International Oneironaut Shared Dreaming Journal

Windhover's Dream

thanks to apple for better recall :O

dream 1 - I was a caucasian boy, about 10-12 yrs old. I think I had blond hair. my parents and little sister(not my real family in reality.) were asians. maybe I was adopted? but its reversed... anyway, I had this super power called 'lucid dream'; I can do whatever I want. I even did nose plug RC but I never became lucid-__- so, I was wearing some kind of spy-black clothing. cool. my family was poor so my job in the family was stealing valuables. I was in a huge mall. the floor and the wall were light-peach colored. I became invisible and went into Apple computer store. the Apple room was white and there was a big Apple logo on the wall. there were bunch of macbooks and desktops displayed. I stole 2 big apple desktops. one of them had 'SONY' logo on.... so I flew up to the ceiling so nobody can notice me. I flew over to the mall entrance slowly. there was my dad. he was wearing a white shirt and gray pants. he had a crutch. I realized that he was pretending crippled bc he was my assistance for my job. he grabbed my desktops and I helped him opened the door. we succeeded. the dream scene jumped to grass field? or some kind of park. there were hills and trees. it was sunny and everything was bright. my family was having a picnic. it had been a long time since our last trip to outside. I saw my mom carrying some sort of picnic bags, or something, and my sister suddenly ran to her and she hugged her tightly. was she gone for a long time? I missed her so much, so I hugged her too. she started to spread a huge gray mat on the grass. we were happy. I dont know why, but I felt really sad of stealing valuables for my own family.. and the fact the my family was poor.. so I cried. then I woke up with tears.

dream 2 - I was in my private english teacher's house with my brother. there was a guy, I thought he was an enlgish teacher too, probably my private teacher's assistance. together we ate meal, talking how nice my teacher is.

whiterains dream

the first bit i can recal is quite odd. i was going through a town in the past, and people were storing albums in weird places. they were sticking them to the bottom of buildings on the side of the street for safe keeping.

may just have been about how much more trusting people have been in the past and you can leave your door unlocked without worrying kind of thing. one guy rode past some one sticking their album to the wall and kicked sand at it to help it stick. all made sense even though i am thinking to myself did they really do this in the old days?

next i am at a party at home. its more of a dull adults type thing. i wanted to eat some olives so was hunting round my kitchen for something that i can put some on to share with everyone.

our front window has turned into a type of porch. there is some guy next door who pulls up in a massive stretch limo. the limo scrapes down the side of the porch. my mum goes to have a word but comes back saying he just wouldnt talk to her.

i go round there to try to ask him to be more careful of the porch and it turns out he is south african and doesnt speak the best english but is nice enough and he cheerily agrees to be more careful and we shake hands.

the only other bit i remember was just some small talk with guests telling them where toilets are and how to get to the garden where everyone at the party is hanging out

It'sMEE's Dreams

I'm in a shop of some sort, and me, my mum and hannah go into a room. There's a shelf to the right and a table in the left corner on the far side of the room. My mum says I can choose some stuff to buy if I like while she goes to get lunch. I do that, and then suddenly I decide I can walk up the walls. The shelf is so tall you can't see the top, where there are more things. I go up the walls and then crawl along the ceiling, picking up all the things as I go along. My mum has returned and is telling me to get down so I can have lunch.
"One minute!" I say. I reach for the last thing on the shelf, a polished stone egg. I'm about to pick it up, when I realise this is stealing. I put the egg back and as I crawl back along the ceiling, I put back the things I don't really want. I keep about three things, one is strangely named 'Nomad's dusty dust'. I jump down and sit on a small chair at the table. My mum says something like "That's the last time I get anything for you."
I look at the food in front of me. This is not what I wanted. It looks manky, but I put out my hand to pick it up anyway, when I realise this isn't my lunch, it's my mum's. I take my own lunch and begin to eat that. When I'm finished, it's quite dark and I pick up the little box that says 'Nomad's dusty dust' and look at it. It's a box full of rubbery red things, and when I press a button, it sends lazers out in the room like the ones on a film that people have to get past. I step through one, and I get covered in dust.

I think I wake up now. It's like a voice says in my ear, 'do you know what time it is? You're alarm is going to go off. Would you like your alarm to go off now?' and then it does...

I'm at some strange place that must be a school (I'm dreaming again now). There's a vending machine sort of outside standing against a wall. I queue up for a while, and while I do, I stick up posters on the wall on my right. Irene and Lydia, who are my friends, are there too, queuing up with me. We're second in line now, and I begin to decide what I'm buying. I get to the machine, but Irene and Lydia go first. When it's finally my turn, it won't accept my money. So I put three five pound notes in instead, but the machine says I've put three pounds in. Irene and Lydia don't seen to think this matters. They say it's enough to buy food, and just don't seem to get that I've put fifteen pounds in and it's saying I've only put three pounds in. I choose something anyway. It costs one pound something, and I get five pounds change. I don't even get a chance to eat my lunch because the bell goes off. The school I am in is the same one I've had in a dream before, where my school randomly turned into someone elses. I don't really care though, and we go to sit in a class room. I stick up the same posters from before in here. Then the teachers say that our pizzas are ready, only I don't remember making pizza. Ours is a sausage pizza. They give us a strange herby cheesey stuff to put on top. It's a circle shape that covers the entire pizza. I pick it up. The teacher announces the best pizza wins a prize. Suddenly, there's a whole roast hog on ours. Irene asks for the herby cheese stuff, and I hand it to her but it's only a small piece of the original thing.
"Where's the rest?" I ask
"I don't know." Irene says.
"Emma, I think you rolled it up." Lydia says.
"Oh yeah." I take the herby stuff and try to roll it out into a circle again.
Dream ends.

What's Mine is Mine!
Recall: 6/10
Sleep: Good
Sleep Position: Unknown

I find a chest plate and other armor, and put it on as I walk down the street. Along with the armor, there is a children's toy, one of those ball poppers on wheels you push along with a stick. There are several pieces to it, and I put them in, which makes it look kind of weird.

Then I realize I have no shirt or coat on, and it's winter. My skin is practically blue, and I turn around to look where my coat is. I see it about two blocks back on the sidewalk. I put down the toy and head back to collect my coat, but before I get there I see a truck pull up. A guy gets out and walks over and picks up my toy thing. He heads back to his truck and I cut him off telling him that they toy thing belongs to me. He ignores me and tries to get back in his truck.

I tell him again that it's mine, and demand he give it back, but he doesn't comply. So I walk up to him and give him a surprise kick in the shin. The guy predictably doubles over and I knee him in the face, straightening him up again, them pummel him with punches.

I love how I have almost no inhibitions in dreams.

Randoman's Dream

im like this tiny animal like a mercat and im trying to protect my yongr the envierment keep changing and it makes it hard to stay away from this panther; it has gold fur then there this minkey that a boxer.He has really toned mucles and the panther turns in to a monky to it just gold and they all jump in this small shelter thats has no roof it small as a out house.They jump in threw the roof;then this mana ray spoops in from the scy and go in.It shakes a lot then i see the gold mokry get puch and he it the saide of the shelter and the wall brakes a little then it brakes all the way and the monky comes out and grabs the gold one around the neck and thows him into the water so he drownds then he throws the mata ray at him so he will get electracuted. then he just sit on a ledge next to a walk way. A lady comes around the corner on the walkway and he like look at that ass in my head so only i could hear, im humand now, i go with the girl

debrahjane's Dream

Little boy wanted kitten or puppy or something as a pet.

Then, later he came back to get my attention and pointed at the door.

Then in through the door came lots of lovely kittens. They went under the kitchen table and when I went over to take a closer look there were 5 or 8 puppies with eyes closed, sort of, cuddling the kittens.

I said to the boy, "Look Labradoodle's".

Then, I wondered why I said that cos they weren't Labradoodle's.

I said, "Oh, there not Labradoodle's they're Labrador puppies".

He, or maybe it was me, imagined a 5 inch fence around three sides of the bottom of the kitchen table, to help keep the babies corralled for the night. Then I noticed a little 5 inch trench at the back.

I was happy for the little boy to have his kittens and puppies but who's (the mug who'll be) going to clean-up all the pee and poop in the morning.

Then two tiny cheecky hawks, (or tiny black birds) were quizzically looking at me.

I held out my finger and one of then flew and landed on it, then stretched out into my hand looking at me.

The other didn't come to me.

I thought to myself, "The first thing a pet must learn, is to come when called, for its own safety."

And that's it, intrepid Chicken Itza travellers.

Evolventity's Dream

August 20, 2011

(Regular Dream) | Fell asleep by 4:30AM, woke up ~8AM, asleep at 10:30AM and woke up fully at 1:50PM.
-It's day time. I notice a crowd of bikers have arrived, it's like a convention. As I'm walking to my apartment door, two bikers back up into a parking spot near me. The dream glitches and they are on the sidewalk just in front of my door. I try to throw something into the dirt, like a piece of gum, and it hits the biker chick on the back. I say sorry but she gets off of her bike and begins complaining. She is 80 years old and has a horrible fake tan. I tell her not to kick me and she kicks her foot in the air and says "kick kick kick." I continue moving backward, and our dialogue is repeated many times, until I am near the apartment mailboxes across the parking lot and next to the garbage bins. Mancon comes along and says he's going to upload this in the main #DV room. I figure this lady and I are in a PM. (Skip) Instead of bikers inhabiting the complex, I now feel like they are DJ's and CD's are about to be burned. Images of colorful CD's being duplicated and enlarged fill my vision.

(Regular Dream, Fragment)
-I'm on M*s laptop again and notice the layout is distorted from messing with the source code. The text has changed and there is no memory on the drives. There is an option to kill and fix the computer, which I click.

(Regular Dream, Fragment)
-I'm laying in bed with M* in an unknown house or apartment, seemingly in a dining room-like area near a kitchen. We're enjoying our time together when my friend K*G* walks in with a crowd of friends whom are quite loud. Because M* is skittish around people like my friends, he tries getting up to leave and cries. I try to hold him with me. I stand up and explain to Kayla that he is shy.

(Lucid Dream, DILD)
-I'm hovering in the air above the black asphalt in the parking lot of my apartment complex. Luckily this LD has occurred in the day time. I continue to float around 5 feet in the air towards the main street through the less-steep road. As I slowly pass some bushes, I touch them and think how beautiful this moment is. I also wonder what other dreamers would think of simply enjoying the scenery in a dream. I turn the corner and see an attractive guy with black hair turn into the complex in a grey sports car. Even though he's gone I ask him why he did so in such a manner. He gave me a reply that I do not recall. I continue in the air up the street. I see a little black girl on the sidewalk who seems to need help. As I go to her, I acknowledge how I am using my arms like wings, in a robust but slow kind of way. I think that that the physical sensation of this is what has kept me lucid for the time I have been flying. My slight pessimism kicks in and I take a look at my hands to make sure I'm stabilized. I worry a bit about losing the dream. I address the girl and see she is wearing a yellow shirt with the letter "M", meaning McDonalds, on the front. I say "You are delicate." I try to pick her up to fly with me and lose my lucidity. Wake up.

HoC's Dream
I didn't make it, as far as I remember. It's all fragmented.

I'm at some apartment place with talking animals, one of which was a tiger, which was kind of humanoid. According to someone I know, called Alistair, everyone wants to get to know these animal people things. They didn't like him so he got really angry and ran off.
I got on alright with them, I think. Tiger said something to me, can't remember what.

A relative of mine pointed out something out a red robot which was supposed to be from some kind of film.

I was trapped inside a doll house.

I remember a field.

Thebeastofold's Dream


Late for work in big city



It started i was in a big empty room with nothing but empty counters on all 4 walls, except where the door was of course, and windows up near the celing, there were 5 or 6 guys there and i was talking to 2 of them, the other guys were talking amongst themselves, and one guy said "looks like good air" and all of a sudden i remembered i was late for work, so i ranout of that building and saw my car was parked in the middle of the street at a wonky angle and there was tons of traffic, so i got in and took off somewher, i was in a huge city and had no idea where i was going, i ran red lights and over curbs, and i was freaking out thinking i was going to get pulled over. I hit a curb so hard at one point, the car went nose up int he air and floated down the road pointing up for about a half a mile..when it finally landed on its tires, i got out and ran into another big building, which turned out to be an electronics type store......a guy walked in after me and asked for the pointy stereo receiver feet special, i started looking around looking for pointy feet, i went intothe front area and there was a guy behind a round counter and he said to me, we never got our pointy feet in because of an order malfunction...... i started walking to the backrrom to tell the guy we didnt have em then woke up...


Dream Fragment.....fighting giant?


i only remember a brief fragment, i was lying on the floor somewhere and this giant 20 or so foot tall bald guy was leaning way over and everytime i tried to get up he would knock me back down, like he was playing with a kitten, no matter which way i rolled, i always ended up on my back...i finally threw a punch at him and hit him square in the face, and he started punching at me with fists the size of couches and thats all i remember....... i had to get up early for a meeting so my recall sucked today...

Kumara's Dream

Dream fragment is more like it. I set my alarm for WBTB and went back to sleep after it went off.

Fragment: Something about people sleeping over (a slumber party?) and a man and a woman in a shower to my left.

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.

Aeolar's Dream

I am with this kid named "Old Mike", with whom I have had really good connections with recently. We were watching football, outside for some reason, and Mike began to be surprised. He was recognizing certain people in the game, although he had no previous knowledge of them, and at one point he said that he could almost see himself throwing the ball in the game. I told him to try it, and he said he did it. I was impressed. I guess I just decided to go to sleep on the ground outside, and what felt like soon after, Mike woke me up and told me "30 seconds" which instantly I knew that we were leaving. Mike went inside, and I waited outside for a while. I went inside, wondering what was taking him, and Mike was standing in the staircase, staring at nothing.
"What are you doing?" I asked him.
"I had just tuned in to a talent show where a man was hypnotizing people. It was one of my top 10 shows." He replied.
We then went outside, and got into the car. Mike then turned into my Dad, and we pulled out of the driveway and turned right. Instantly we were on a highway, and Dad was commenting, saying that
"The I-8 lower is much less crowded, because almost everyone uses the I-8 higher." The higher was up in the air. We took a wide left turn, and I saw these huge concrete barriers in the road, dividing the lanes into sections for individual cars. I thought that they looked similar to the start of a pinball game, but Dad thought that they looked like the escalators in Modern Warfare 2. We got into the far right lane, barely, and the highway sloped down at about a 50 degree angle. We drove down it extremely fast, but when we got to the second part, there was a chain in the middle that we didn't see until it was too late. There was a sign on the chain that said "Do not Exit/Enter" and when we hit the chain, it seemed only to hit our bodies, and at the speed we were going, the chain was pulled backwards like a rubber band, and then turned the car a little, but we were safe. We both were happy that the car was OK, and we stopped at this large commerce area. We got out of the car, and start walking to this set of stairs. Dad is walking rather quickly and is ahead of me, and walks up the stairs.

Suddenly, I see 2 special ops soldiers run after him. I knew that they had thought that there was a security breach, and that terrorists were inside. I noticed a man to my left with a bone mic in his right ear, and his finger in his ear giving orders, and saw that he was of importance. As we were walking, I spoke up.
"We're not terrorists." I said,
To which the man replied, "What?"
I repeated myself. "We're not terrorists. It was just me and my Dad. We took a wrong turn."
The man does the :O face, and repeats what I just said into the mic. I see Dad turn a corner, and he tells me that we're leaving. We are going into town. I think to myself, "Whatever" and get into the car. When we get to town, we stop in an art gallery. I noticed that a painting called "The Great War" wasn't there. Dream fades.
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I am in a town similar to Nuketown in CoD, and there is another boy there. This boy had found the secret to either unlimited chicken or candy, maybe both. (LMAO! xD) Either way, I am trying to steal it from his backpack without him noticing. The boy is lying down, watching the middle of the street. I sneak around the right, and eventually make it into his bag. I see a birds eye view of him getting up and walking over to where I am, nonchalantly. I eat as much candy/chicken as possible, and cover up the stuff I pulled out of his bag. He sees me and his eyes brighten. He has blonde hair and looks like little Christian.
"Hey! What's up?"
I'm stunned, and before I could sputter something out, the boy turns around after grabbing his bag, and walks into a house that was behind him. I follow him, and inside I see Bri and Heidi. They are talking about something, I can't remember what. I do remember Bri saying,
"Heidi, will you please stfu?" I was surprised because she usually never says that. Then, we start talking about Piano and begin walking to the door. I turn around, and see an open doorway that is covered with large crystals that act as a "door", and a woman with long brown hair, standing there, tapping individual crystals with her hands, and the result are beautiful noises. For some reason I thought this was another form of piano, and I asked her,
"How do you know to play?"
"What I'm playing is easy. The actual song I'm playing off of has tempo and beats, but I just play the notes rapidly, and it sounds good enough." She replies.
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Fragment: I am in a huge grass field, with a giant hill in the background. I am talking to 3 other people, telepathically maybe. There was also a lighthouse.
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I am at school, and I am talking to Adriana. It's the first day of school, and I forgot my ID card. Adriana thinks that I'm gonna get a detention for that. I don't stress it. A teacher comes up, and asks how we're doing. I say that
"I'm doing fine, I was able to sleep in today. I was able to just roll over and pass out when I woke up the first time."
"What time do you usually get up?" She asks quizzically.
"Around 6:00 AM." I reply.
"Wow,"
"That's the island for ya."
She walks away, and this cute brown/black haired girl walks up to us. She's really attractive; her hair is cut medium-length, almost a bowl cut. She starts teasing me, poking me and stuff. I bear hug her, and try to take her down, but I end up taking myself down first. I land on the asphalt in this parking lot area, and she lands on top of me. Adrianna comments sarcastically,
"You know your masculine when you can't take a girl down."
I roll over and get up quickly, and she's still on the ground. I boast,
"Masculine? I'll show you masculine!"
I pick her up from her back and legs and hold her close to me. I let her down slowly onto the nearby curb, and we laugh and look into each others eyes. Wow, are we in love. I look to my right, and see Jose over on the sidewalk. I motion over to him, and he comes. We talk for a while, and he & I throw stuff at each other and mess around until the dream fades.
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I am on an island in Hawaii. I am on the coast, and I can see two other islands nearby. There are people with me, but that's not the point. As I am looking at these islands, I see typhoons form on the water, two of them, each moving toward different islands. The first one moves to the right, and makes destruction in the rainforests, ripping out plant and wildlife. The second one goes to the left, and when it hits land, I see huge trucks fly out into the Pacific, with boats attached to them. Then, I see all the power go out on the left island. I pray that the typhoons don't hit us too. Dream skip. I am at the beach, and I am awestruck by how deep the ocean is.
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I am a hostage, and I am in this cargo bay, which is on the water. I am trying to escape, but to no avail. There are Indian Pirates all over. I know that my family is also being kept hostage, and my aim is to rescue them.

Nephanim's Dreams

Rocking Chair Realm and Untoasting a Sandwich

I experienced a bizarre, abstract realm inside a rocking chair. Infinite space was available in this realm, but because of the way it was composed, energy couldn’t solidify into matter here. As such, I was just a floating lump of dream energy bumping into other lumps of dream energy. I was incredibly confused.

The dream jumped. I was at Subway with my mom and Autumn. We had to order dinner for everyone, but since my mom had no idea what anyone wanted, that meant it was up to me and Autumn to figure it out. Autumn went to the bathroom before we started our order. The guy making our sandwiches kept getting the bread wrong for one of our sandwiches, so I knew I was in for an awesome Subway experience… Then he toasted a sandwich without asking if we wanted it that way. He didn’t even ask what kind of cheese to put on it before he threw it in there. When I brought this problem to his attention, he was surprisingly casual about the mistake. He just kept working on the next sandwich. When he was done putting meat on that one, he untoasted the first sandwich – presumably with his mind. I was a little shocked, but I went with it.

One of the sandwiches I ordered looked disgusting. It featured three scoops of chocolate ice cream on bread with herbs and cheese, an assortment of vegetables, and extra oil and vinegar. I understood that I was ordering this sandwich for the guy who was making it. I’m not sure he was aware of it, either.

My recall of this dream is fairly fuzzy since my alarm woke me up in a merciless fashion. It doesn’t help that I lay in bed for fifteen minutes half-dreaming about typing up a post about it. At the end of this miniature dream, I snapped awake and realized I’d forgotten the most important part of the dream – but then I joked to myself that I probably hadn’t written anything out for it. Of course, I hadn’t left the bed.

Spilling Gray Matter

Autumn and I devised an elaborate plan to get away with murder. We lived in a small town on the outskirts of a kingdom. Every now and then, the king’s soldiers would come to the door just to check up on us. It was assumed that criminals would draw attention to themselves during these innocent meetings at the front door. Little did the king know his soldiers made their visits on a strict schedule that Autumn and I had already worked out! Our house was pretty big with three stories of above-ground space and a sizable basement beneath it. We designed our plans for murder around the architecture of our basement. Basically, the stairs made a full loop around the perimeter of the basement on their way down, and the basement floor was made of steel instead of concrete or other common materials. I suggested that I could throw someone over the railing in such a way that their head shattered on the steel floor and spilled their gray matter. Autumn agreed that it would work. I don’t know why she agreed to this, but we chose Keith as our target.

When he came to our house, we lured him into the basement. We had just spoken with the local soldiers for our usual checkup, so I knew we would be free of them for the maximum amount of time. Autumn went to the bottom of the stairs. When she was in position to prevent Keith from running back up to me, I grabbed him around the waist, flipped him upside down, and threw him over the railing. As expected, he hit his head on the floor, but the force wasn’t nearly as powerful as I planned – or rather, his skull was more resilient than I thought it would be. I grabbed him with telekinesis and raised him a few feet off the ground only to slam him down again. Each time, I heard a cracking sound like the shell of an egg caving in. Autumn seemed to think he was already dead, but I was determined to spill the guy’s brains. I wanted to see what it would be like. I cracked his skull harder and harder until bits of cranial fluid began oozing out. There was no blood, mind you, just a clear fluid that kept the brain hydrated.

“Awesome, hear come the brainy bits,” I laughed. I did it again, and his whole brain flopped out. I dropped the lifeless body and levitated the brain high enough to inspect it from the stairs. The skull had done an impressive job of protecting it. Although Keith’s bodily vessel was now useless, his brain was basically intact. I wondered if I could communicate with it…

Someone knocked at the front door. Rushing to action, I sealed Keith’s brain away in another dimension and waved Autumn up the stairs. We had to play it cool with the soldiers, otherwise we’d never get away. Even after I made Keith’s corpse and the cranial fluid disappear, I knew the soldiers would find traces of his existence. They would know that he disappeared here. If we wanted our freedom, we couldn’t allow them to search the house! I led the way to the door and calmly opened it. To my surprise, they were doing another checkup even though we had one just the previous day. I asked them about it, and the soldiers said that they were worried for our safety and wanted to give us extra attention. I said I was glad the king cared so much about his subjects. At any rate, I was relieved when the soldiers tapped the butts of their spears in farewell. Autumn and I gathered our belongings and exited through the back door.

With my help, we were able to walk across a lake behind our house. Our destination was another small town in the forest not far from our home. We would stay there for a night, then continue on our way once the soldiers discovered our house empty. As I walked across the surface of the calm lake, however, I glanced back at the town and spotted soldiers heading toward our house again. The way the town was arranged on the waterfront, ours was the only one with its back to the lake. Because of this, I was able to watch the soldiers march until they disappeared behind the shape of our home. Although it was possible they were just visiting the people across the street, I knew better. They suspected murder and came back to interrogate us.

“Change of plans,” I told Autumn. “We need to run as far from here as we possibly can.” As we entered the forest, I got the impression that this had happened before…

After waking, I realized why I felt this way. The impression of events following this dream was exactly the same as the “pursuit of wolves” part at the end of another dream I posted here earlier this year. This dream basically acted as the prequel to that one’s chase. (For convenience, the relevant portion of said dream is in italics below.)

The dream jumped. Somehow, Nicole and I were in a forest late at night… We met up with a third person to escape town. Some kind of new law had been passed that put us in a legal gray area, and we didn’t want to risk the king’s wrath. Our rendezvous point was a swing set in a small park. We saw police approaching and decided to wait. If we started running, they would just chase us into the woods to see what we were up to. The police cars passed by, and we slipped into the woods. At some point, we became maned wolves like Lyra. The guy we met up with was replaced by Lyra during the transition. We ran through the dark forest, passing dilapidated homes with doors breaking off their hinges, shattered windows, and sagging walls. We knew we were being pursued, and the men after us were catching up. Nicole came up with a plan for a diversion. I would transform back into a human, tell our pursuers I had located a couple of wolves, and then… Well, she didn’t give me the rest of the plan. I met with the policemen following us. They were carrying flashlights, so they were clearly prepared for a thorough search of the woods. I explained things as Nicole asked me to and led them over to where Nicole was hiding. At that point, I realized this wasn’t a well thought out plan. The police were just going to catch us. We might’ve gotten away if we had been more careful. Nicole stumbled out of a wooden box she had tried to hide in. Lyra remained in the shadows, but I could see her eyes.

“Well, well, well…” one cop snickered. “What have we here?” He pulled out a gun, but one of the other cops gave him a signal to stand down.

“Don’t damage the fur,” he said. “We can sell it for profit when it dies.” Nicole and Lyra broke into a sprint directly into the woods. The cops scattered to follow them. Since they had let me out of sight, I transformed into a wolf and bounded after Nicole and Lyra. We met up on a rabbit trail snaking its way through the forest. I didn’t know if the cops would bother with the trail, but either way, they were close behind us. We tried to hide in the basement of an abandoned house near a lake, but the cops followed our tracks and found us there. I issued a brief change of plans in a whisper to Nicole and Lyra.

“They’ll take us somewhere with a bunch of dogs,” I said. “They want to skin us for our furs. We’ll change into humans once we get there and find a way to break out. Let them catch you.” We had no chance, otherwise. If they had to kill us, they would do it for the safety of the public. I purposely backed into a corner where they would be able to catch me. Then I realized what they were going to feed us in captivity… Dog food at best, but probably gruel. I gagged. I didn’t want to eat gruel. One of the three cops picked a block of wood off the ground and chucked it at me. I evaded it easily, but I wished I hadn’t. He upgraded to a spoon. I let it hit me in the side. “Please don’t…” I begged. I knew he couldn’t understand me. He pulled out a fork and threw that. Alarmed, I dodged it. I didn’t want to get stabbed by eating utensils. Of course, he moved up to a butter knife next. Then a real knife. Then three knives. One of the other cops was an expert marksman, and he could throw the blades much faster than I could dodge them. He demonstrated by nearly lopping off my leg.

“Watching ‘em cower is always so fun,” he said to his buddies. I couldn’t see what happened to Nicole and Lyra. The room was too dark. One of the flashlights illuminated the marksman and my corner, but that was it. The cop pulled out another blade and held it up.

“Please don’t…” I repeated. He flung it right where my ear would’ve been, but I moved to the left to avoid it. It singed the fur on my ear. I whimpered quietly. He pulled out another blade. This time, I tried to dodge right, but I had that blasted knife in the wall where I wanted my head to go. The knife pinned my ear to the wall. I howled, reaching a paw up toward my ear as if to remove the knife… But I knew I couldn’t – not like this. I whimpered again and again.

“What’s the ruckus all about?” the officer’s superior asked from the darkness.

“Oh, nothin’,” the marksman assured him. “It thinks I got its ear.”

“Did you?”

“No, ‘course not. Don’t wanna stain the fur with blood, do I?” When I woke up, I was clutching my ear and trembling.

Oma and the uPass

I was on Chelsea’s college campus with Oma. They announced that uPass pickup had begun over an intercom. I understood that students at her school had to pay the uPass fee on-site rather than as part of their tuition. Reflecting on this, I decided I preferred including it with the tuition because it meant I wouldn’t have to buy it with money I’d spend on food otherwise. Oma wanted a uPass for herself, but when I told her it was only for college students, she lost all her motivation.

Engaging Details for Stability and Old Dog Stroke

The dream began in my German classroom at my old high school. Bauske was giving instructions for an exam mostly in English, but the important parts were written on the board in English. One of the students in the back raised her hand and complained that she couldn’t understand the German instructions. I laughed under my breath. That was the point, wasn’t it? At any rate, the instructions required us to read an old paper we submitted and critique it in German. I wasn’t totally sure how to proceed with mine… Bauske had someone read hers out loud, but that made it difficult for me to read mine because of all the noise. As I sat down with it and started skimming, I saw comments from Bauske written in the margin. The words spiraled inward to an incredibly small font. I got up and went to the bathroom down the hall.

The dream jumped. I was washing my hands on my way out. Some guy and I joked about a show I’d never seen… Something about two guys showering together and how it led to a divorce. Anyway, the paper towel dispenser was basically built into the sink, and I accidentally got mine wet. Fortunately, the trash can was also built into the sink; there was a place for soaked materials. On my way back to the classroom, I began to wonder if there was any point in doing Bauske’s test. Something about the whole thing felt pointless. When I walked back into the classroom, it was obviously different. The seats were arranged in a U shape with some at higher elevations than others, sort of like a band classroom. I only briefly sat down before I threw aside my paper.

“That’s what it was,” I said, rolling my eyes. “I’m dreaming.” Obviously, I wasn’t going to waste any time doing an exam in my dream. No one bothered me when I stood up and started walking around again. I decided to take some advice I saw on a dreaming forum and focus on details in the dream to stabilize it. I saw some pill bottles on a girl’s desk and started reading the fine print. I didn’t have any trouble doing this, but it got old fast… I decided to study the details in the girl’s face instead. She had a lot of freckles and wore her blond hair in a ponytail. I remember thinking she was familiar, but I couldn’t put a name to her face. In retrospect, she looked sort of like Ray. After studying her freckles for a moment, I circled around and prodded the back of her head. Again, no one reacted. They were absorbed in their exams. I glanced left and right, paused, then stuck my face in her hair and took a sniff. It was a convenient way of engaging my sense of smell. There wasn’t much to the smell of her shampoo, though. Even with all this, I was gradually losing the dream. I remembered someone mentioning taking bites out of trees… Come to think of it, licking the wall in that one lucid dream helped me before. The girl’s back was exposed just above the shoulder blades. I bent over and started licking her skin. It tasted kind of strange, though, like she might’ve put something on it…

The imagery faded, and I wondered in the back of my mind if I had just woken up licking Autumn’s back. I couldn’t remember what she was wearing. I lost my lucidity in the void.

When the dream imagery returned, I was outside the school in the parking lot. I watched a guy in some kind of reverse plow truck (the plow was in the back) speed across the parking lot. He hit the speed bumps so hard that he skipped every other one! When he pulled into a parking space, he went right over the curb and into the grass. To my amazement, instead of correcting his parking, he kept driving until he rammed into the side of a replica of Autumn’s pool. He popped the truck into reverse and almost ran over two people walking down the sidewalk. He rammed into the back of a dump truck next, and the dump truck seemed to pop out of gear… It rolled backward and almost hit another person.

“What are you doing?!” I shouted, waving at the truck driver. “You’re gonna get someone killed!” He had his windows rolled down, but he wasn’t paying any attention. Dirt and trash spilled out of the back of the dump truck.

The dream jumped. I was at some kind of party with Autumn. As I walked in, I saw an old man with a cane tottering past me. A woman working busily in the kitchen seemed familiar, and she greeted me with a wave. I still couldn’t name a single person here with the exception of Autumn. She disappeared into the laundry room for no apparent reason, and I continued into the empty living room area. I just wanted to wait alone until Autumn came back. As I sat on the floor of the living room, I began wondering how I got to this party.

That’s right, I thought, I was lucid dreaming before. Hey, I’m still in the dream! I looked around the plain room. There was nothing but a sofa in here! Strange… I stood and walked back out. Instead of finding myself in the kitchen full of old relatives I didn’t know, I ended up on a city street. I found myself in the body of an old man who had just suffered a stroke. Curious, I observed as he dropped to all fours and started barking like a dog. Instead of taking him to a hospital, a couple of police officers decided to take him on as their police dog. I chuckled at the obvious influence of Wilfred on my dreams.

“He just had a stroke, you know,” I told the cop driving their patrol car telepathically. He kind of looked over at the old man for a second, then did a double take.

“Holy crud!” he exclaimed. “That’s not a dog, dude! He’s having a stroke!” I couldn’t believe they really thought he was a dog.

Cyber Ghost of Aperture Laboratories

I was at some kind of museum with Autumn and Alex. Autumn’s mom worked there, so our admission was free. She complained that Autumn smelled like smoke.

“I know, I’m trying to do something about the smell,” she replied. At any rate, we went to a room that was anime-themed. They had all kinds of amazing figurines. A rich man came through with his daughter and talked with us about how much she loved anime. When she threw a temper tantrum, he pointed at an expensive figurine on display and said he would buy it for her. I couldn’t believe he would spend money on a whim like that; it was obvious that he was more wealthy than I could imagine. Autumn and I sat on a couch with his daughter while he took an important phone call. The little girl had a number of figurines, but she wasn’t really paying attention to them anymore. When she got up, Autumn stuffed some of them in the sofa.

“What are you doing?” I whispered.

“Stealing them,” she said. “I’ve already got six.” I took a peek at the figurines stuffed in the corner of the couch. They didn’t look like any characters I knew.

The dream jumped. I found myself in Aperture’s testing facility. The walls around me were in constant flux, rising and falling like dominoes. The path changed every time the walls shifted. If I didn’t keep moving, I would be crushed by opposing walls, so I kept my eyes peeled for a safe path. I had to walk in circles for a few minutes as the path began to spiral inward. A long, narrow hallway opened up. It felt like a trap, but I decided to go for it anyway. I ran down the hall and dove into a room at the end at the last second. The wall behind me closed up. When I sat up on the floor of the room, I saw that I was in some kind of hotel room. I scrambled to my feet and made my way to the phone on the counter immediately. I picked up and waited for a dial tone. Nothing.

“Great, it’s dead,” I sighed.

“Hello?” a man on the other end replied. “This is the service desk.”

“Whoa, it’s not dead! Hey! Listen, I need you to find out what room I’m calling from and send someone up here to help immediately!”

“You in some kind of trouble?”

“Yeah, there’s a crazy robot after me… Have you ever heard of Aperture Science?”

“Can’t say I have.”

“I’ll explain later. What’s important is that you get someone up here immediately. I don’t know how much time I have. She’s going to cut the line for sure.”

“Whatever, kid.”

“I know this probably sounds like a prank call or something, but I’m deadly serious. Please, listen to me!” The room shook as something beneath it shifted. All the power in the room was instantly cut off. I yelled into the phone, but of course, there was no reply. I decided to roam the hotel room. At least I didn’t have to worry about the walls crushing me anymore… The layout was similar to my parents’ second house in Texas, although some of the rooms were clearly modified. I wondered how GLaDOS knew to use it as a model. When I walked into a room that had been added beside the kitchen (replacing some garage space), a TV in that room turned on. The screen glowed bright red. A discomforting, high-pitched whine and the sound of a crackling radio went off in the background. I found a bow and a quiver full of arrows on a table, so I grabbed those and readied myself.

A blue figure appeared in the air, its eyes beady and sinister. I understood that it was some kind of ghost, but it had been created by the internet. His form was tall and slender, but I couldn’t make out any specific details. Everything surrounding him became blurry. Even though it was a ghost, my first instinct was to start shooting arrows. I kept shooting even when it was obvious that they went right through him. The ghost started throwing ghostly teacups and silverware at me. I did my best to dodge. My arrows went right through these, too, so there was nothing I could do. I eventually traded the bow for a ghostly frying pan the enemy threw at me. Holding it didn’t harm me, and I was able to destroy the spirit projectiles with it. I supposed I would be able to harm the ghost himself, too. He sat down on a dresser in the room and started groaning while holding his head. I took this chance to throw the frying pan like a boomerang, striking him in the side of the head. The frying pan came spinning back to me.

A wall in the living room opened up, and Austin stumbled through. It closed up behind him.

“Austin, you’re alive!” I exclaimed. I had to swing my body out of the way of a ghostly steak knife, but once I raised my frying pan, I knew I would be able to defend myself. “Check this out – there’s a ghost.” By the time he made it over to me, the ghost was gone. It left no trace of its existence except the ghostly frying pan in my hands. Austin gave me a weird look and walked off.

I don’t know how long I waited in that hotel room… There was no way for me to exit. I couldn’t call anyone on the phone, and Austin seemed to have disappeared. I tried talking to GLaDOS, but she didn’t respond. I even tried communicating with the ghost, but it wouldn’t respond, either. Puzzled, I took a seat at the kitchen table and waited. After a while, I heard the same noise that had accompanied the ghost’s appearance before. I knocked over my chair in the process of getting to my feet. Fortunately, it wasn’t manifesting right above my head… When I saw the red glow beyond the wall of the kitchen, I decided to go investigate. So armed with my frying pan, I ran straight to my parents’ bedroom. I found my mom with a noose around her neck. The ghost was preparing to kill her. I chucked my frying pan at it, and the ghost disappeared. I wasted no time in getting my mom out of the noose. She seemed bewildered and didn’t recall anything to do with a ghost or the events leading up to her near suicide.

Since I understood that the ghost was digital in its origins, I wondered if I could use something like an application on a cell phone to fight it. I downloaded a fantasy weapon application and selected the bow. I had to assume the bow was given to me for a reason. If GLaDOS wouldn’t speak to me, it was because this was a test – and that was her only hint. I had some difficulty setting the thing up… Firstly, it wanted me to select one of several bows, and by trial and error, I found out that only one of them would actually work. I guess there were quests I needed to complete in the application to use the other ones. Secondly, the application didn’t respond to the motion of firing an arrow. I found out I had to shake it back and forth instead. When I was confident that I could shoot my digital arrows at the ghost, I started patrolling the hotel room in search of it. My mom disappeared after the first walk around my prison.

The red light returned – this time, in Austin’s room. I headed in there and found a giant monitor. The pixels took the form of the ghost’s face, and he smiled at me. I still couldn’t really make out his features; although the resolution was fine, it was as though a blur had been put over his face. I opened fire. It was evident that my attacks weren’t doing any damage, though. I decided I should’ve stuck with the frying pan… In this form, however, that wouldn’t hurt him either. The walls began to move. The floor beneath me opened, and I fell into a dark pit.

Stuffed Animal Dungeon

I was playing on WMBRO with Autumn. There was a new dungeon with only one floor. It was full of living stuffed animals of various kinds… To clarify, there were thousands of them. Even Symphony had a great deal of trouble surviving in this dungeon. It was divided into five outer regions and an inner core. A special version of Dracula spawned here, and Autumn needed to defeat him for a quest item. I wanted it, too, but it was more important for her to get the item. Fighting Dracula with the stuffed animals all around us proved far too difficult, so I lured him to a safer area and fought him there. I had to use a Yggdrasil seed at one point. I was surprised that Autumn survived without any healing items. When I finally killed Dracula, I saw that I obtained the quest item she needed, but I didn’t get Symphony’s ballista. The quest item was some kind of necklace… I handed it over to Autumn.

Ping Pong Crane Game

I was in line for something… Surprisingly, I never found out what. The line began across the street from a stadium. As Autumn and I approached the street, a guy on a bike asked to go in front of us. I told him he could go, but then he didn’t… We waited almost until the light was about to change to cross. I had to run to the other side to avoid getting in the way of traffic. Anyway, we followed the slow-moving line down a winding road to the stadium. Once we were inside, I observed that there were arcade games set up along the way to keep people entertained. Most of them were fairly boring. The only one that caught my attention was a crane game that required you to grab a ping pong ball and drop it on a hanging prize. The balls were in constant motion, so catching them was difficult enough, but with the way the controls were set up, it was hard to drop the ball with any precision once you managed to get one. I got really lucky on my first try and won the prize. Unfortunately, the prize was just the manual for the crane game… Austin read it aloud while I tried to win one of the other two prizes. Autumn tried playing, too, but neither of us could win again. When we were done, Austin stepped up to the plate. He said that the next prize was a guide to defeating GLaDOS. It even included a remedy for neurotoxin poisoning. He wasn’t able to win it before I woke up, either.

Whiterains dream

didnt get a chance to write down earlier dreams which are now forgotten what a shame. main memorable bit was being at a fair type thing where people were showing their pets. people were surprised that i had a young trained fox. weird thing is i'd forgot my folks have gone to a country fair today

Windhover's Dream

bad recall. I'm still on summer vacation, but I had to go to school on every Monday. frustrated, I was 15 mins late..I dont remember how I got there; I thought I was at my high school but I was at my old middle school. the main entrance had a sloppy stairway. I think I tried to go to my locker... so I wanted to get out, and I dont remember here too. I was in some kind of parking lot? with my brother, my chracter Florette, and other people.. I think it was raining outside. and I remember being at a parking lot.