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Between Sleeping and Waking: Dream Diary of the Man Who Doesn't Make Sense.

Sunday, August 7, 2011:

Day 4: The Corridor that Never Existed.

I was looking about my classmate's house. She was hosting a party that had many of my friends in it, and we sat around enjoying the festivities. But, then, the moment came in which, while opening the door to my friend's basement, I suggested to myself that I might be dreaming. After this suggestion, I performed a reality check, and success! With my newfound awareness I stared into the open door that my previous self had opened. The corridor ahead was black and without light. Perfect for exploration! I gathered my wits and walked into the inky blackness as it consumed me, and darkness was all that the eye could see. I moved into it with confidence, and quickly found myself back in a seperate room of my friend's house. And, not only that. Apparently, I had met an acquaitance along the way!
"Do you know where you're going? You're lost, you know."
My companion hadn't only taken my nerves, but my lucidity as well. However, I would return later that night...

Duration: Roughly two minutes.
Level of Lucidity: Low.