non-lucid

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid FA / AP

At my mom's neighborhood, behind her apartment building. I watch as a bunch of big rats climb each tree at the hill behind the building and destroy them in seconds. I make noise trying to disperse them, but I just delay the process. Someone starts screaming and I see rats trying climbing all over her. These rats are really dangerous. I get inside my car worrried about it, but I leave as I am heading to my old univeristy. My former colleagues are all there studying math for an exam and they wonder why I left the university. I wonder to. I go talk to a former teacher and bring some papers with me. I try to explain what I have been working on and that I left university in part due to my autism diagnostic. I expect some understanding but instead I get some some ugly remarks from her. and so I decide to leave. But she trigerred my stims and I am feeling uncomfortable that others might notice it. A friend joins me and we get in the car together. We notice more situations with rats out of control. We get home, which is a kind of loft with an attic that we share with a bunch of people. From the window we see absolute madness of rats everywhere attacking people and invading houses. I remember that the windows in the attic are open, I go close them. We all stay really quiet and silent, waiting for something to happen. One of the girls comes in with a bite in her arm. She later becomes rabid and attacks another girl. Meanwhile, outside people are starting to bit other people. I realize we have a zombie attack going on and we must leave the city now. But I am really concerned that it might be too late.

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid FA / AP

Feels like a post apocalyptic future. I am at a small village and we're attacked by people from another town. Everyone is slaughtered, except me. I manage to escape and hide in a creek. I get rescued by a couple people who tell me to come with them to the next city or the attackers will eventually find me, as they are coming this way. I accept the help. They take me to their home and then ask me to stay hidden. Someone knocks on their door and it's the bad guys. So this town is where they actually come from. They suspect some villagers might have come here looking for refuge and they are goingdoor to door asking their citizens to cooperate denouncing any case they are aware off. But my new friends are good people and actually rescue refugees. They tell me their plan to integrate me in their community without being noticed, but it will be a slow and risky process.

I'd like to make some notes on this but it's getting a bit late and long day tomorrow.

22nd March 2022

Fragment:

Huge space battle. It feels like Freelancer but looks like EVE or just realistic. There's a Star Wars feel to the battle, overall. There are hundreds of different ship designs, both friendly and enemy, but it's mostly the friendlies that are very varied? Although it's in space, there's a large complex that dwarfs any ship and it has sloping structures with hard cornered/bevelled edges.

Seems to be a case of holding position. Ships from our "side" keep going off in small waves and most of the time are just shot right as they exit the boundaries of the complex. But some of them are able to launch large numbers of crew assault modules toward enemy ships.

Fragment:

Something about dad and maybe a wooden ladder, that he carries or gives me? Think maybe dad is ill in some way? The location is dream generated. Maybe a flat of some kind, diffuse and warm daylight coming from a skylight above, giving the inside of the apartment a bright but very diffuse light mood.

26th March 2022

Fragment:

At a place like old home, outside the little supermarket bit on that main street right outside the cul-de-sac. Except that the location is much higher up than it should be, like a plateau or mountain-top. Fairly clear weather, very thin clouds, consistent with an overall sunset context. Me and H are loading the van with other cars. Somehow, we can handle them by hand easily-ish and we put a VW estate of some kind in the back and maybe some other car. I comment on how we could almost fit three cars in the back of the van.

Something about dad and his car maybe? Old water bottle to dispose of. In the dream, I have a memory of it being like ones we used to take on road trips.

Then, something else with H and the van. Attaching some kind of trailer thing, a wooden cabinet kind of thing (Leslie cabinet type?). For some reason, H gets naked and gets inside it. We're indoors and somehow he's driving it away now. I help by holding the trailer up and such as we go down some stairs.

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid FA / AP

I am leaving Soraia at some junkyard temporarily for some reason and I don't want her to follow me, which is hard because the gate doesn't perfectly close, it has gaps and she manages to escape through it. So she follow me. I pick her up again and hand her over to the junkyard guy. Then I go to a class at the university. I sit at a desk with some other girl I know and she offers me a bag of meat for my dogs, which I start shredding with my hands hile the teacher talks in the background. Some people see it and make some remarks about it. Not so much for doing it in the class, but how can I be doing that if I am vegan? Then I spot Soraia going around the room looking for me - she escaped again - and I select a portion of meat to offer her. I bend down closer to the ground and call for her to come, which she does and I give her some meat.
The room is now an ampitheathre outside in some old archeological ruins. On each side of the amphitheatre there is a corridor sided by stone walls ending and both ending in an area with large steps or small platforms where we can also sit. I followed Soraia here. I see a nice stone that I think would be great to take home and put under the leg of a table that is unstable, so I pick it up. Then I see a shadow and hear a noise and look up and there is some sort of catapult that I accidentally triggered by removing that stone. First I am afraid to be squashed but then I notice the catapult's arm is long and will actually hit the people sitting in the amphitheatre. I yell and warn them and they see it. But they are packed together and I don't know if they manage to escape. As I come closer, I stumble on people leaving the place, some that I know and I ask them if everyone is ok. They say no. Two guys were instantly killed and a 3rd person died soon after plus many are injured. I panic. No one seems to know it was my fault and I am torn apart. The right thing to do is to turn myself in before they find out, on the other hand I feel I can't admit guilt right now or I'll be killed by the mob. Don't know whom to talk too. I join them mourning and trying to figure if there is any way anyone will find out it was me. I look for security cameras and there is one in the distance pointed at the corridor. Probably hard to tell that it is me in the video, but if they identify me, and probably will, i'll be suspect number one. So I better tell. Then there is some kind of gathering in an indoor auditorium to countinue mourning and honouring the dead and I stay way in the back just trying to figure out what they are saying about it. Seems like no one is pointing to culprits and assume it was a freak accident, so now I have doubts if I should come forward. I am torn apart and I also cry for the victims. Either way, I now carry the feeling of guilt for killing people accidentaly and it feels absolutely horrible.

I was hurrying somewhere by the road into the city centre, its a long one
I wanted to get to something, i dont know what
the weather was already but, but it quickly got worse
a big storm came, things turned night time dark, rain started getting heavy
but for some reason, I kept going
into the dark, and rain

The dream seems to be set within some kind of video game world, and as part of the game, I have to go out swimming in the sea and do something with the various fish swimming below the surface (I am no longer sure precisely what the point was supposed to be). One particularly large shape seems a little too interested in me, and it’s only after repeatedly beating it off that it gets the message that I’m not dinner and comes to the surface.

It is a shark, and it proceeds to tell me a story – one that I can already tell is unlikely to have a happy ending from a human point of view, although the shark itself is completely oblivious to these implications. I am annoyed with the game for making me come all the way out here and do this. I do not enjoy punching sharks. I do not especially like being buttonholed by them, either. But, I reflect, that is always the problem with open mics.

-20.3.22

7th March 2022

Long dream again, but recall was left until the next day. Somewhat disjointed.

Fragment (DFLN):

I am in a place like L or old home. After something? I am returning to what is "home", where mom and dad live. It's different. The apartment building is shorter, maybe four floors, counting ground. Night time, sodium street lights.

At one point I'm having a conversation with mom and asking her where dad is. I think to myself that I haven't seen him at all during the day and find this odd for some reason.

On the approach to the building or perhaps later on, on a different return, I enter a ground level floor. It looks burnt out and dilapidated; I think I am entering through the back door. There are bums and vagabonds filling this room and it looks like it may have been a cafe or canteen. A man stands out here, he is supposed to be taking care of these people who are less fortunate and he doesn't really seem to care about them, mistreating them in some way, but I lost recall of details.

I don't like how he's treating them and I think I get into an argument with the man, wanting to find some way in which I can help, also possibly berating him for not trying or caring. Later, in a different part of the same building or maybe in adjoining building, I'm in an entrance stairwell. It has a lot of natural light and may have glass walls in part. Something about the staircase seems wrong and dangerous. I go up and down the stairs. I eventually decide that they need to be changed. Each step needs to be longer and slightly shorter, for safety. I think I start a plan on paper or something on how to do it and then do some of the work.

Rest of recall lost.


8th March 2022

I left recall too long and when I started typing the dream recall started fading too because of wakefulness. The dream was quite long and fairly vivid.

Fragment (DFLN):

Living through some kind of live-action/full feature GTA film. Certain bits are in 3D. Something else is half game-like, like an RPG. In terms of physical location, it seems a bit like L and old home in general. The layout is different and it's a ground floor instead. Something about Trevor (GTA V) being missing and when he isn't anymore, he complains about how his 3D wasn't "updated as much".

Outside and through a window I can see several cars. Three range rovers and maybe a van or something of the sort. The range rovers are all different models and colours and all modern, too.

I am more aware of myself as a character now compared to before. I'm naked for some reason. My cousin is here and she was managing something about the cars? Maybe on a computer? She's also tidying things. I need to go to the bathroom. It's like the one I used to use at old home but it seems bigger and the toilet is more in the middle of the room. I put down a navy-blue coloured plastic donut or ring on top of the toilet and sit to have a wee.

This whole place seems dark inside, but it's very bright outside, too.

(earlier?) RPG bit where I have a more reptilian form and also bigger than most other characters. I seem to have levelled enough that I can start some kind of transcendence feature, which seems to relate mostly to getting better abilities.

3rd March 2022

Long dream, but I left recall too late.

Fragment:

Something like WoW but with more Korean-style game mechanics; progression, levels, gear, and so on mostly like Lost Ark. The areas have a similar feel to that game but it plays more like WoW. Then, I enter some end-game dungeon on my own and tell T about it, via PM I think. I figure that the dungeon is too hard for me to do alone and with my current gear. Looking in the map, I think at first that it's a small instance, at least until I realise there are other layers which are much bigger.

I decide to explore the starting area of the instance a little bit, despite actually intending to leave. The place is a bit like a mix of Onyxia's lair and Molten Core. I explore a small rock tunnel, with a sort of high and triangular shape. This tunnel is next to a different tunnel which was the entrance. In the tunnel I explore, I find Hellfire orc engineers and a number of their landmines which are invisible at first. Not confident about my ability to solo this, I use a number of shielding abilities and area of effect (Paladin?). The mines do way less damage than I was expecting, not even taking my shields off.


5th March 2022

Fragment:

H has a "Velvetiser" thing (his mom showed us this, recently) and H is using the machine. I can't see much of what's going on because I seem to be sitting down. In our kitchen?

Fragment:

Something about H transforming into a woman and being nearby or narrating. This (other) somewhat fat woman sits naked on top of my chest and is trying to get me to put my lips on her genitals. I resist and feel distressed by the forceful nature of what seems to be going on, being put off by the fact there is an odd taste or smell. I feel abused. (This feeling lingers as I wake up)


6th March 2022

Left recall too late.

Fragment:

(near end of dream) I am with H in an area with a few small warehouses. I think in the middle of some woods, although there is a "town" feeling to the place. It also feels a bit like a garden centre? We go into one of the warehouses. There are stacks and stacks of wooden organ pipes. We make some deal with a white man, short black hair, mid 40s/50s. Then, before we leave, I ask him at last something that had been on my mind: "Do you know of any similar dealers such as yourself, who deal in metal pipes instead?"

He does give me a reply in full but I lost recall of it. I do recall the reply was to my satisfaction and I gratefully express my thanks before we leave the warehouse. It's possible he gave me some contact details. Inside the warehouse, it seemed quite dark apart from the fact that it was lit by hanging bare incandescent bulbs. Outside it's sunny. There's a bright chalk-ish white gravel which makes paths. The woods are fir of some kind.

Date: 17/03/2022
Bedtime: 2.30am
Awakening: 7.40am
Return to bed: 8am
Method of entry: dream consciousness
Attempt: successful
Awakening: 10am
DILD: The Body Check Experiment

DREAMING

At a shopping centre, me and a number of people are trying to evade and hide from a pride of lions. I experience intense fear as the big cats seem to be all over the place and almost impossible to avoid. We start climbing decorated walls in order to reach large shelves as the environment starts to resemble a museum interior. It's only a matter of time before someone dies in front of me. We reach a high shelf but a poor woman on its edge is pulled and devoured by a giant feline beast. I am terrified as I find this situation to be an absolute nightmare.

WAKING

I record the nightmare and make sure the kids get ready for school before using the loo. I return to bed and put my sleep mask on with the intension to enter the phase directly. I experience some fleeting hypnagogic imagery but eventually have to move from a supine to a side position and uncover myself as my body temperature rises to an uncomfortable level. I fall asleep.

DREAMING

I'm part of the Mafia and my gangster pals are with me at a hideout. We are listening to our butler who is trying to give us good advice about evading our enemies and doesn't seem to stop talking. He is a grey gentleman with a very English accent. Somehow, the old man ends up getting shot by an enemy so we carry him and flee the hideout before getting in a mini and driving off. Covered in blood and not looking good, the butler is dying in the backseat of the car. We need to get away and bury the body somewhere.

HYPNOPOMPIA

Scene shift: I'm lying in bed experiencing hissing in my head with accompanying hypnopompic imagery that seems to last a couple of minutes before I lose consciousness.

DREAMING

I'm in the backseat of a speeding car with my wife. The situation is a hot pursuit where the gangsters are driving away from their rivals. I tell them to be careful as they nearly crash into a truck and reassure Stacey that everything will be alright. It dawns on me that the situation is extremely unusual and I ask, 'Am I dreaming?'

LUCID DREAMING

My wife is still panicking next to me about the precarious driving and I grab her hand and tell her that she should no longer worry because it is all a dream. (Realism: 90%) I open the car door and I'm ready to jump out but I'm suddenly back in bed with a pulsating hiss in my head.

The experience is fully tactile. (Realism: 15%) Suddenly, my legs begin to float and fall on what feels like my sleeping wife lying next to me. My body rests on the bed only from the waist up and I find this odd. I decide the experience cannot be real and push against the phantom bed, causing me to start hovering over it. A dimly lit bedroom environment comes into view. (Realism: 65%) As I float 5ft above the bed, I can see my sleeping wife on her side and next to her the hint of a second body completely covered and lying dormant. I'm having an out-of-body experience.

I remember Project Elijah's task and begin palpating my body all over and counting fifteen seconds in my head. This causes the environment to become sharper immediately. (Realism: 95%) As I rub my arms, I land next to the bed with my bare feet on a highly defined carpeted floor. With one hand I part the curtains to bring more light into the room while the other hand rubs my neck and head. (Realism: 100%) The bedroom door is open and I'm about to exit into the hallway but my sleeping wife kicks me in the real world and I wake up.

WAKING

I realise I can't re-enter the dream world because time is getting on and I must get up for other commitments. I'm a bit annoyed with myself because I had said to myself a few days ago that the next time I tried to induce a lucid dream after waking in the morning, I would return to a different bed to prevent being disturbed during the experience. As a result of neglecting that preparation, I didn't get to fulfill what would have been the next step after the task: to time-travel to the future (subconscious futuristic concept for artistic purposes).

Date: 18/03/2022
Bedtime: 3.30am
Awakening: 8am
Return to bed: 8.05am
Method of entry: dream consciousness
Attempt: successful
Awakening: 11.15am
DILD: Time Travel

DREAMING

The environment is fraught with food stalls and cakes galore. The marketplace is packed with people and there are a few excited children running around. I'm eating a delicious slice of sponge cake with blue icing sugar on top. I search for more slices of cake with my mum but all we find is half-eaten ones with no icing.

I'm racing with Danny Dyer, Richard Blackwood and others along a train station platform. I'm a great runner and it is a draw with Danny Dyer after we beat everyone else. I tell Richard about my waking life memory of winning the dads' race at my kids' primary school once. He replies, 'That's right, I remember!' like he had been there (no celebrity attended that particular school sports day as far as I know). There is another race taking place with some participants who are partially naked. A little Halle Berry lookalike jumps on me like a crazed fan and wraps herself around my torso as I run. She weighs nothing apart from feeling her grip and I start to show off by running even faster whilst carrying a person.

Scene shift: On the opposite platform, the race is over but Halle Berry lookalike won't let go of me. A long-haired guy wearing a dark trenchcoat challenges me to compare the size of our private parts; we are about to expose ourselves at the same time to everybody until at the last minute he aborts by making a joke of it with a gesture and we both laugh it off having avoided considerable embarrassment despite our initial bravado. I tell little Halle that we need to part ways and she becomes visibly upset. I start flying away from her as I hear her sobbing and move speedily over the railway and through a tunnel; the flying, as far as I'm concerned, is completely natural for a race champion to do. Once I reach the end of the tunnel I come upon an urban setting. I still hear the woman crying and feel extremely sorry for her so I wish to see her face one last time for another goodbye. Suddenly, a green hologram resembling her face comes floating out of the tunnel before disappearing. 'I'm dreaming!'

LUCID DREAMING

I fly over the hustle and bustle of the city under a daytime atmosphere, gradually gaining altitude, viewing rooftops and soon going beyond the urban confines to a more idyllically rustic landscape composed of beautifully sun-kissed greenery and lakes. I remember my plan to find out what happens in a lucid dream if I wish to time-travel to the future, but instead of using a wormhole to get there as previously imagined during a dream incubation rehearsal in the waking state, I decide to close my eyes and spin in darkness to subsequently glide through the void which gradually fills with dim light.

I land on a hard floor made of several fluorescent hexagons which I explore with my hands and feet. I look up and it's nighttime in an urban environment illumed by a myriad multicoloured lights. It feels like a tourist zone reminiscent of Trafalgar Square in London, only somewhat richer. I'm approached by a hooded man who asks me, 'Where did you come from?' I reply, 'I'm a time traveller!' He laughs in my face and starts gathering others to surround and taunt me. I start forcing people to sit down, literally picking them up and collecting them at a bus station to form an audience that will hear me out. I lose lucidity ...

DREAMING

Some people from the crowd start to grab me but I am too strong to allow myself to be overwhelmed and in my determination, I jibber-jabber at the crowd of doubting Thomases until I turn into Ben Shapiro. I can literally hear my Shapiro voice explaining to them, like a motormouth, that I can prove I'm a time traveller. Managing to get enough space, I start spinning like a dervish until the urban dreamscape fades and I wake up.

WAKING

It seems that my dream incubation worked to a degree. A few days ago I had imagined a slightly different time-travelling narrative but I am glad that it was enough to recall the plan and the theme when I became lucid.

Strange magic dragon dream
I am at building C of my school, on the second floor (entering from the yard, you basically have 4 important doors on the bottom floor. Two on either side, which lead to a staircase leading up all the way to the third floor, with every second platform, occurring after every second unit of stairs, leading to the corresponding floor. In front and behind you, you have exits, the former leading directly to the street and the latter to the school yard. To your left, you have a freestanding stairway, leading up to a platform, whose shape can be imagined as a rectangle without the bottom edge showing the path you can walk along, the path fitting to the wall. From there, multiple rooms can be accessed and also two doors leading to the left and right staircases to the other floors). There, I apparently have a kind of private lesson with a teacher I actually do not particularly like, but, apparently he wants to teach me, and a small group of other people who want this, how to become a dragon and I guess to harness that kind of magic(? not sure about the magic part. might have had to do with fire). Thus, I enter the class. I was excited, but had a kind of feeling in me that this would be too good to be true. Though, then, after a while, it did kind of work and I guess I transformed into some kind of humanoid dragon form. I felt a great amount of the feeling of freedom and also a kind of wildness along with this. I remember knowing that this would just be a small taste and that there was more potential in this ability. At this point, I guess I had remembered others and also myself couldn't see this happen (despite us having seen it before; it was kind of contradictory, even the moment this came up) and I thought that this would just be too good to be true and that I was stuck in wishful thinking again. The teacher wanted us to try flying, but I thought that was kind of stupid, considering the fact that apparently the bell had rung and everyone was moving to their other classes, so everyone would just think we're crazy and other teachers would get angry at us, so I just waited, despite my anxiety, as I knew the teacher was impatient, but that was just way too stupid of an idea to me. So, eventually, everyone had seemingly moved and I felt like nobody was going to see this, so, after watching some of the others in my group managing to lift off and fly around, I tried flapping my arms (despite me knowing that we were doing this because apparently we had learned to develop our wings enough), and, as I failed to lift off, I felt like my worries were confirmed and was discouraged, but did not have the plan to give up. I subsequently woke up.

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Finally started journaling again. There has just been a lot of stressful stuff going on in my life, which has prevented me from continuing this for quite a while.

I actually only remembered this because I saw a cloaked person outside, which reminded me of harry potter, which reminded me of this for some reason. Weird.

Legend:
Dream
Notes
Awake

Found myself in the middle of a Japanese lake in the middle of an impromptu holiday./with my father. We sort of got talking to one of the owners of the lake, somehow in the middle of it. For some reason there was a farting competition between all of us. We swam to shore, where I stumbled upon some giant golden coins, as well as some regular coins, some which were golden They were probably used as offerings to the kami of the lake. I grabbed some coins and wished for about ¥500 to get me through today.

I made my way back to shore, even though it seemed impossibly far. After a bit, I found myself wrapped up in a conspiracy about the the lake and the adjoining onsen, a lot of shady people were skulking around the bathhouses. An inventor was passing by, he gave me a square-shaped henshin belt with slots for spherical gems which would have probably been used to access different forms like in OOO. I put on the belt, making a very unique pose with two of my hands in V signs one pointing up, and one to the left.

HENSHIN!!

I turned into the off-green "Kamen Rider Toy", as most of my gear was themed around toys, I had a blaster that could shoot orbeez as well as having a mode that could hynotise people. I took down the proprietor as he had revealed to be behind the nefarious scheme. I also entirely forgot to finish with a rider kick .

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid FA / AP

At some buddhist teachings but the scenario also feels like school. I am gathered with other people at a room, listening to some teacher when we are visited by a yogini, an old tibetan lady. She pays her respects to the teacher. but then also hands me a katak or something with similar purpose, bows before me and then adresses the teacher briefly. We don't understand what they say. When she leaves, I notice some girl is angry or jealous that I got special attention. I am puzzled, but at the same time I suspect what it might be about. In the end, the teacher approaches me and hands me some paperwork, a planner and some login info. He says the yogini agreed that I have the marks and has starting a procedure that I have to follow, if I wish to accept the role I am supposed to fulfill. I need to study some texts and know them by heart. And I suppose this will change my life completely, as I'll probably need to travel and be away from home for many years or even forever.
I start looking at the documents and filling the planner with my data. Then Riverstone comes by, and I start trying to tell him, but he is not paying attention. Then my mom is also around and I know she will freak out if I tell her I may need to go away. I am not sure how to tell her. I ask a rhetorical question or make some innuendo just to see her reaction. She suspects I might have something to say and I confess I have some important announcement to make, but will only tell them when we get home.

I wear a black ring on my right middle finger. And once in real life, I lost it for a couple days before finding it again in the house. In the dream, I was in an area that was basically a cave, but not a remote one in the middle of nowhere. Someone owned it and it served some purpose, I forget what. And just inside that cave, in some leaves that had blown in the entrance, I found a black ring.

This ring looked totally different from my real one. It was hugely thick, like donut shaped. And instead of a black band it was black but with the elven writing from Lord of the Rings on it in gold. But I knew it belonged to me and I was shocked that, as often as the place had to have been cleaned(again it served some purpose, people were paid to keep it clean), I happened to find it again after losing it. I apparently hadn't been there in some time and was sure the ring was gone.

What shocked me more, though, was that I remembered this was actually the second time I'd lost the ring, come back to the cave a while later, and found it there again. It was like I simply could not lose the ring; if I lost it it was just always going to be in the cave if I looked for it there. And also it's worth pointing out that my right hand was noticeably deformed with my fingers far too short and thick, like they suited the ring's size. I didn't outright ignore this, but accepted that yeah, I've always had oddly shaped hands.

My Dream Journal Entry For Feb Z0ZZ

Today morning I wrote down only one-word "Attendance



5-Mar-22
A friend of mine Girl Chaitali said that she wants medicine and gave me a Prescription.
I read the paper and the writing was scribbled. I read it again. Now the writing was Clear. It read Galantamine.
I told her I have Galatamine tabs in my house ..,
But I still did not become Lucid
This is just a very small part of the very long dream. Plus I had many Dreams But only managed to write down This part.

27-Feb-22
Some man told me that someone is having a fight
I went to the road and there were a bunch of people gathered near the river house
Don was fighting but only an Argument
He Left the crowd crossed the road and saw me standing and Smiled

22-Feb-22
I was waiting outside my house
Nitin called from the window of my neighbour's house and told me to ask the sweeper to clean the ground.
I told the sweeper to clean the ground.
He cleaned it.
I knocked on my neighbour's house and Nitin was Inside with 2 girls ...
I told him the ground is clean

10-Feb-22
Playing torchlight2 ...

9-Feb-22
Caught blue colour huge snakes.

6-Feb-22
Remote connect PC from outside home

5-Feb-22
Has joined group
Join website .. Name address email updated...

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid FA / AP

Staying at a hotel, managed by a friend and her husband. She introduces me to some guy, I think maybe trying to be a match maker, but I am not into it and it fails.
There is a guest at the hotel which we suspect has covid, but he refuses to follow the rules and spits on his hand and grabs the doorknob just to anger us. So, basically a Karen. He also brought along an entourage, My friend suspects his entourage includes some suspicious people. She collects some of their food leftovers to analyze (I thought first for covid, but it is for DNA) and she calls the authorities. Turns out the Karen is a most wanted criminal worth a 2 million reward.
My friend's husband has been a bit distracted and busy, but I notice he finally realizes of the unusual happenings and goes around trying to figure out what's up. My friend doesn't want him to know because he has this policy against denouncing the guests, even if they are wanted criminals. So she keeps it to herself and hides the money. But he saw an agent from the FBI or whatever handing her an envelope with the money and she hiding it temporariky under an armchair at the lobby. He asks me what are those samples on the fridge and looks at her notes from the past days trying to figure out what is going on. I lie to protect her and say we have been working on analyzing food quality just has he always wanted to do and that she tried talking to him a few times but he was alwasy busy. He says he noticed some guests missing and I say the guests were indeed sent away, but it was because of a covid incident and it was the health department which came and took them away for everybody's safety.
He isn't so happy with my explanations, but he accepts and kinda feels proud that his wife has been doing her best while he's been kind of absent from managing. We all go out to lunch and they make up, but when he goes to the toilet I tell her we have to talk so I can tell her what I told him and that she needs to hide the money somewhere else because he saw her putting it there. I advise her to never tell him the truth, but use the money in small investments here and there so he doesn't suspect. She is very thankful for my help and we hug.