Deep Inside The Lucid Dreamer's Subconscious

In the past, I've abused lucid dreaming and my dream figures to the point where I need to redeem myself. This is my first lucid dream since I was that person a year ago.

My mom's boyfriend (Robert) and I are walking on the side of some mountain range that I've seen before. There is also two guys walking hand in hand in front of us. Think of the mountain range as a stone wall going straight up and down next to us and we're on more of a catwalk in the air. In the distance is the rest of the mountains, all sectioned off into different colors. In my mind our goal is to get over the mountain range, but they're so tall I can't even see the top of them. Also, each different color is a different country in my head (I didn't know which was which). The beginning of the dream I'm completely oblivious but about a minute of walking down this catwalk I start becoming very aware and sort of spooked that this is all a dream.

I look down to my hands because that's what I've learned to do in the past and they look very vivid except for the "A" on my hand which is a made up symbol at this point. I shout "clarity now" and I'm overwhelmed by this feeling of like a wall of water hitting me that is really just everything becoming vivid. Robert and the two men are laying on the stone in front of me at this point and I become so scared I wake up panting in the dark.

This is a weird start seeing as when I first started lucid dreaming the first 3 were ended because I realized I was dreaming and started shouting of excitement.