non-lucid

This took a few days to write up. I can't remember if I became lucid at a point, although I might have become semi-lucid.

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I'm in a courtroom, although I'm not part of the jury or part of the trial. I think I know people involved, but I'm not going to be called up or anything. I look around the courtroom and everything seems normal. I notice characters from a friend's comic-in-progress and I don't think this is out of the ordinary at all.

It's some kind of custody battle, and I can't remember a lot of the trial. At some point, the judge called a recess and I headed to the bathroom. I was in a stall and I heard two girls talking, and when I was in there they left soon and a man and a woman came in with a little girl. The girl kept making flowers and vines appear. The parents noticed this eventually and told her to stop. At this point I came out of the stall and the girl made a rose appear on the corner of the sink. I remarked "She's clever, by making pretty things she makes it harder for people to tell her to remove them." The parents gave me a look, and then left. I finished washing my hands and left.

The outside place is no longer the courthouse. It looks like the inside of a haunted house - the walls are painted somewhere between camo and jungle. I start walking, but I stop after a few steps. There are bumpercars of a sort running through the hallway and I break into a run to get past them. Then I see carosel horses in front of me and I notice there is blood on their muzzels. They look mad. I decide to not get near them, because I don't want to find out why they have blood on their faces.

I get past them but I feel a tug on my pantleg - I run past just in time and I see people in a train waving their arms around. They tell me to come over to them, but I feel like this isn't a good move. It seems wrong. Before I can make a choice on whether to run or not, I wake up.