International Oneironaut Shared Dreaming Journal

Bihon's Dream
Now this is the part where I get annoyed how I suck at dream incubation..

I was in this house, wherein me and a couple of friends and family shared it with another family. Now the other tenants were asleep when I saw them, but somehow we knew that they were from another reality, and we just shouldn't mess with them. My mom was there talking with her friend about a trip. The other family's bedroom was right across from where we were standing, and it seemed like a mission to try and not wake them up. It was still our house, yet it was also theirs. I played around with the light switches, and luckily, nothing had happened. I had this snake, made from a springy metal, and it talked to me into feeding it rust, and it grew. Later on, I did a nose plug, then I quickly realized it was a dream, but, I didn't want to interrupt what we had been doing, as if the mission still mattered. I remember looking up at the ceiling and seeing a machine moving above me, its metal a nice sheer black. At that point, I thought about my dream guide, I think I whispered with fear for him/her, but nothing had happened, my mind was still worried about whatever the mission had been. Not a single thought about Chichen-Itza . . . . I woke up.