International Oneironaut Shared Dreaming Journal

Bihon's Dream

I was trapped in a hole with a few other friends, some who I didn't know of. One of the girl's face was distorted, like a monster's. There were four people, and we had to try to get each other out, but the moment we all got out, we all just jump back in (thrice this happened). The monster girl got a phone call, and it seemed that we were part of an evil guy's plan to torture us.

Later, I was in this park, there were some parts before it that I can't recall. In this place in that area, we've made a sanctuary, but we've stolen more than half of the stuff we've decorated it with. It had shelves, and seemed more like an altar. I believe there was this monster there.

I had to get to this place, and as I walk through this city, I see people lounging around, many in costumes/cosplay. Some even had armour, and I was soon running for they started attacking me. It seemed like I was wanted, as I try to flee, dodging attacks. Before writing this, I read a dream journal, and I realized that the whole place really looked like a convention (People in cosplay, and such). I was attacked with a fireball at first from a witch, but I dodge it. Later, crossbows were pointed at me, but I deflected them with an armour on my arm (dressed as ANBU now). People then started attacking me with fencing swords, which I bent and snapped with my fingers. People with crossbows were dressed in WoW style armour, the witches were dressed in colourful dresses, but the fencers were wearing civilian. A couple more fireballs after that, I escaped. I reach the building exhausted as I enter this room. I asked to call my mom because I forgot my phone, and my hands shook so I had a hard time dialing.

There was all this commotion going on in a street, and I was walking with my mom. I realize that my cousin and his supposed 'dad' was there. They had set up a freak show of some sort for people to see. On my cousin's chest, a hole had formed, where they've attached a small chanism, and when it was cranked a string of his guts came out. My supposed uncle though, had a bigger hole (sometimes he was a she) and he would lean over for a piece of insides to hang out. It looked real, not of any real organs though, my mother then said she felt sick, as I stared with interest.

Fragments: Hang out with a friend, get to this place, my other cousin there, looking years younger. My best friend asks me about dogs in a pet shop...

Windhover's Dream

Dream fragments

I met Amy Lee from Evanescence I saved her from something dangerous. all I remember is that, she was laughing out loud and joking around.
dream scene jumped. like watching a movie, I saw Re-l and Vincent from ERgo Proxy I dont recall Pino, but I felt her presence.
the sky was dark, cloud with brown and gray. it was windy.
vincent was driving Centzon. Re-l was near him, having conversation. vincent asked her,
"did you do something to Donov Mayer?"
then Re-l suddenly trembled, looking nervous. she covered her face wither hands. she sobbed. Ive never seen her this weak! lol
vince try to calm her down....and re-l tried to kiss him.
dream scence jumped. I met my English teacher again at my house garage
my mom was carrying some sort of food? and opened the garage door, greeting my teacher

Nephanim's Dreams

Poor recall due to fragmented sleep and having to wake up two hours early... Better luck next time!

Late Dining and the Late President

I was visiting my parents at another new house. This one was still under construction, but they had already moved in. The driveway was jagged and unfinished, and the roof had yet to be tiled. I watched a bunch of construction workers filling a pit at the end of the driveway with cement to make the correct angle. It was vaguely interesting, but I kept getting the impression that they were doing it wrong and wanting to yell at them, so I walked inside. Chelsea was snacking on something in the kitchen. She accidentally dropped something on the floor near the wall. When she saw where it landed, she was too disgusted to pick it up and eat it. She seemed worried that it was infected with bug spray. My dad assured her that he hadn’t sprayed the kitchen yet. He only sprayed the rooms with carpet in them. As long as she ate in the kitchen, she had nothing to worry about. She still wouldn’t eat it. Instead of throwing it away, she gave it to Scamper.

The dream jumped. I was walking around the lot while eating Chex Mix. Evidently, they had switched to a dog food brand, but the food was exactly the same. I doubted Scamper would be satisfied with a couple of wheat chips as a treat. I ate nearly half the bag before it occurred to me that this was probably more expensive now that it was labeled as dog food. I didn’t want to cost my parents money, so I stopped eating them and headed back to the house.

The dream jumped. Since the house was right by the beach, we all went down to the shore to relax. I saw that Autumn had left hundreds of dollars sitting in the sand near the water. I quickly gathered the money and put it in my wallet so she wouldn’t lose it. Meanwhile, the rest of my family played tag or something similar. I wasn’t interested.

The dream jumped. I was driving a truck with Tom Cruise in the passenger seat. We talked about what it was like to be famous and how he even had to deal with his fans in his dreams. I was glad I didn’t have that problem; the world in which I was gaining fame couldn’t significantly influence the waking one. Somehow, Tom Cruise ended up on the front of the vehicle, so I pretended to crush him against a wall when I parked at a restaurant. A reporter took a quick photo of this.

“You could’ve killed me!” Cruise laughed.

“But I didn’t!” I replied. We walked inside.

My family had decided to eat at a restaurant so my mom wouldn’t have to cook. There were doors and mirrors everywhere, but the restaurant was really just one giant room. It felt strange walking around so many mirrors, and I didn’t have a reflection in any of them. My dad greeted the owner of the restaurant. I understood that they were close friends. The place worked similar to a buffet. We got there an hour before closing, though, so we were really paying for less than some of these people… The first edible thing I noticed was a huge sandwich for $2.50. It had eight different meats, two kinds of cheese, and freshly baked bread that put the likes of Subway and Jimmy John’s to shame. Did I mention it was bigger, too? The only catch was that it included sushi, and most of us had never tried it. Fortunately, the owner was clever and put some sushi sample trays out by the sandwiches. Austin tried it first and went to spit it out. I took a bite of the sushi and mulled over it for a minute or so before deciding it wasn’t my favorite seafood. I still wanted one of the sandwiches, though. My dad started munching on the sushi samplers instead.

The dream jumped. We sat in the corner of the restaurant after finishing our food. I kept getting refills on my lemonade. I could never seem to quench my thirst. It didn’t help that no matter how little ice I put in my glass, it always ended up full of ice cubes… I felt like I was making several times as many trips as I should’ve been. We talked about Austin for a while. A guy came back from the kitchen and announced that someone had just died. A man at a nearby table thought he said Obama had been shot. Someone else shouted a similar name, but I had never heard of the person before. Enough of the customers missed the start of the announcement that we shouted back “Who?” as the guy tried to return to the kitchen. He thought we said “When?” and told us “just now.” Frustrated, I pulled out my phone to try and figure it out. I couldn’t find anything on recent deaths. There was a big news story about an escaped convict, though. I watched a report that said he was on his way through Little Italy, a booming town in Oregon dominated by the mafia. Rather than driving into the heart of the city as police expected, he swung south and went through the outskirts of town. All of the traps they’d set for him were completely useless. The reporter explained that in order to keep the public from overreacting, they had limited the number of officers chasing him to two. That meant no helicopters, so they kept losing his trail. I didn’t understand their decision… The guy had already traveled from the northern end of Washington without trouble. If he was so dangerous, why didn’t they just get it over with? The reporter was shown on the scene as a couple of fire trucks whizzed by. He seemed to think that was the next big scoop, but the news station wouldn’t switch the camera back to the anchorwoman. He just sort of shuffled in place for a while and kept repeating that he was standing by for updates to the story.

The dream jumped. My dad and I discussed the death that had been announced earlier. There were already plans to create a series of bills with his face on them in his honor. I still wasn’t totally sure who we were talking about, but people were still murmuring about “the late President,” so I guessed Obama was right after all. I couldn’t believe someone would shoot him. I kept thinking of Lincoln’s assassination.

Some Japanese girls walked up to the front of the store and saw us through the window. They giggled when they saw me, and I understood that they were taken in my by charm. I wasn’t interested in them, so I just kept sipping my lemonade and reading stuff on my phone. They sat down at the table next to ours. I was shocked by how rude they were… They shouted things at the owner of the store even though they had a waiter to answer their questions, and they didn’t seem to understand how placing orders worked. Their waiter showed them a device similar to an abacus with all the current orders on it. It had two stages – one for orders that were ready to be delivered and a second for orders that were being prepared. He would take a round of orders when the first set was delivered to all parties. I was confused… This was supposed to be a buffet, right? Anyway, I tried to help explain the system to one of the girls, and she just stared at me.

“Shut up, Josh,” she finally said. I blinked in bewilderment.

“I don’t want to,” I said sorely. I took a deep gulp of my lemonade. It didn’t occur to me to ask her how she knew my name. As we continued to sit at our table, closing time passed. The owner decided to keep the place open just for us. I took Austin’s orange juice when he wasn’t looking and drank that too. My dad and I figured out a way to drink Austin’s juice without taking his glass… It involved using three straws to overload the physics engine or something like that. Austin was reasonably annoyed by this.

The dream jumped. It was already 11 PM, meaning that the restaurant was open two hours later than it should’ve been. Austin and Chelsea made quick friends with the Japanese girls, and they were all washing dishes in the kitchen. I walked over to the owner and apologized for staying so late. He didn’t say a word to me; he just nodded slowly with a solemn expression. He had huge bags under his eyes… I decided to go help wash dishes so the guy could get some rest. There wasn’t much for me to do, though; the dish washer was already full when I got there. One of the Japanese girls said this was the third load of dishes she’d done since she arrived. I found some dirty clothes piled up and realized they belonged to the owner’s wife. He would need to wash her clothes, too… I couldn’t find a washing machine, so I just folded them up and put them in a sink.

The dream jumped. Someone directed me to a washing machine after they put the load of clothes in. I kept checking on it to make sure there wasn’t anything paper in there (like the hundreds of dollars Autumn left on the beach). Austin kept bringing me little slips of paper with discount coupons and advertisements on them. I had several stacks before I managed to stop him. The Japanese girls giggled at his bizarre prank. I set the stack of paper slips aside and checked on the clothes again. It was getting really dark in the kitchen even with the lights on, so I couldn’t see very well inside… I pulled out my phone to check with my flashlight. I wanted to show it to Austin, but he wouldn’t stick around long enough for me to find the right application. I was really paranoid about dropping my phone in the wash, too.

non-lucid - Notes - lucid

Vesterguard's Dream

Note: Had no recall for yesterday's attempt so haven't posted anything, however I hope my fairly productive night will make up for this

22-08-11 I am at a supernatural convention. Basically it is a big hall where beasts and entities are gathered to find work or clans to hang out with. I am some kind of vampire and assassin and I am there with a mate who is a therianthrope.

We have little cards that describe who and what we are and what sort of salary we are entitled to. My mate gets almost double of my 200 dollars, because he is a shifter and not just a vamp like me. We try and find work where there is room for both of us, which I think we are successful at.

There may be an attack on the convention, which forces a skip to our new workplace.

There is a female assassin dressed in detailed black/dark leather armour. I am somehow connected to this female, we seem to have special abilities. She can teleport and I am busy teaching myself how to fly in the courtyard of the hangout to increase my value.

At first it is just long jumps with a slow fall towards the ground. Gradually I manage to remain airborne by adding large swimming motions with my arms and as the dream progress the movement requirements gets smaller and smaller.

In the same courtyard the female assassin demonstrates her teleporting abilities by porting with the werewolf I am becoming friends with (might be my mate from the beginnig, though so may the female). She ports up drop off the wolf that starts falling she ports again, and the again while she keeps picking up the wolf and taking him higher and higher into the air.

Her teleporting looks like Nightcrawler of the X-men films with the black smoke after each port.

Our boss is there watching and I start flying around, while explaining the obvious benefits of having a flying vamp around. This I do to get a raise (xD). I think I manage to convince the boss, because he starts talking about us already moving into executive range, I am happy, so is my mate.

I fly upwards sort of spiraling it is daylight and the sky is very blue with quite some amount of clouds in it, we are in a different larger rectangular courtyard, we fly upwards and I start to wonder how high I can go (My very first lucid included the experience of flying upwards and then reappearing at the ground later, thought it to be lack of imagination).

I realise I can keep going, but it will just take time. I land on the building and starts running immediately, I am joined by my friend (I know not if this was the werewolf or the lady, though I am having trouble disentangling them at this point).

I run as fast as I can for the sheer pleassure, I jump off the edge, enjoys the fall and takes off into flight at the last moment. I then fly to a little café on an elevated wooden platform and grabs the head of an elderly female before she realise what is going on, I drink a tiny bit from her neck and mind trick her into forgetting. I might give her blood to help heal (TB style).

I look around no one seems to have noticed, I know I am the type that wouldn't kill, I know I only need a tiny bit of blood, though I am a bit unsure as to how much this business of flying will drain my reserves.

Skip.

First mission, we are in the realm of fae, we are in a building, with very small rooms, essentially not high enough to the ceiling for me to take off into flight. We are here investigating, something has happened and we need info.

We end up in front of a small table with goblins/dwarf/halfling type creatues around, towards one of the bookshelves in the corner (which later appear on the table) I see a plop, it looks a bit like the non-specific construct when Reynolds is first learning about his ring in Green Lantern from the bird man, though I only see a part and glimpse of it and the colour is silver to grey.

I know magic has been used then and I suspect we are talking about mind fucking magic (against the laws, as all Dresden readers will know ^^). The air around the table has taken on a misty blue feeling, feels more dense and colourful than waking life (outside the fae realm).

I am about to switch on my sight, which will allow me to observe residual magic, I press the spot of my third eye, but realise there is fae/goblin around us and they seem to be helping at the minute, so I ask them to do it, because the sight off course will be with me forever and it might look really nasty.

First I ask right, but he says he aint a practitioner, then I ask the halfling/dwarf on my left and he does it and confirms that there be residual magic, mind magic, from the way it looks he confirms that it has been “used for construction”.

I get the meaning of this, someone is running around acting on either wrong ideas or images.

Slight skip, due to montage and a mainly orange piece of crude artwork that describes fire goblins (one of the people I was just talking to) it says that they are vicious, can kill themselves or bring beasts in for the fun as well without any particular preference, they will follow your lead one moment and turn on you the next.

Dangerous fuckers in other words.

Skip.

Back in the realm of the faeries I have a birds eye view of a river with green beds and lots of plants, I see a woman headed in one direction and then a person (presumably a fire goblin) shouts out for his beasts to start a good hunt, I see wolves, raptors and other beings as well start darting towards the woman.

Then there is a voice that says “... for questions three” and the woman (apparently a cunning wizard) latch on to the opportunity, turns around and shouts “parley” (like the pirates films I think) and all the beasts stop, I mean they don't just break and stand there, they freeze in time, it would seem like the goblin is bound by words and promises as the rest of the faes.

However the wizard wastes no time and opens a way back into the normal realm. This way or gate or portal looks incredible, a little area of all the colours of the visible spectrum.

She and me back in the vamp character find herself on the same riverbed, but the real world version of it, in fact she is quite conveniently located, though she had to gamble opening the way from the fae, which you never know where will open up in the real world.

I start flying back towards camp next to the river. Then I see my wolf mate, he is walking happily along the river singing something. I fly over him, but slow down and start walking on the muddy ground waiting for him to catch up so I can chill out to the lovely music.

I start explaining that the woman is getting better though she was lucky as always with the way she escaped from the Nevernever and came out in such a safe location.
…

I don't remember what led to me turning lucid, in fact I only remember fragments of the dream. Think that on this occasion, which is rare for me, I actually managed to continue sleeping after a lucid dream. Suppose that does score a point for the state dependant memory of dreams theory.

The lighting is really bright. It is probably something like noon and I realise I am dreaming. I look out over the lands and expect Chichén Itzá to appear on my left. It does and I get excited. However it doesn't look completely like it does now.

First of all I am not at Chichén Itzá, but rather I am at the sea and I have long travel ahead of me through jungle and Mayan villages. It is only El Castillo I see in the back ground.

The villages themselves look like they would have back when the civilisation was active, rich in colourings. However the architecture of the houses also look like they have a mixture of 1001 night design in them.

I start making my way through the city and although I am impatient, as I want to get to El Castillo really quickly, I continuously force myself to relax, which in the city results in me noticing and taking time to stroke a shoulder of one of the Mayans, who all look like farmers or common people dressed in white. There may be someone not wearing shirts as well.

There might be something about a Jaguar, which might just be me thinking of a Jaguar in all fairness.

I remember it being quite a slow trot to get to El Castillo and when I get there it might not look exactly like it does in waking life.

I fly/run around shouting screaming at other dreamers that I am here, though I don't find anyone, I don't particularly remember being alone when I decide to light the beacon.

My beacon isn't how it looks on the website and I know this, but this seems to be the most stable lucid I have had in a while so I try if I can make something cool.

I raise my hand towards the sky and throw a spell. The spell is designed to make fire rise in a straight lance from my upwards faced hand. At first I don't look up, just waiting a bit so I can use the expectation trick again, it doesn't work though.

The only thing that happens is the fingertips on my right hand turn extremely hot. I mean place your hand on a hot plate for several seconds hot, though I feel the heat, the pain doesn't seem present. But I get scared and stop.

I don't remember if I threw the beacon before running around shouting, and I am sure there is more to this dream. Also I don't know where I got the following names from, but they are picked up in dreams and think they might be this one.

Vanessa (or similar); Mary/Mara.
…

I am at my grandfather's place. My mum is putting diapers on my niece, two of them. I ask her why 2, she replies “because I can”. Whatever.

I pick up my niece and play a bit with her, my mum tells me not to over excite her. She turns into a cat and picks up a pillow and starts playing with it while I hold her.

She is playing with it classic cat style, on her back all four legs stretched upwards, kicking with her back legs while holding on with her front paws and biting. (People with cats will probably know what I mean =P)

Skip.

Standing at the fridge, doing something.

Something about buying chips and gambling, my granddad wants to teach my mum or niece. My dad tells him there is nothing to teach as it is just turning money into another form of currency.

I just overhear this conversation.

It'sMEE's Dream Fragments

Basically a fragment where I'm going around wearing two pairs of glasses at once. I think I become lucid at some point, but I don't get to Chichen-Itza.

KushyBear's Dream

I'm walking down the street, inside a neighborhood. This is the same tract my cousin lives in. I'm with a two friends and we spot some mutual friends. There's me, three males, and two females. The females are lesbian and are touchy feely with each other. The male from the other group is ignorant and just wants to blaze. He unleashes his insecurities on me by verbal abuse. I don't take any of it and leave, telling them I don't need to smoke. I had two small packages in my pocket, which if seen by police, would get me stopped. I tuck them down. One guy I was with originally explains that I know myself and won't let anybody tell me otherwise.

I'm in a classroom with students. It seems as a normal school day. Someone with high authority at the school requests to speak with me. He questions my resolve to abstain from weed. I forgot the answer I gave, but I know that it wasn't clever. In certain points of view though, you'd know that it was strong enough for me to not smoke.

Evolventity's Dream

August 21, 2011

(Regular Dream) Fell asleep ~5AM, woke up at ~8AM, fell asleep at 10AM, woke up at 4:30PM.
-I'm walking passed a local Verizon store and it's night time. I'm with a couple of other people; I don't know most of them. We have a plan to do something. We arrive in an area like a parking lot. I see an apartment neighbor (W*) and he is talking to me about something. This crew I'm with wants to have some "fun." According to them it is fun to hop in a van, speed down a street, and let yourself crash. I don't think it's a great idea. There's already a white van with us that we're going to use. I remember seeing a large building with shiny windows in the distance. I see some flammable liquid on the floor of the back of the van in front of the passenger seat. I light it while someone is sitting there in hopes that it will prevent the van from being used. It ignites but goes out. (Skip) I remember holding a little girl in the back of the van. Her mother is near behind me. I'm positioning us so that when we crash, we will not be too damaged. I look through the front window and see we're zooming down a steep street close to an intersection. It's pretty dark. I see some trees at the corners and a couple cars' headlights. I see in third person outside of the vehicle that we're going to crash. (Skip) Ambulances and cop cars have swarmed the area. I see the passengers covered in bloody injuries. Everyone is going to be arrested for playing such a game. I talk to one cop about not arresting the little girl, and an older woman. I also think about how I shouldn't being arrested either considering I wasn't intentionally involved. (Skip) A large bucket, about 200 gallons, hangs in the air 10 feet above the passengers. It spills and splashes a green acid onto them. Punishment?

(Regular Dream)
-K*G* and I are in my sister J*'s bedroom as she is laying down in her bed. The scene switches to her laying in her bed in my bedroom. The sun is lighting up the room through the window like usual. K*G* and I are giving her sugar. She gets annoyed and goes to the bathroom. We go back to her bedroom. J* calls K*G* a bitch. I say "wtf?" K*G* is upset and pissed so she grabs her backpack to leave. I follow her to the door and feel angry at her. J* comes to the door and then asks K*G* to cuddle with her.

(Regular Dream, Fragmented)
-I'm at Ross with my cousin C*. She beings telling others about an outfit I picked form the store that won me a car from Oprah. She tries to find the specific pair of shorts but we tell her they won't be here because the stock changes. -I'm still in Ross with the same layout except it's like a hospital. I'm with another older woman and she has a daughter about 5 years old. We are waiting for her grandfather to come out of the surgery room. I walk through a hall and grab him. He didn't have surgery yet but we walked out anyway. He sees an unknown girl and says "Is that my grandson?" I direct him to the right and present him to his granddaughter and he says "Oh, my grandson." (Skip) He's sitting in a chair while other people he knows are talking around him. I feel like an foreigner. He looks at me and I see that he is very dusty. I give him a handshake and step back. Then I give him a hug. We both smile. -I'm still at Ross and am with a woman and her 18~ year old daughter. We are looking for shampoo and come across some bubble bath that I remember as a child. It looks very familiar, like the exact one I used to have. I pick up the grape one from the brightly lit shelves and try to smell its nostalgic aroma. The daughter also grabs bottles and sniffs them. A worker to our right seems to dislike this, even though the one I'm sniffing had already been open and they are not sealed. She speaks into her walkie-talkie to the supervisor, giving our description, what's happening and what our vehicle looks like. The three of us head to the white van, slowly at first, and then rushing. I pull the handle of the door and sit inside quickly. I think I have an eyeglass cloth with me. We drive in a circle and then exit near a Denny's. As we're driving, we see another van with people from Ross speeding over 10 mph faster. A guy from the passenger seat in the front yells "Pull over!" and uses his hands to point. They u-turn back around to speed past us again. I think about the cops coming and that I have a stolen item on me. I look for it and want to throw it out of the window.

Im in my old house and its under investigation, the peaple that own it now are doing illegal thing with liscence plates ,so im there to investigate im FBI I Walk back to my sister back old room and these guy got a book of cars and they show be this licence plate it baby brown and has cursive on it.I tell them i like the licene plate so thay say;i cant let you hold it agian beacuse you mite take it.so they like show me a picture of it agian.I look around and see mirols all over the walls done by peaple i know. it realy color full i look at done done by my sister it a rainbow designand in the yellow of the rainbow there word that say;you couldent of done it without me.I look at it closer and it turns in to scribble lines that are red. so i keep looking at it trying to read it

Thebeastofold's Dream


Vacation to Australia and a turkey in the window?!?!


started i was walking down the street near my home IRL and i was thinking to myself, i couldnt go to australia right now, my dog cant stay in kennel that long, and who will look after my new kittens?!?!? all of a sudden i walked into a hotel room, and i felt as if i was actually in australia...i suddenly get a feeling of extreme urgency and i walk out a door in the opposite wall of the door i walked into, and there was a guy in an odd uniform, i assumed he was an aussie cop, so i walked up to him and asked what the emergency number here in australia was...like we have 911 in the us, what was it here? and he asked "youve got a situation?" and i said not really, i was just wondering thats all...he responded "well, if you had a situation, i couldnt tell ya, but if it was more calm, the number is..." and he turned and walked away mid sentence...so i turned around and walked back into the hotel room and i heard a loud crash outside the window inthe front of the room, so i went out a third door inthe front wall of the room (a hotel room with 3 outer doors?!?!?!? weird) and there was a huge turkey sitting on one of the bars across the window, like securtiy type bars...it landed ont he top crossbar.....it was looking around, and back and forth, looking at me from time to time./..i said i need a picture of this....nobody will believe i met an australian turkey!! i said outloud..lol!!! and i pulled out my camera, but everytime i looked through the camera view finder, the turkey either wasnt there or it moved around so much i couldnt get it in focus... so i put my camera in my pocket and pulled out my cellphone and was able to take a picure of it with that.....i mumbled to myself something about the camera shop didnt re-align my camera correctly, i'll have to take it back to them again.... woke up...



driving slow and listening to the radio....



i was sitting in a vehicle, at the time i didnt know which one or whose it was..and i was sitting in the back of a parking lot listening to the radio in the dark, the vehicle was idleing and it was very dark, i kept scanning through the freqs trying to find something specific, i dont know what...so i drove out of the parking lot, and slowly cruised down the road, i came to a stop sign and started fiddleing with the radio again....getting more and mroe frustrated at not being able to find a specific freq...i still dont know which freq i was looking for....so i turned right and i was still fiddleing with the radio as i went around the corner, i looked up and there was a pickup truck heading right for me head on! i jumped out of the vehicle i was in..it turned out to be my fathers truck......as i jumped out of the truck, both vehicles slowed dwon to almost a crawl..i was able to walk ahead about 20 yards or so and turn around to watch the collision...then they sped up and collided..they both burst into flames af if they had a billion little holes with fire shooting out of them..really weird, suddenly a guy appeared next to me..literally appeared out of thin air and said why dont you go inside and have a sit while we figure this up......at this point i started feeling terrible that i just totalled my dads truck....so i went inside and decided i had to use the bathroom, i walked into the mens room, and there didnt seem to be anything in there that resembled a toilet...(uh-oh) there was a strange steel square shaped thing on the wall, but it didnt seem to have an opening..there was a bigger shiny steel thing on the wall about 4 feet from the first one, so i lifted the lid..and it was an odd oval shaped gas bbq?!?!?! um..ok....then the guy who told me to come inside walked in and said, if you're finished, we can get started....and i said, where the hell if the toilet in this place?!?!?! and pointed around the corner to another shiny steel thing on a wall in the next room....i walkled over to it and lifted the lid..it was a toilet!! but it was off warped diamond type shape and i coulsdnt figure out how to sit on it....woke up


Psychic Christmas swap meet...

just a fragment i'm afraid...

i walked down a long empty hallway and came out into a strange indoor swapmeet type place....there was mostly christmas type items in every little space as far as the eye could see..i walked tothe other side of the room and around a corner to the left and there was another huge room full of people at tables facing each other murmuring..and other vendors selling crystals and incense etc....i started wandering around happily (these kind of places fascinate me IRW) woke up......

Just before I wos woken by a.knock on my door I was carrying a very good camera on a metal stick.

The stick might have been a tripod. It as tall as me but it was not in the way or an encumberance.

I got on busses with it.

When I reached up to look through the camera I saw things very clear and magnified and could gently turn and see a 180 or maybe a 360 view.

But when I looked without the camera, some things weren't there. Like I saw a nice horse through the camera but when I looked to see why a horse was in the shop, it wasn't there.

I was on the street, then in a confectionary shop (sweets). Then buying a very unusual cake, two slices. I asked if they could break a fifty dollar note, they couldn't. I gave them a $5.

That made me aware that I had too much money. I went outside to catch a bus so I could look through my.spiffy camera (on the tall, slim tripod), at my sacred beach, (Henley-Grange beach).

Looking in my bag for my bus ticket I found I had too much money.

Every purse and compartment, in my bag had $50s and $20s and $10s and $5s even Commemorative coins from Ireland.

I let a bus go by as I tried to put all the $5s in one purse or compartment, the
$10s in another, $20s in another and $50s in another.

But, I swere, more and.more notes were appearing. Then I woke. Some one knocking on my door. It was a nice guest telling me that he changed his mind about leaving and he wanted to stay.

Now I remember that before that dream I woke in a dream bedroom. It had nothing but a bed in it. I got up and was kinda turned-on, full of energy, totally comfortable in my skin and ready for what ever the day might bring.

It is now 9:03am Monday 22/August/11 here in Adelaide, South Australia.

Bihon's Dream

I was in my mother's work, and we were in this small place, with glass windows around us. In the middle, was a fryer, the workers there were chickens, huge, talking, anthropomorphic ones. The boss there was a turkey, and before my mother's workmates had arrived, they stopped, and plucked their own feathers and rolled around in the batter by themselves before it was too late, and they deep fried themselves.

I recall being Willow for a while from Buffy, and the "Scooby Gang" being there (I watch too much Buffy ) But I was myself again later on. I was in school at that time, and I knew what was gonna happen, that I was going to get killed. Back to my old self again,there was this event going on, and kids were running around the stairs. My gym teacher was there, and I soon got shot after I warned everybody, I said my goodbye as I fell to the floor numb, the world around me spinning around. My childhood friend was there, and the DC's reactions around me were blank, seemed like they didn't care, but did have I sense that they were only DC's so I didn't care. Later, I was revived then there was this photoshoot going on.... I woke up.

Aeolar's Dream

I am in this building, with a bunch of other people. A woman walks out of a door with a cute little baby. She has a loving look on her face. She sets the baby down in a carriage out in the hall, and walks away to take care of something else. A scientist then comes up and kills the baby by smashing it with a heavy object. I watched as this took place, horrified. I began to cry, and a lot of other people do as well. I swear revenge against these cruel people. I gather up as many people I can who believe in what is right. I tell them that we should be known as the "All-Americans" and paint ourselves blue.

We all go out onto the battlefield. We see the bad guys. They are on horses, and instead of wielding shields, they have bronze statues of General Custer, which blocks some of the bullets we are shooting at them. There are about 100 of us, and there are thousands of them. There are just too many enemies. 2 women ride up to our front lines, not wanting to fight. A blonde haired woman, and a brown haired woman.

Earlier in this dream, this blonde haired girl was on the internet, saying how she wanted to free someone, but didn't know that the man was now 60 years old. An old woman was there as well.
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I remember being with another guy, and then going to a white van in a parking lot. I opened the door, and saw a man in there. I think I knew him as Shrader, but he could have been someone else. He showed me something on a computer terminal that is really hard to explain. It was like a birds eye view of this area and we were searching for something. It was reminiscent of the Matrix. I look up at the room around me, and it looks like a sanctuary or something, maybe a secret lair. But the 3 of us were the only people there.
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I am a special soldier in the army. I think that I am comparable to a Spartan in Halo. We get deployed in the craziest way. We all (about 5 of us) have to get on top of an SR-71 Blackbird, attached by grappling hooks, and then get launched into space. Now, while we're in space, the craziest thing happened. The world was literally in a bottle, and we had to pull out the cork in order to re enter orbit. We did, and began hurtling toward our target. We actually survived the fall and began walking to this house. There was a balloon that had a "Word of the Day" on it, which I read but don't remember what it was.

When we got to the house, I looked in the distance and saw a pack of wolves rather close to me. Immediately I ran to the other side of the building. It seemed as though the others in my group were oblivious to the wolves, and the wolves were oblivious to them. I think that's why the wolves started to chase me. We played Cat and Mouse, more like Dog and Human, but they eventually caught up to me. 2 wolves latched onto either thumb, and it felt kind of strange. I yelled for the other soldiers to shoot them, and they seemed confused at first, but they did shoot them. I watched to my amazement as my mangled ground beef thumbs regenerated back to normal, with barely a scar.
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I am standing on this rock ledge, overlooking a feast taking place. This group of all women made an all fruit dinner for a very large group of people. I made my way down there, and checked out the event. There were paper plated to eat from, but they were soaked with pineapple juice. Dream skip. I am talking to this important old lady. She says she lost something, and I go out and try to find it in this store/hostel place. This lady supposedly runs the group of all females. No more recall.

Kumara's Dream

Dream fragment 1 - Something about choosing an iguana for each phase. The iguana image was very large, about calf-sized and with rippling, changing colors

Dream fragments 2 - In a Mexican restaurant. Climbing a light fixture with a big bubble top, inside the bubble realizing it's the only one and doesn't go further. Climbing it by a long round tube of flimsy green plastic with tribal-style cutouts, trying to sort it out and untangle it and get inside. Also trying to fit in between the 'tines' of a metal something-or-other also hanging from the light fixture. I heard the phrase, "Protracted tectonic" and repeated it, it seemed very important to remember and write in my dream journal.

WBTB

I see a door, I know I am dreaming and stop and collect my intention to step into Chichen Itza when I walk through the door. It is dark, the door is already slightly open, the handle is one of those straight office-door handles, the knob on the right, the door opening away from me.

I imagine how I will step into Chichen Itza and step through the door...then I am falling and falling and kind of enjoying the slow fall, I do a somersault/flip and then land, very softly, into a shallow dirt hole (the image that flashes through my mind as I land is of a story I recently heard of a woman giving birth in Tibet and digging a hole for her baby to be born into).

I sit up and look around, it's dark and I believe I am at the foot of the pyramid, at a fire surrounded by many others I think of as "tribe". A woman who seems out of place is before me and to my left, she is blond and fat and has a similar nose to mine, and she is saying that she is pregnant. I congratulate her and am quite happy to hear that especially in light of the fact that I will not be bearing any more children. I ask others if they know Nomad or Atras and if they have seen them or maybe I'm trying to find them with my mind.

There is a man to my right that I feel comfortable with and feel as though we've been reunited after a very long time. I snuggle in with him, and it seems as though we have merged, as though our bodies are puzzle pieces that fit together. I stay with him a bit and perhaps we chat...it's fuzzy ...and then I decide to make another attempt to get inside the pyramid. I remember looking for the beacon at some point but not sure when in the dream.

I set my intention, and fly into the sky. I enter a portal that bursts into kaleidoscopic visuals, reminding me of 5-meo-dmt only the colors are more pastel and the patterns less complex. I land in what seems like my old high school. Damn. I look around, wander the halls, and notice I am in the science wing and wandering through the old chem rooms. "Whyyyy am I HERE?" I wonder out loud, annoyed...and a dark figure that is maybe in another room but I can still see him echoes back, "Why ARE you here?". I'm wondering if this is some old aspect of the past I need to integrate and so I say, "I love and bless you all..." but I don't really feel it, I just feel mostly disgusted with myself for ending up somewhere in the past murky muck again.

Fuzziness...then I'm in an old western town...more fuzziness...then I am in bed with a short blonde person and negotiating sex, someone else is there questioning my choice...fuzziness. It seems like this may have been at the beginning of the dream, like it was a circular experience.

ToneDeafMonkey's Dream

My dream starts on the roof of my house. I sit there watching the sun until it hurts my eyes. My dog is on the roof and I'm like wtf? I give him a scratch behind the ears and then he jumps off the roof and runs away down the street.

I dont want to lose him so I jump off the roof too and try and catch him. I nearly get hit by a lorry which swerves around me. The guy inside rolls down his window. He has loads of tatoos on his arms.
Lorry guy: What are you doing?!
Me: What the f*** are YOU doing? Driving on the pavement
Lorry guy: This is the road
We have an argument and then I ask where my dog's gone.
Lorry guy: I dont know where your stupid dog is alright? So just go away.


Then he drives away. I call out for my dog. He runs up to me with the paper in his mouth, which is something he NEVER does. So now I know Im dreaming and I need to go to the pyramid. I make Nipper sit and he drops the newspaper.

I step into a bush and say When I get to the other side Ill be there. When I go through the bush, Im at my old shared dreaming place. Its an old shack under a cliff. Its really windy and all the sand is blowing about. The door is open on the shack.

I go inside and its pretty warm because someone has lit a fire. We used to scratch things into the wood to prove we were here. Above the bench I see one of the glyphs that we carved. This one is a circle with two dots in, and is my mate Pigsy's symbol so I wait here for a bit. I decide he isnt still here so I scratch my initials in the wood. They look like a diamond with a line through them, because its hard to scratch curved lines.

I try to leave, but the door is locked. I think it's probably Pigsy.
Me: Pigsy? You here?
Pigsy: Yes, but Im outside.
I look out of one of the cracks in the wood. Its definately Pigsy.
Pigsy: Will you let me in?
Me: the doors locked!
Pigsy: very funny. Its raining now will you let me in?
Me: I cant. The doors locked!!!
Pigsy: you by the door?
Me: no
Pigsy: Good.

I watch through the crack and Pigsy kicks the door down.
I'm pleased to see Pigsy again, because he moved to Australia.

Me: Wow are we doing a shared dream.
Pigsy shrugs.
Pigsy: Probably. Itll be the first for a long time.
Me: yeah sorry about that.
Pigsy: no worries. Yoou still got that dog?
Me: Nipper? Yeah, why?
Pigsy: had a dream with him in the other night. Hey where are you going?
Me: Im not going any where.
Pigsy: dude, your waking up.

I woke up and grabbed my DJ to write down my dream

Fragment
I try to do a wild but somewhere it turns into a normal dream. I'm in a dark room and I want to get to the other side. I think I might be trying to steal something because I'm trying to be really quiet and there are lots of red lasers that I need to get past.

I hope i titled it right.

Nephanim's Dreams

I didn't sleep very well last night. Basically, every time I woke up to write down dreams, it took me ninety minutes or longer to fall asleep again. I ended up sleeping later to get the same amount of sleep.

Mike's Time Toilet

I was at my parents’ new house in Texas. They were setting up a shed of some kind in their backyard. While I helped my dad with this, a device quite similar to a TARDIS appeared in the yard. It looked like the owner had worked fairly hard to maintain it with the least amount of resources possible. The door read: “Discover something new about something old… or something new.” The first letter in the first something crackled with electricity. There was some kind of bulb inside, and instinctively, I sensed that it was an error indicator. If this light went out, the machine was no longer operational. As I studied this device that appeared out of nowhere, I wondered whose it was.

Out stepped Mike, armed with a bag of tools. He waved when he saw me.

“How do you like it?” he laughed. “It’s my time machine.”

“Wow, that’s awesome,” I said, walking around the door to study the interior. It certainly wasn’t a TARDIS; the interior was just as cramped as it looked. It looked more like a refurbished portable toilet than anything else. I even saw two extra large rolls of toilet paper inside.

“While I was working on it, I heard that your parents built a shed in their yard… You told me I helped you build it. It was just too crazy an opportunity to pass up.”

“Hold on,” I interrupted. “That means you could’ve decided not to build it. Then I would’ve just been lying to you in the future.”

“Right. I didn’t want you to have to lie, so here I am.” I felt kind of pathetic knowing that the extent of my honesty was limited by the motivations of people who could build time machines. Scratching my arm, I studied the inscription on the door again. It looked like most of it had been on there already, but Mike had etched some of the letters into the metal.

“You didn’t build this, Mike…” I admit, I was really just testing the water, but I had a strong suspicion that I was right. He just laughed and started pointing things out to me.

“Hey, could you look at this for me? I think there’s something wrong with it. And, you know, I need to go back sometime.” Mike pointed at the light I recognized as the error condition signal before. “This keeps going off, and then the machine doesn’t run. Is it just a light bulb, or…?”

“It’s a fail-safe.” His aah of realization was but background noise to me at this point. I was already deeply meshed with the system of the time machine, studying it in fine detail. I could feel wires lining the door… Control systems, an internal clock holding the current offset… After a moment, I walked around to the back of the time machine and found a removable metal panel. Mike handed me a screwdriver before I could ask for one. When the panel popped off, I scrutinized the switches beneath. It didn’t take me long to find the one that was set incorrectly. I couldn’t possibly tell him what the switch did, but I knew it was wrong. I flipped it, and there was a flash of light on the side of the machine. I put the panel back on and walked over to inspect it. This time, the indicator light was totally dead, but I knew it wasn’t a system problem.

“This time, it’s just the bulb,” I laughed. “We’ll get you another one before you go.”

From there, we went into the shed to help my dad. I found Autumn sitting on the wooden floor inside while drinking a bottled water. She stared at Mike when he came in, but she didn’t find his appearance strange enough to ask any questions. He and my dad talked briefly, and then Mike switched places with him on the ladder. When he got to the top, he doubled over, clutching his stomach. My dad and I frowned. Without a word, Mike scrambled back down the ladder and hurried out of the shed. Autumn and I were bewildered, but my dad wore a knowing smirk.

“He pooped his pants,” he explained. “Mike has that gastrointestinal problem, right?” I could just see Mike outside the window of the shed. It seemed like he was taking care of his business in the yard. I didn’t understand why; he could just as easily have gone to his time machine. I supposed Melissa was tired of cleaning out his waste.

“Well, I’d better get him some toilet paper… Be right back.” I stepped out of the shed, grabbed a roll from the time machine, and brought it over to Mike.

“Don’t look!” he warned when he heard me approaching. Respecting his wishes, I put a hand over my eyes and chucked the toilet paper in his direction. I explained what I’d brought him. “Good, thanks. Could you draw the curtain inside so they’re not watching me? Sorry about this.” I thought about reminding him that my parents have multiple bathrooms inside, but instead, I just went along with what he said.

Inside, Chelsea and my mom started talking about how she drove when they moved to the new house. My mom was so excited that Chelsea finally had her license. In contrast, Chelsea seemed uncomfortable about the fact that our parents had let her drive. She said she didn’t even have her permit at the time… I thought that was a little strange, but it seemed like such a stupid detail for her to get wrong. I pretended I knew what she was talking about.

“That’s the great thing about driving on the interstate,” I said. “People usually don’t get pulled over as long as they sort of know what they’re doing.” After chatting for a while longer, Chelsea came out to the shed with me. She, Autumn, and I talked about Mike’s time machine and what we could do with it.

Presentation and Lost Items

Autumn and I were visiting my parents. My dad kept getting mad at me for complaining that I didn’t get enough sleep. I assured him that getting eight hours of sleep was extremely important, and by depriving himself of that, he was likely to shorten his lifespan. He said he had been sleeping six hours or less every night since I was born, so he didn’t care if it made him die sooner. We argued in Autumn’s kitchen (even though we were supposed to be at their house) for several minutes. When we left to pick up fast food, we argued in the car, too. My dad finally lost all patience with me and refused to let me order food for myself. I decided not to argue anymore. When I got back to the house, I could just go to sleep… We returned home, but my dad insisted on watching me to make sure I didn’t try to sleep. I was furious.

The dream jumped. I walked from Autumn’s house to the location of our IPRO presentation. I had to walk through a field of tall grass to get to the small town. The black shoes I wore were new; I picked them up on the way so I wouldn’t look like a slob. I also brought a copy of Inception: the Children’s Book. During the presentation, I just sat back and watched. They didn’t need me to answer any questions. Afterward, Kay sat down with me and asked me to help with her earrings. She just needed me to hold pieces of them while she took them out. They were these really elaborate dreamcatcher earrings with four pieces. I studied them as I held them in my hand. Once she got the first one out, I started putting it back together so she could store it safely in her bag. Apparently, there was some kind of trick to this. I had to push the pointed end into the back of the earring while just barely pulling in the other direction. After I did it wrong several times, Kay took the earring from me and effortlessly did it right. The earring folded in on itself like jelly and turned into a hemisphere. She did the same thing with the other earring once she got it out.

We walked out of the presentation hall together, and before going our separate ways, she hugged me and asked me not to forget about her. I assured her we would stay in contact somehow – although I wasn’t connected to her via social networking or anything like that. At the time, I wasn’t even sure I had her name right, but I didn’t say that. I continued outside alone. It was too dark for me to tell which way I had come from… I still had a long way to walk to get back to Autumn’s house – at least an hour and a half’s journey. I pulled out my phone and asked for walking directions to her house. It was running really slowly, though. I decided to start walking in the same direction as some other people. Before long, I realized something was wrong: I wasn’t wearing shoes. For that matter, when I checked my bag for them, I realized my book was gone.

I ran back inside the building, passing a couple of old theaters similar to the Ramova. There were security devices everywhere. I didn’t have any trouble getting back in, though. I got on an escalator that adjusted its speed according to my will. On the top floor, I ran into Kay and a guy I didn’t know. I asked about my book, but they weren’t sure where I’d left it. The guy led me down to the library and tried to give me their copy. Obviously, I wanted to find my own… I continued into what appeared to be Dakota’s bedroom. Kaitlin was changing her diaper under a dresser. The whole room was in complete disarray. Instead of a crib, she had a mattress on the floor. The rest of the furniture was turned at strange angles in the middle of the floor as though Kaitlin was in the process of rearranging. When I told her what I was missing, she made a worried face. It was going to be hard to find anything in this mess of a bedroom. We searched together and eventually managed to find my copy of Inception. There was no sign of my shoes.

At Kaitlin’s recommendation, I went through a portal into a haunted house to check there for my shoes. I found a ghostly skull in the room on the other end of the portal. When I defeated it, I received three books and the initial tokens for a quest corresponding to each. It was clear that Kaitlin thought I still needed a book even though we’d found that already.

I went back to the presentation hall to check there. The custodial staff stopped me at the door and assured me they hadn’t found my shoes. They said I could check the lost and found tomorrow to see if anyone had turned them in. Disappointed, I walked out of the building. I ran into Autumn and her dad on my way down the dirt path leading back to their house. We talked about my family, especially Austin. The conversation seemed to revolve around how my dad never taught us to use tools. Phil seemed to feel guilty that he couldn’t give Autumn as much money as my parents gave me at the end of our visit. I furrowed my brow when I heard him say this; it didn’t seem like him at all. When we mentioned my shoes, he pulled them out of his bag. He had them all along! Equipped with shoes, I was eager to head home.

Robbo Fruccini and the Elderly of Deadman Wonderland

I was imprisoned in Deadman Wonderland with Autumn. As we stumbled upon his office, we discovered that Robbo Fruccini, the legendary mob boss who secretly controlled most of the prison guards from within the prison, was actually Autumn’s brother Rob. For some reason, I understood that he was Matt and Eric’s brother, but it took me a while to understand how he was related to Autumn… We met with Shiro and retreated so Rob’s men wouldn’t kill us for discovering his secret.

The dream jumped. I watched a bunch of elderly prisoners struggling in their wheelchairs. Their younger relatives visited on occasion, but in almost every case, they felt such pity for their elderly family members that they weren’t sure they could ever come back. I watched an old black woman climb into a laundry basket and roll around on the floor. Her son covered his face in his hands and muttered something about what a burden she was.

Bowling, Chess, and Searching for Hills

I stood in line at a store. There was only one register open even though two cashiers were working. The two people in front of me weren’t that slow, however, so I didn’t really mind. When the guy directly in front of me swiped his card to pay, he walked off to get something without signing his name, so I had to wait. After he paid, he played some kind of bowling match with the cashier. I continued waiting patiently. When my turn came, he handed me a controller. A young girl with a bored expression took the other one. I chose a golden bowling ball for good luck.

At the start of the game, we had to bowl on a gigantic lane with twenty pins and some obstacles to determine our turn order. My opponent only got two pins before her ball ricocheted into the gutter. I got three, but then my ball spun so hard that it turned around and came back to hit me. Anyway, I won, so I got to go first.

I found myself standing on a stone bridge just outside a small castle. Below me was a bubbling marsh full of wrecked ships. The bridge made a J shape connecting my castle to a similar one on the other end. I knew without asking that this was the girl’s castle. I decided I would start collecting materials from the shipwrecks to fortify my castle. I lifted them out of the marsh with telekinesis and set them up on the bridge. After grabbing a few ruined ships, I walked into the castle to see what was available to me. I found a reference guide for playing this game. It was ultimately a game of chess, but I would have to build my chess pieces using resources. I set the reference guide on a desk in my personal office. A man serving as my assistant stood outside the door and said “Yes, sir” to everything I said. He didn’t really assist me much. I also noticed an enormous cicada on the balcony outside my room. I warned my assistant to keep the door closed – lest the world’s largest cicada decide to invade our kingdom.

“Yes, sir,” he replied, rubbing his nose. I went back to my shipwrecks and dismantled them. Using the resources from these, I was able to create some pawns. I sent most of them across the bridge to attack my opponent’s castle. It was just a test run; I wasn’t sure what they were capable of. The pawns that remained behind helped collect shipwrecks while I reviewed the reference guide in my room. It mentioned something about using fireworks to strengthen enemy soldiers. I wondered why anyone would ever want to do that…

The dream jumped. Autumn was talking with Alicia about sexual orientation. She said that liking men was worth two points, liking women was worth two points, and being bisexual was worth two and a half points. Naturally, I had a problem with this; I didn’t understand why liking men and women was “better” than liking men or women. She also claimed she had earned a total of nine points through her sexuality, and even if I gave her all the points she listed, that still wouldn’t come out to nine! I brought this to her attention, but she didn’t have a good answer. She just told me I didn’t understand. I argued that perhaps someone had pressured her into preferring one of the two genders, so she was giving herself double points for being bisexual and double points for that gender. That would be nine points if she excluded the less desirable sex, but then she wouldn’t really be bisexual anymore. Anyway I worked it out, it didn’t seem right.

“Hey,” Alicia said, changing the subject without a care in the world. “Have you ever seen Legacy of the Jount?”

“No…” I replied. Autumn hadn’t seen it either, but apparently, she had heard of it. Some random person asked me what it was about. “I don’t really know…” I answered honestly. As I pictured the movie, I saw a building with “FORMAL HIGH SCHOOL” written on it. I supposed it was about rich kids going to school.

The dream jumped. Hibari tired of dealing with school discipline and walked out to his school’s parking lot. He managed to get into a car, but without the keys, he couldn’t go anywhere. Strangely, the radio turned on when he climbed in the back seat. He muttered something about the Japanese understanding how to make a proper vehicle. Gradually, Hibari and I merged awareness, and I took control of his body. I looked down and saw the car keys on the floor of the back seat. Grinning, I picked them up and began twirling them. I could leave – but where would I go? I pulled out my phone and searched for a hill nearby. I doubted I could find one of significant size anywhere nearby. After the search went through, I found a hill that was only 1.8 miles away. It was on the other side of an airport. At first, I thought it was on the airport grounds – which would be completely useless to me – but my phone showed a video of me, Omi, and Opi taking pictures on the hill. There was some kind of desert plateau near the hill. We also found a whole family of hedgehogs living there.

I wasn’t sure I really wanted to drive that far, but if I wanted to go anywhere else, it would be much further. I hopped into the driver’s seat and started the car with a sigh… Anything to get away from here, I thought.