vision quest is that I must find and do everything alone and cannot ask for help from anyone. I go over and say hello to some of the people I know but many of them outright ignore me or are reluctant to talk to me.

Evening comes and many people leave but I want to stay as late as I can and get as much of my vision quest done as I can. I walk through the facility and looks along all the walls and corners for hidden safes. I find one but it is locked and I do not yet have the key to open it. At first I am closely observed by some Elders who follow me around and take notes on my progress and discuss it amoungst themselves, but I lose track of them at some point and left to explore on my own.

I find by self on the second floor of the building and come to an area that is open to the floors below and is crisscrossed with wooded suspention bridges. The only way to the other side is across the bridges and as I start to cross I notice two Tolkien inspired elves standing in the middle of one, observing my movements and loudly discussing me. One elf looks like Peter Jackson's version of Elrond and the other is a dark haired elf with a stern look on his face.

I cross the bridge and explore some of the rooms that have many indegenous artifacts on display and see two of my friends who are First Nations peoples. One of them I know completed their vision quest years before and the other says that he is just starting his, which confuses me because I thought I was the only one. It dawn on me that this is now a race because if he obstains the items before I do than I will obviously be unable to collect those items. I do not tell him that I am also on my vision quest. They move on and I continue searching the display cases until I find a gold token, which I hope can be used to open a safe.

Finding nothing more of unterest in the remaining rooms of that area I head back towards the wooden suspension bridges where the two elves are there and still watching me. They are having an argument about something and as I cross the bridge and walk past them, the Elrond looking elf grabs my arm, leans in and tells me tells me where to find the next safe and how to open it. I pull away, plug my ears and run because I am not supposed to recieve help from others and I don't want to get in trouble.

Back on the ground floor though I go straight to the safe he told me about but it will not open. Nearby in a potted plant I find another gold token. I wander around some more and find an arts and crafts room that has a safe sitting on a table. Down the hall from this room is a women's bathroom and another safe. The safe on the table contains a coin operated locking system but which I put my two gold coins in, they are immediately spit out. Ayoung boy working on a craft in the room tells me that I need three tokens to open that safe and the the item and key inside will open the safe down the hall.

Just then my friend who is also doing his vision quest walks in the room and inserts his three gold tokens into the safe which pops open and reveals a green jadestone medallion and another key. He then uses that key to open the safe down the hall and loudly declares that he has completed his vision quest. Several Elders and other people enter the room and congradulate him and they all walk out to celebrate somewhere. Just then the public announcment system plays a message that the facility is closing. I watch everyone in the building leave via the main exit, but I am crushed by my failure of the vision quest and I hide in a women's washroom that contains a lounge and cry.

I suddenly have a backpack with me and I open it and find several key chains with lots of keys on it, some stones and shells, a picture of my first cat and various other random crap that seems pointless and meaningless to me because they would not have helped me on my quest anyway. Many hours pass and a cleaning man discovers me sleeping in the bathroom and alerts security. A friendly brown haired security man wakes me up and offers to drive me home. We hop into is light blue 1956 Ford pickup and drive through the country. I don't talk to him because I am very despondant and depressed. We approach some train tracks and despite the warning lights that a train is coming the security man just keeps on driving. I fear that we will be hit by the train but cross just before it does and it misses the truck by just a few feet.

Misha Collins advances his plans for world domination. Parents do not approve.

So, I'm sitting on the couch in our old apartment in Ixburg. My dad and I are making fun of an awful movie we rented, which makes for the majority of our father/kid bonding time. Minus work, of course.

The phone rings.

My dad picks up the cordless, and I can hear the voice on the other end, asking for Jack. I recognize the voice and make a grab for the phone, but my dad holds it out of reach. Why is everyone taller than me?

"Who's calling?"

It's Misha, says the voice on the other end. My dad scowls and hangs up on him.

"What?" I say, waving my arms. "Why would you do that?" I snatch the phone away and look at the call display, then throw him the phone and stomp off to my room.

I send a text to the number I read on call display.

Yeah, sorry about that. You should probably just call my cell.

Telephone. Scare Factor: 1.

This is getting out of hand.

I was up literally all night the night before partying and finally went to bed. I had like 9 dreams but forgot all of them except for a couple fragments. I really should have just written them down, but I was too tired.

Lucid in my house:

I was in my house sitting on my round table with my ex gf Kalee. I remember sitting there thinking how much I missed her (I actually don't though in reality) and I remember seeing a big red book on the table. If I concentrated enough I could change words on the book. That made me lucid. I got up and started to walk outside. Kalee stopped me and asked if I wanted a bj. I said no thanks and walked through the door effortlessly. I looked around at how cool everything was. I jumped off my balcony and onto my grass. I remember moving somethings around the yard with my mind. I decided to jump really high and as I was falling I stopped time. I remember thinking how amazing it was for me to have that much dream control. I started to feel the dream fade so I prepared myself for a false awakening.

I woke in my bed and instantly did a rc and was lucid. I jumped down my stairs and walked into the kitchen and tried to walk through the balcony door again. I did not work and I remember that almost everything I tried was not working. My dream control was off. I went to the left of my balcony and remembered people wanting to get to the bio dome on the moon. I decided to try and open a portal. I started singing some metalica song and moving my finger around to create a door. I felt power in what I was saying but nothing happened. My mom came onto the balcony and started yelling at me. I laughed at her and told her it was a dream.

Roller coaster:

I was on a giant city wide roller coaster in downtown bellevue. It was really massive and I was on it with some class. We were going around on it looking at the city for what seemed like forever. I remember my vision zooming out and looking at the entire city with the ride rapped around it. At one point my ride started to slow down and got hit by another cart. My cart started to speed up and eventually flew off onto another rail. As it was falling I unbuckled my seat belt and jumped off to safety. I had some officials come over to me and ask me questions about what happened. I remember this dream being really long and this was only a small fragment of what happened.

20.12.2003

(Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I am part of a military expedition exploring a very dense forest near a railway. At some point, a soldier finds, under some brambles, an old yacht. Soon, anyon who gets close to it loses their bearings and become confused.
My father goes there, I go looking for him but I forget what I went there for. I find a dog, then I find my father.
In the evening, back at the base, my father finds me weeping above the sink (I don't know why, maybe because I was worried for him).

My recall was relatively fuzzy last night. I remember falling around this woman. She couldn't see me, but I knew that I existed because she was living in a different world, yet was in this one. She was interacting with people and things that didn't exist. I could see the things and people that didn't exist, but always knew what it really looked like. This is harder to explain than I'd anticipated.

She was trapped in some sort of pseudo-prison. She wanted to sign up to shovel dirt, then did. I was watching her as she shoveled imaginary dirt with an imaginary shovel.

At one point things between her and the jailer got weird and she spit bullets out of her mouth and he died. She fell onto an electric chair but managed to save herself from electrocution.

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I dreamt that I was pregnant and huge. I played some Harry Potter game that was supposed to be a different Harry Potter game from the one I had....
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I dreamt that me and a group of punk kids went swimming down a river. At the end of the river was my house, and this kid with green liberty spikes asked if I would put them back up for him.

June 20, 2010 - I'm up to date now!

Synopsis: First dream random. In the second dream, after trying to shop for dad I get accused of stealing! Third dream. In a war torn world, I remain the faithful student of a buddha, using my powerful psychokinetic gift to help stop the violence. But me and my partner are considered freaks, and the very city we love to protect turns on us! Only my teacher can help me now.

Night Time Note: Tonight was the first night I did my Dolphin Dream Mantra. But when it came time to visualizing, it was hard to focus on the ocean.

Dream Recall
I woke up. I couldn't really remember my dream anymore. But I just wrote what came to my head anyways. I'm making a painting of a dolphin. There is a rich man, evil man, who hired a hitman. Or someone hired a hitman to kill him.

Father's Day and Thieving at Work
I'm working alone. Where is everyone else? My sister is here with me to help me pick out some art supplies for my dad. I thought today would be a quiet day at work - but I'm getting swamped by costumers! And, I realize that I'm picking out all the wrong things. These brushes and paints won't do. I need to get the list I've left at home.

I leave the art supply store with my sister at 3pm. That means I closed the store two hours earlier than normal. I hope my boss doesn't yell at me. I get home and I've got my list. I start flying back to the art supply store. That's when I become slightly lucid and remember - wait - it is Father's Day. Were closed today! So I opened the store and suffered annoying costumers for no reason.

But I didn't come completely lucid. I still thought I could buy my dad some presents within the dream.

I get to the store, and all the other employees are here. What's going on? My boss frowns and explains this costumer wants to sue the entire store, for millions! She claims that I STOLED her anatomy art book. Me? What? I didn't steal anything!

I can hear her mouthing away with the cops. Painting a story that were horrible employees, doped up and drunken, and how I'm the worst one having stole her anatomy art book. Now the millions she's asking for would close this store for good! I tell her frankly - You're a lying bitch!

This whole dream was getting ridiculous. The cops approach me and I tell my side of the story. I did bring an anatomy art book home, because I brought it to work. It's not mine, but it belongs to my dad. They want proof. FINE! I storm out to go get my anatomy art book. Then I wake up. Remembering I wasn't going to buy art supplies for dad anyways. Stupid dream.

Psychokinetic Detective
It's the 1940's, it's the second world war. And everyone has a thick New York accent. Me and my partner are detectives. But because of our unique background, we are not well liked. Thanks to my teacher, I'm gifted with psychokinetic powers - all for the name of peace of course. My partner is actually my pupil, as well as a good friend. (reoccurring dream character)

You can find my mysterious teacher in our equally strange apartment. Everything in our apartment is shimmering, and sparkling, a cross between pearls and slug slime. Bright colors. And glowing bubbles are coming from the bathtub. where of all places, is where I meet my teacher. He's this glowing presence standing in the center of my bubbling bathtub. I only see him once in the dream before heading out on my adventure.

There's a nasty war going on. Enemy tanks parade the streets. And our idiot government thinks blasting them away with aerial bombs is the best defense. As if the aerial bombs don't destroy our city! A timed series of blasts, earth shaking, the sky lighting up. Some where another part of the city has been blown up.

I'm flying in a helicopter with my partner and other city cops. Normies, I call them. We're surveying the area.

"Look!"

In a ghetto part of town, enemy tanks were lining up. I could hear the cops calling in the find, so the soldier boys can drop their damn bombs. I had to do something!! I hold out my palm, and using my powers I move the tanks! The tanks roll over, upside down, rendered useless. I moved some of them too quickly, and you can hear the sound of steel crashing. I hoped I didn't injure the men inside, even if they were our enemies.

When we land, some of the cops and soldier boys seemed annoyed with what I did. My gift makes them uncomfortable. As we survey on foot, we run into more enemy tanks. And again, before the boys can call in the find, I move the tanks and render them useless. It's not always easy for me, so I'm glad the tanks move slow. The normies are sneering and sizing me up!

I ask my partner "Did I do the right thing?"

He smiles warmly and says "Yes. 'Teach would be proud."

That's right. I had to keep reminding myself who my teacher was. A pacifist, a buddha, my teacher wouldn't want me to use my gift any other way. I had to be careful when moving the tanks not to use too much force.

Were done patrolling! All the enemy tanks have been destroyed, or rendered useless thanks to me. The government declares the war over! Victory! And the once empty streets are starting to fill with people. But as we walk back to the station we pass by one very tiny overlooked street.

We ran into one last enemy tank. No big deal, just one tank, and it's a tiny tank too. We'll get rid of it while the city celebrates. But before I could even hold out my palm, the tank races towards us. It was coming so fast - we had to run or be run over! I had no idea a tank could move this fast! Is this the enemy's new secret weapon?

The cops pull out their guns but they're useless. My partner runs too slow and the tank attacks him. He's down! Damn, I have to do something. I stand in the middle of the street and hold my palm. I know by the time I can focus on moving the tank, the tank will fire. The tank flips overs!! It's energy beam hits me! But it feels like sticky taffy? What is this? My partner gets up and wipes himself clean.

We recollect ourselves and run around the corner. Checking every street, waiting anxiously for the next dangerously fast tank. Nothing.

The General comes, I quickly warn him the city is in danger. He drives me to the hospital himself. I assumed it was to make sure this sticky goo didn't infect me with something freaky. But when I get there I realize, this is a nut house! The nurses and clerks look at me with distaste. The cops who escorted me look pleased. They've probably have been waiting for the day for a freak like me to be locked up.

"What's going on!" I demand as the cops sign me in.

The General comes in and explains"I'm sorry. But I had to do this. I talked to my boys and they said there was no tank! There is no enemy secret weapon."

They look at me with those eyes. The eyes you use to size up a crazy man. "No! You're men are lying! They've been waiting to lock me up!"

They drag my partner in with handcuffs, he looks defeated. I yell "Ask him! Did you see the tank?"

He looks up with sad eyes "Yes, I did!" And they take him away to a cell.

I slam my hand on the table. "Dammit General!! There were four people out there. Now me and my partner say we saw a tank. Your boys say they didn't. That's two and two. That's a 50 and 50 chance the tank is and isn't real. You have no choice but to investigate yourself! That tank fired something strange. It would have left a residue. Look for it!"

The General storms out of the room with the rest of the cops. The clerks tinker away with their paper work. I'm sure they're trying to find me a room. Well, hopefully the General will do the right thing, and realize the city is in danger. Tap-tap-tap.

I can see the General's head peaking from the back door. I sneak back there and he opens the back door for me. "I know you're not crazy. But the city is in denial. We'll have to work in secret."

He leads me away. Where once were long streets of the city, are now long corridors and hallways. We've set up in the corner of the hallway. Waiting anxiously for the next dangerous tank. I've left my partner behind, he could use a break. The General and some ladies go through piles of paper work. Looking for clues of an enemy experiment. When they find something unsettling.

It's a newspaper clipping years ago, about a mad scientist trying to create psychokinetic monsters. The ladies look at me with those eyes. I shake my head "That's propaganda!"

Something catches my attention. My spider senses are going off! I look down the hallway. "General, something is coming." It's outside. Coming closer and closer. My heart is beginning to race. "What is it?" I look passed the hallway, passed the exit door. It's a mob!

"A mob of angry people are coming for this building. They have no weapons, only their bear fists and grinding teeth." I can see them on top the hillside coming closer and closer. The General stands up. "Who are they? Can you read their minds? Are they our citizens? Are they the enemy?"

The General wants to know whether he can open fire on them or not. But I can't allow him to fire either way. "I don't know. Theres too many minds. All I sense is their anger and hatred! They're coming!"

The exit door bursts open! I jump in front of the angry mob, leading them safely away from the General and the others. I let the mob chase me after hallway and hallway. There's so many of them! I use my powers to knock one man off his feet, trying to slow the mob down. But they trample him to death! Crap! My teacher isn't going to like that.

I fly! I fly faster and take a sharp turn. Losing the mob. I hide in a room. What should I do? I look outside the window. I know what to do, I have to lead them back outside. The mob has dispersed. Attacking anyone they run into. I fly into a clerks office. She is a black woman with curly hair (reoccurring dream character). She doesn't like me very much.

"I know I know. This is my mess. I need you to do something. Tell the angry mob that I'm waiting for them outside."

"And you think they'll just go?"

"Of course, they're here for me. Go and tell them!"

She tells her assistant to carry out the task instead. The assistant does as told.

I fly outside. I need high ground. So I fly to higher roof. And a higher roof. I call to my partner to help me. He flies to me and stands by my side. The first angry mobster comes stumbling out of the building. He flies up to where I am. I had no idea normies could fly! He snarls and hisses like a beast! I focus energy into my hands, when I do, my partner disappears (reoccurring theme).

He attacks me! I grab his face with my hands, and draw out the evil energy possessing him! "Be free!!" Lol..exorcism. The man is free from the evil within him. He goes limp, and falls to the floor. Two angry mobsters come out. And I have to act even quicker. But the next group was about ten angry mobsters. Crap. Too many. I can't handle them all!

I fly away and I fly even higher. But they keep up with me. Screaming, taunting me. Without realizing I had flown all the way back to my glowing iridescent apartment. That's it!! I can't handle them, but if there is one person who can heal this angry mob it's my teacher.

The glowing magical bubbles surround me. The angry mob gets closer and closer, hissing, snarling, cursing. I start to sing a lullaby to lure them in. . . . . "Oh holy room of wonders!"

Then I wake up