Inner Sanctum

This dream was like a mixture of non-lucid, and lucid. At times i felt like i was in control in other times i felt like i was just observing, and not actually experiencing. And that's probably due to being a rookie at lucid dreaming.

I was in class, and the fire alarm went off. Of course, everyone jumped up and ran outside. One of the parts that really stood out to me was the fact that some people in my class went and used the elevator, and everyone knows you're supposed to use the stairs during a fire.

I was actually walking with them when they were going to the elevator, and by the time i realized how stupid that was, they were already in it and the door was about to close. I was telling them that they shouldn't use it, but they didn't listen. Then my professor came walking up all slow, (like some cliche movie fire scene) and said "there's a girl trapped in the fire!"...

Nobody cared except me, they all just shrugged their shoulders and went down on the elevator. Me and my professor ran to help the girl that was trapped, i don't really remember how we got her out or how we even made it over to her. Almost like the dream faded out...
When it "faded in" we were outside and i was carrying the girl over my shoulder (she was unconscious), and we were crouched behind some exploded, still burning truck. People were shooting at us from the other side. Why? I have no clue...

My professor and i didn't know what to do, so we kind of just stayed there and took cover. But then i got sick of it, and all of a sudden i had a burst of courage or something...I jumped out from the truck and pulled out two pistols and just started picking off all of the guys that were shooting at us. (That part felt very controlled, i think i was lucid at this point.) After i went Rambo on everyone, i started to realize how bizarre the dream was, and also that i was lucid, and of course...i got excited, and woke up -_-.

My roommate recently moved out, and i had an odd dream about a "new roommate"...

I came back to my place(From where? I'm not sure.), and my "new roommate" was moving in and unpacking his things. Something about him was very familiar, yet, I've never seen him before in my life. I don't remember talking to him at my place, but then things kind of faded out...

The next part of the dream i remember, was me at a park on the water, in my hometown. I got out of the car and started walking towards the pier with the gazebo at the end where i usually sit out and just chill, and listen to music.



For some reason, my "new roommate" was there at the gazebo...swimming, in a hole in the gazebo...
This threw me off really hard in the dream because there's no hole in the gazebo lol.
I asked him what he was doing, and he said, just enjoying the water. That last thing i remember from the dream, was just looking at him like he was insane.

The dream started in my mothers walk in closet, and i was going through all of my parents money. Then i started singing some dumb song that went like...

"Singin' a Drake song, need doobies to get boobies! Singin' a Drake song, need doobies to get boobies!"
(Why? I have no clue. And for some reason, my subconscious made a connection with that song and Family Guy. Because i remember thinking about Family Guy when i was singing it, as if it had came from the show.)

Then i went to my sisters room and started singing the song and making dumb faces. She laughed at me, then got up and followed me back to my parents closet where i was going through the money putting it in a different container. And i kept thinking that the money i was taking was going to help me with some future endeavor.

Then my parents called my sisters name, i had no clue where they came from. My sister took the box of money and put it away, then called back to them. By the time she answered, they were already over to where we were.

They started screaming at me, and asking where the money was. I just kept responding that i didn't know what they were talking about. My dad rushed to my room, and looked under my bed and found a small box where i had been keeping saved money. It wasn't money that was stolen...

My dad grabbed me by my shirt, and started screaming and yelling at me, saying that the money in the box was stolen. Then all of the sudden he smiled and said...

"I wouldn't take your money like that."

And just started laughing his ass off..... -_-

I said "Man, don't play with me like that!"

Then i woke up....