Last night, I was successful in having my first FILD (finger induced lucid dream). After doing the finger movements, I plugged my nose to reality check, and I could breath! Everything was dark at first, but I remained calm, and a beautiful scene materialized around me. The scene formed a long, bleach white path way, with symmetrical white streetlights on each side. My brother was also there from the start. I told him I was lucid, and he did not seem to realize he was a dream character. We started walking down the path, and I saw a shiny, box shaped white house on the left of the path. I told him, "Hold on, I'll be back in five minutes." He voiced his disapproval, but nonetheless, I opened the door into the house. The hallway, like the rest of the dream scene, was very glossy and white. To my left was yet another door, and I opened it and walked through. It looked to be a bedroom from the short glance that I got at it. As soon as I entered, the dream destabilized. I felt overwhelming frustration with myself at this point, knowing this is how my lucids typically end, yet not having done anything supernatural within the dream yet. Next thing I knew, I was awake.