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Yosma's Dream


All my dreams were non-lucid dreams tonight

Dream One- I was in a classroom. I couldn't tell what kind it was. I was with a bunch of people I have never met besides one person. My Uncle Michael. Me, my uncle, and a bunch of kids wanted to get outta of class. We found a manhole in the back of the class. We all then entered it. We ended up in a sewer under the school. We were thigh high in water and were trying to wade our way to the exit. We saw empty destroyed prison cells on the way. We wanted to get out quick because we wanted to escape methane fumes which were apparently under there. When I said methane my uncle corrected me and said it was pronounced Meethane. I am pretty sure this is not true lol.
We found a huge whole in the wall, but in order to get to it we had to climb a pile of rubble made of concrete. For some reason when we got halfway up everyone wanted to build a balance beam and than walk across to see who had the best balance so they did, but every time someone stepped on it it would break so they would rebuild it. I think I woke up around this point.

Dream Two- I started off that I was in some old western town. My family was there, but it was almost like a video game. I was equipped with a rifle. Even though it was real life and I could move normally. I could also "right click" on things to move to it like in league of legends. Finally my aunt was carrying her toddler and was forced to the center of town for some reason. I believe it was to be executed. During the speech before the execution for some reason I knew that I had to shoot the people in the windows. The first window I saw had a black guy and his son trying to watch the execution. I took a shot, but I don't really know what happened afterwards because my attention was diverted to my aunt who had been speared through the shoulder. She walked away carrying her son like nothing happened. Then I took some really low riding motor tricycle and road it outta town.
I was then in the local city of New Bedford. I was riding around and some guy on a motor cycle hit me. We both got up and drove away, but strangely his motorcycle split in two and he just put it back together. I crashed into the same guy two more times and every time his bike split and he stuck it back together like it was magnetic. I then proceeded to hit a different guy. His motorcycle split apart as well and he drove away. I finally drove "home". It was home most of the time, but a lot of the times it was different. I had some friends over and we had these ancient artifacts that all had different powers. However we had these spirit like creature things in the house that were trying to steal them. They managed to take like half of them and we spent the night trying to get them back. At one point I was watching from a third person view some one I had never met. In a library that was somehow in my house. He was trying to get an artifact from a snake like spirit creature in a window way high up. I don't recall if he ever got the treasure.
Suddenly me and my friend Brandon were in a building where they performed stunts. I saw a girl from my school do a back flip on a motorcycle which I thought was strange. I then saw another girl from my school and I asked her why she was here. I think She said that she was going to sign up for a soccer tournament that was here. I then believe I told her that I was as well. I think around this point I woke up.

BiscuitHappyz's Dream


I was in a sort of laboratory, in a medium size room with a window in the wall for looking upon a similar room. The rooms were made almost entirely out of clean white tile, and were rather empty. I was in a lab coat, standing parallel to the window, and observing the wall on the other side of it with apparent purpose. One or two other lab coated folks were standing beside me, to my right, doing the exact same thing.

I don't remember any more details. Looking forward to trying again tonight, though.

Windhover's Dream

almost did WILD....I was a male liege of Korean palace... I was lifting my dream body infront of Korean queen..here I barely remember. when I lifted my dream body I was in different person, but I dont know who I was. then I felt the presence of other person who lifted his or her dream body. we met and I cried, hugging each other.
scence jumped
I was in a bedroom with 2 beds. I met my camping friends again. I tried to sleep on the bed, but there were myriad ants, spiders, centipedes on the floor; I got freaked out. I think my mom was there..

Nephanim's Dreams

Turn Their Planet into a Zoo

I was browsing blog posts on WordPress and came across one about NASA. Recently, five probes had been sent to different planets to check for intelligent life forms. One probe came back negative, but the other five reported advanced civilizations. One of the four civilizations even sent a representative to our planet. Unfortunately, as the blog explained, the name of their leader translated to “Turn Their Planet into a Zoo.” It seemed like a strange name, but I was told he lived up to it. I knew I would have to keep this danger in mind while remaining hospitable to the visiting aliens. They didn’t all have ill will toward us, after all… I couldn’t even be sure the translation of the leader’s name was accurate.

While I continued reading the article, a sorcerer appeared before me. He informed me that his life goal had been to prevent these alien races from discovering the humans’ ability to dream. We possessed dream magic the likes of which none of them had ever seen. If the spark of an invasion ignited, he wanted me to be ready to eradicate the invaders myself. I doubted I was capable of this, obviously, but he insisted I would be ready in time.

Dream Magic Instruction Manual

I was reading books about magic based in the dream realm. They focused on how to awaken the ability to use said magic, various means of interfacing the waking and dreaming worlds, and the limitless possibilities allowed to a dream warrior. I noticed that many pages were missing, but the book was still fluid and didn’t seem to skip details.

Babysitting the Siblings

I recall something about babysitting Austin and Chelsea. They were toddlers. When my mom came home, she was angry with me for letting them get into something… As you can probably tell, my recall of this is extremely fuzzy.

Katsuno's Dreams

1st: I was inside a huge office building (it was a skyscraper) and there were some people with me. For some reason we had the mission to blow the building up. We went to the top and planted a bomb. Suddenly the police came and we ran away. The dream gets a bit foggy and the next thing I remember is being at in the main hall of the building. There were many people and the police was still chasing us. We ran through the door and the bomb exploded. I woke up because of my stomach-aches.

2nd: I was in a village. In front of me there was a burned down car and inside it was a guy. I walked towards him and suddenly he screamed and ran in my direction. I evaded him and suddenly there was another guy and knocked him down. He told me they are cannibals. We walked inside the village and I went into a shack. Inside it there were more cannibals and they attacked me. I ran away as fast as I could but for some reason I was stuck in this place. When one of the cannibals tried to bite me I woke up.

3rd: I was standing on a street near my village. Suddenly Pain (from naruto) came and summoned his bodys. They told me they are going to kill me but I just laughed. Suddenly one of the bodys tried to summon a monster. I ran to him and punched him in the face. He fell to the ground and was done for. At that moment I almost got lucid but before I could do a RC another body teleported behind me. Just before he could use his Shinra Tensei technique I moved my hands behind me like I wanted to do a Kamehameha. But instead of doing this I formed a huge Rasengan and engulfed him within it. I used his body to make the rasengan even bigger and then shot the ball into another body. (This was a semi-lucid at that point). I ran towards another body but before I could hit him I woke up

4th:I was at a playground. In front of me was a guy that was in my class once. He had 2 friends with him. Suddenly one said that I look like a girl. I told him that he looks like a girl (Seriously he had long black hair, freckles and even boobs xD) and he immediately freaked out and tried to punch me. I evaded and pushed him back. I then said to him that he really looks like a girl and I'm not sure if he is one or not. He charged into my direction and I hit him in the face. He was laying on the ground and grabbed me. He threw me against a tree and then jumped on me. I rolled over and hit him a few times. The rest of the dream is foggy but I know that this fight lasted for a while and then he gave up and I woke up.

I was climbing snow mountain. I saw some weird people at the background. I ran with the guy I met.
scene jumped

I was riding a bike on a mountain. the road was tawny-peach color.
scene, touch were very vivid I could feel butt sitting on the bike and my muscle working
I rode sloppy ground. I saw several yellow school buses coming out of road?? the buses were full of students
I tried to chase them

MrIrony's dream

I remember being in a outdoor swimming pool area with at least two pools. And then I walked at the bottom of one of them. I might have been slightly lucid.

Aeolar's Attempt

I am on the Call of Duty map, Crysis. Savannah is in my dream too, and she has this sewing kid that she got at a gas station for $19.95. I fall down from the awning and head up hill. I reach a pathway, and check for Claymores. Clear. I walk through and to my right are 2 Tropaz soldiers that I take care of easily. There are other people there admiring my skill.

Fragment about being on a UFO in outer space.

Texture's Dream


This dream is fairly short, not lucid, but with high awareness and brief moments of control/logical thought
** SORRY FOR THE SPELLING, I'M TYPING QUICK **
Somehow I'm standing at Hogwarts, and get it into my mind to just GO. Just go and kill Voldemort.
I disapparate (not sure how to spell it) and am standing on grass next to a primitive looking fence- probably a field with an ink black sky. Then, in one of those moments in dreams where somehow you're somewhere else but it seems completely natural, I'm in the middle of the field and fighting Voldemort. I immediately Avada Kedavara him and his eyes roll into his head and he sways. Logically, I think; 'Hmm. He has horcruxes, so I'd better do it 7 times'. Then, I remember thinking how there are so many different ways to kill someone without an actual killing curse so I try to remember what the one is that stops your heart (I'm thinking stupify here, because professor mcgonagall gets a heart attack from 3 of them). But I accidently say 'Reniverate', which is to revive. He comes back to life and gives me a creepy smile. Then he shoots killing curses at me and I dodge them by going left/right in slow motion. I then attempt Crucio, but he blocks it in my mind. Here he says "YOU HAVE TO MEAN IT WITH ANGER!"
Where I reply with my general know too much about Harry Potter attitude; "No, you have to MEAN it. Not with anger. You should know this you're the evilest guy in the world. BLEGHH". Then he yells something about rage and I feel the worst pain I've ever felt in a dream. So I try it and I can feel the rage building up, then this picture fills my dream of an old guy with a wide open mouth and green flames coming out of his eyes and mouth, with blue flames in the backround. In fiery letters theres the word RAGE below. He then gets stunned, and I get scared so I disapparate back to the fence, but I can't disapparate again. Next I know, I'm back at Hogwarts but it's different and I''m taking a college tour there or something. My alarm clock wakes me up about 5 minutes later

Bihon's Dream

*Long, descriptive dream ahead!

My fishes laid a lot of eggs, and there were some deformed fish floating around among with the little ones, my mom then had to get an extra aquarium to put them in.

Later, I was at this line up, then a paramedic came. I then said that I was feeling sick, so he urged me to go the ambulance. On the way there, I fell asleep, feeling better already, I felt bad, because I was simply there for no reason at all. Inside, were a couple more people, all hitching rides. One of them left, (Owl from Deadman Wonderland). I jump out later on.

There was something that had happened, an unforgiving act from human beings in a field (?). A friend of mine was with me, and she was disgusted, and she was raging with anger. She had a katana with her, and she spiraled into the air to attack the bad guys, only, me, and another girl with us were shot into the air, because of the speed my friend was going. Katana in hand, she spun, and had also attacked us together with the random bad guys. Both of my legs were sliced badly, deeply; but there was no blood rushing at all. I was on the floor, unable to move, the pain feeling so real, I see the other girl in worse condition than I was. Later, the same paramedic came, I then awoke at this 'hospital' it looked like an olden hotel, a tavern. It seemed to be nighttime outside. The wounds on 'both' of my legs had already healed, but as I walk around, I see this severed leg. I knew it was mine, it was frozen, wrapped up in gauze. I took it out, and tried to fit it in my thigh. I broke it though (being frozen and all), so I ran (having two legs) freaking out, finding the doctor, who was Robert Englund, the paramedic had stopped me, and I told him what had happened, and he had also worried, telling me I might need a prosthetic leg, later, the leg thaws.. But I was walking on both my legs!

I was outside a house with my mother, sitting on lounge chairs, and we were watching the moon/sun outside as it sinks into the horizon. It was humongous, and blood red. Soon after, I see an explosion in the horizon after the object had disappeared, it took a couple of seconds for the sound to reach us, but it then turned out be fireworks. I see a UFO fly above us, but still, they were fireworks, the last one though, almost hit us, missing us by an inch. My brother came out to check on us. Still, the scars were on my legs.

Later on, there was this gate I was at. We were waiting in a line in front of it, but as the people talked, it came to me that all the people there were definitely evil. I ran, trying to stop there plans by disabling them to open the gates. I tried, but I failed, and they looked at me weirdly as I sat on the fence. On the side of it was a small area with bushes, and a little monster had appeared, two of them. They talked to me, saying that they had been turned that way. I tried to help, but instead of turning them into their full human forms, they grew a few inches to be Mushu from Mulan. They said thanks in annoyance, and walked away. Somewhere, I had to explain to my relatives about what happened to my legs, and I did this by finding the anime episode online, episode 41. I watched it, and I found out that the bad guys had disguised themselves as monsters to slaughter a little kid, which lead to my friend attacking them.

I was at this house, and I was Buffy (The Vampire Slayer). I was walking around, and this girl's mother's spirit was plotting something evil. I tried to talk with her out of it, which lead to emotional flashbacks and black and white cartoons. It was really emotional, and the mother was crying before disappearing.

I was me again, wearing a colorful dress like the witches wore from a previous dream. The evil guys from the gates were beginning their plan. Their leader was a woman, a powerful one. I was soon in a mission, and I flew using a wand (not HP). I remember feeling how it was like meditating, focusing all my chakra to where I was going, and the surroundings around me were so vivid and beautiful. I flew with precision, with control, and I flew fast.

I reach this place, and I was soon this dude, I think I was Hohenheim (FMA), Still, I was on the mission, but I went to my (Dude's) house, seeing 'my' wife being there, but I knew we were in separate dimensions, I cried, seeing her crying. I had to gather a few more people, Willow, and Xander, I flew again, using the same wand, same control, and I soon realized I was dreaming. I asked myself whether I should find my DG as I looked around, but with how fast the pace of the dream was, I had to think fast. I wanted to unravel the story, and I wanted to see it all end, so I chose to go along with it. I lost my lucidity after reaching a place, another tavern, and the inside was filled with luminous light and crystals, it was beautiful. I was then this girl, a close friend of the dude I was earlier, and I flew once again.

I was in a scene where the evil woman, the leader was gathering her minions, I was her. But I was in no control, it seemed like they were vampires, and in their hands they had these rings that gave them immense power. They were also in the middle of the desert.

I was back to being that girl, flying, and I was also flying so fast. It was intense because I tried to fight for time, but in the horizon, I could see patches of the desert, and I was soon in the evil woman's power, I tried to fly away, as they appeared, trying to catch me using sand. I tried and tried, as I struggled, one of them was in a motorcycle. I was flying so fast, but I soon awoke.

I slept again. The scars were still on my legs, and I was in this group trip activity, My friend, and my two brothers were with me. Together with the group, we picked pieces of paper, saying which bus we had to get on. Each of them leading to different places in an amusement park. I hoped to pick one with the Safari ride, but instead, I found myself in the bus to ride on the scary roller coaster ride. I awoke.

Fragment: Roller coaster ride really early in the dream.

Some mafia types are trying to bully my friends and I in our apartment. I stand up to them, and then they begin to hunt me with guns. A lot for running away, but the big boss spots me at a fair and is closing in fast. I run by some large dirt mounds, and in one of them there is a little cave like entrance. I crawl in and it goes way back.

Realizing I've kind of left myself trapped if he looks in, I push the dirt to cover up the entrance, leaving just a little crack I can see through. Through it I can see the big boss pause right out front. I burst out of my hole, taking him by surprise, and kill him. Then I drag his body back into the hole.

I go back out and meet some people who smoke me a joint. Once of them is curious about the entrance in the dirt mound, and I try to dissuade him from entering. He won't let it go, so I try to threaten him to stay out. That doesn't work and he enters and finds the dead body. Since I was such a dick to him earlier, he rats me out

Reset!

Buddy wants to poke around in the cave again, but this time instead of trying to threaten him, I'm much nicer and tell him my story. He's sympathetic and no longer rats me out. He also points out an awesome looking rifle on the dead guy's body. Armed with this kick ass rifle, now it's my turn to hunt them.

I'm leading a group of people through an office building hunting down the rest of that gang, when I notice the barrel is bent. I keep trying to fix is and straighten it, but it just keeps getting worse, so I tear it off. Then the rest of the gun keeps getting dented until finally it's no longer usable.

Nephanim's Dreams

I woke up several times during the night, but I didn't make it out of bed to write down my dreams. I only remember some of them.

Murder Trial in the Swamp Valley

I was traveling across the country on foot. I stopped at a store to buy some food and ended up getting a handful of gummy bears. The guy at the register thought it was strange that I asked for a handful instead of a certain number, but I was just going to carry them until I finished eating them. After I paid for my gummy bears, I continued walking along a mountain road. I sensed that I was somewhere along the Texas-Louisiana border – although I’m not sure where there would be mountains in that area. The road barely had a shoulder, so I was walking really close to the cliff. Portions crumbled beneath my feet, but I was careful about where I put my weight. I met a guy with black hair who was also traveling on foot. When I told him I wanted to reach Houston before the night was through, he gave me a doubtful look. It was already deep into the night, and I’m sure I looked as tired as I felt.

The road curved, and I spotted a tall man in some kind of Neo-Egyptian armor. When we approached him, he announced that we weren’t permitted to go any further. The black-haired guy tried to walk past him anyway, and the armored man threw him off the cliff. Rather than endangering my life, I decided to carefully slide down the cliff. That way, I could check on the other guy and continue traveling in the valley below. Amazingly, the guy survived the fall. He pointed out a small village nearby, and we decided to stay there for the night.

The dream jumped. I was walking with him through the village the next morning. Apparently, there were riots all night long… The town’s mayor begged us not to judge the villagers based on their rioting. We had some kind of “Rate your experience!” form provided by the Department of Tourism. I assured the mayor that I would never judge his performance or the quality of our stay based on riots, but in reality, I’m sure I would. We walked into a garage, and the black-haired guy climbed into a corvette. He explained that he was responding to a crime report and invited me to come along.

The dream jumped. We drove up to the base of a tower. At this point, I figured we would get out and walk up the stairs to the rooftop. Instead, he drove into the building and up the stairs. The car had a clever suspension system that allowed him to pop the front into the air to get up stairs. We found Chelsea standing on the open roof. It was fairly high above ground level, so we could see the whole valley around us. It looked like there was some kind of marsh in the distance. The black-haired guy got another call from the police department. Allegedly, the murderer he was looking for had been sighted nearby. Chelsea joined us in the car as we drove back down the stairs to the ground level.

The dream jumped. We stopped at the edge of a swamp. There was nothing the corvette could do here, so I had to cross on foot. We used fallen trees and bits of trash that had been discarded here as stepping stones to move between patches of land. My parents and Austin joined in crossing the swamp. I was the first one to make it to the other side! While I waited for them to show up, I wandered into an outdoor trial of sorts. The judge was a woman in her early twenties. Her glasses made her look tired. She kept making oatmeal and eggs for people attending the trial. I soon realized that the man on trial was the alleged murderer from my friend’s report. The townspeople had captured him and put him in a wooden cage for his trial. Of course, the jury consisted of people who had been tasked with his capture, so I doubted it was really a fair trial… I ended up inside the cage somehow. When the judge asked what I thought of the man on trial, I said that I figured he was a murderer. He gave me a death glare.

The judge left to get some supplies to continue cooking. While she was gone, the murderer grabbed me by the throat. I thought I was going to die, but I didn’t really care. I was only distantly aware of any consequences associated with that. The judge came back, and he stopped immediately. She made some kind of omelette topped with cornbread for herself. I was surprised by how good this looked. The trial was put on hold to give her time to eat. In the meantime, the murderer broke out of his wooden cage and escaped.

Preparing for a Master's Program

I had just graduated from college. While riding in the back of a white truck somewhere in Europe, I explained to Apheri that I was considering going to Harvard for my master’s degree. They had a school in Belgium I could attend. I still wasn’t sure what I wanted to specialize in, though… I supposed it would be a good idea to figure that out before applying anywhere. Apheri didn’t have any suggestions to offer.

Mount Khragastag, Dream Bank, and Borders

In this dream, my dad opened a dream bank on top of Mount Khragastag. It was built on top of a series of towers which were supported by a massive, stone bridge connecting the two halves of the mountain. I used the mountain as a way to improve my acrobatics. I kept jumping off the edge of the mountain and teleporting back to the summit. When I realized I could jump from a higher elevation if I climbed to the top of my dad’s bank, I wasted no time in getting up there. I couldn’t teleport up there until I had placed a tracer of energy on the roof, so I had to climb up the face of the wall first. My dad saw me and asked for my help with something. I told him I would be right back to help him. When I jumped, I realized the side of the mountain I was on wasn’t steep enough to help me with my acrobatics training… I hopped the rest of the way to sea level and circled around the mountain. From the side, it looked like an alligator standing on its hind legs.

I teleported back up to the bank and walked in to assist my dad. He was submitting forms online for dream accounts. The website was really confusing, and it looked like each form would take him hours to complete. Still, he said he would get $1000 for every dream account he opened. It seemed like a pretty good deal. I told him there wasn’t anything I could do to speed up the process; he would just have to follow the instructions carefully to prevent any wasted time. I ran toward the edge of the mountain and jumped.

The dream jumped. I was sitting in the grass with Autumn, my mom, and Chelsea. A couple of people were skydiving above us. Instead of parachutes, they had hang gliders. My awareness passed into the perspective of one of the hang gliding women. She kept thinking about how free she was in the air. It was a dreamlike experience for her – one that I was glad I had experienced myself. From her perspective, I could easily see Mount Khragastag looming over the forest. She gradually descended to the ground, weaving her way between the trees. When she landed, my awareness returned to my body. I pointed out the mountain on the horizon and told my mom about the dream bank. She didn’t believe it was really called Mount Khragastag. As I was explaining my dad’s dream bank idea, a significant portion of the bridge connecting the two halves of the mountain exploded. The debris was sucked away into another world. I zoomed in on the image of the bridge and saw a red-eyed creature with brown fur standing on it. It glared hatefully at me. Intuitively, I knew this was the guardian spirit of the mountain.

The dream jumped. I was shopping at Borders. I observed a conversation between a redneck and one of the employees working at a register. The redneck kept insisting that the employees shouldn’t talk to their customers; they were far too busy to distract themselves like that. Every time the guy at the register agreed with something he said, the redneck guy waggled a finger and warned him not to slack off.

“I’m gonna buy this Millhouse figurine,” he muttered, patting the Simpsons figurines on display affectionately. He wandered off to look at books. I did the same, although Autumn and I had already spent the majority of the money on the card. We only had a few dollars left. One of my friends picked out some hentai manga. For whatever reason, my dad had to buy it for him… I felt bad for my dad. Surely, he must have felt incredibly embarrassed when the woman at the register saw what he was buying. On our way out of Borders, I asked Autumn about the episode of King of the Hill where Hank is accused of renting pornographic films. I wanted to tell my mom about it. Unfortunately, Autumn wasn’t listening. We headed back to the car together.

Aqua's Dream

I am standing outside on a large balcony. I'm looking up at the sky and I notice that all the stars are moving in tiny circles, some flashing different colors. Suddenly the black night sky turns rainbow and I hear a robotic voice say, "Welcome to the new world." A screen appears in front of me and I have to enter all my personal details.

Katsuno's Dream

1st: I dreamed of walking in my street. Suddenly some characters from naruto came and talked to me. Kisame says he wants my head and pulled out his sword. I ran away and suddenly a man with a self-made flamethrower came and helped me. I built my own flamethrower (don't ask me how :O) and tried to shoot him. But my flamethrower was garbage and it shot in a completely different direction and burned a garage. I tried to put out the fire but the garage was made out of wood so it didn't work well. Then Kisame came again and attacked me. I evaded and woke up.

I remember having another dream and maybe it was shared but I totally forgot it

Nephanim's Dreams

Holy recall, Batman!

Austin's Driving and Blizzard in Texas

I wanted to help my mom at the grocery store while visiting my family in Texas, but since I didn’t have a car, there was no practical way for me to get there. To my surprise, Austin volunteered himself to drive. He had a tiny, red car of his own. Zooming out of the neighborhood at speeds ten miles per hour over the limit or more, he didn’t seem to care for slowing down in the roundabouts. He just swerved through them without even putting his foot on the brake. When we made it to the highway – still in one piece, amazingly – I discovered that he was the type of person to weave in and out of traffic to avoid following anyone. He cut a zigzag path through a number of trucks in a row. When we arrived at the grocery store, my mom was surprised to see us. I announced with pride that Austin had driven the whole way. Our mom was either impressed or horrified at the thought… I couldn’t decide which. Anyway, Austin drove back home alone, leaving me at the grocery store with my mom.

On the way home, Austin received a call from our dad. He told Austin to park at the nearest gas station and refill his tank. It wasn’t clear why he needed to do this; there was plenty of gas in it already. Regardless, Austin did as instructed. While he was refilling it, a powerful snowstorm blew in. Austin was separated from his car and couldn’t see well enough to get back to it. He wandered in the poor visibility of the storm until he found the glass windows of a car dealership. He stumbled inside. For the duration of the storm, it was being used as a homeless shelter. All of the cars had been moved somewhere else. Austin tried to contact our dad, but the cell phone networks were overloaded.

It was the worst blizzard Texas had ever seen. When it blew over, Austin headed right back to the car to pay for his gasoline. He hadn’t wandered far; the gas station was just a few minutes away from the car dealership. A police officer was parked right in front of his car. When he came close, Austin saw the officer standing beside the open fuel cap with a notepad. He was scrawling down notes and stuffing dollar bills into the fuel tank to plug it up.

“Hold on, I was just going to pay for that!” Austin shouted. The officer turned his head.

“Good,” he said. “How much is it?” Austin hurried over to the pump and checked the price on the display.

“$78…” he read in amazement. Considering how little gasoline he bought, that sounded a bit ridiculous. Observing this, I decided it was just because he left the pump in his tank. Austin paid for it with his credit card, and the police officer left when he displayed the receipt. He immediately called our dad to complain. Why had he asked Austin to do this? There must have been advance warning of the storm if the car dealership was cleared out for the homeless. It was as though he wanted Austin to freeze to death!

Ace is a Kasa

I was watching a spin-off of One Piece in which all of the characters were birds. For example, Ace was a kasa (Ragnarok Online). He had to fight a giant black bird for the water he needed to survive a harsh drought. The black bird was many times his size, but Ace had the benefit of fire. He shot blasts of flame at the bird. Despite its size, it was too fast for any of the attacks to connect. During the fight, a bunch of hawks rallied on Ace’s side. They wanted to rebel against the black bird’s tyranny. Autumn seemed to be worried about what would happen to Ace because of the main storyline, but I assured her he would be fine. This was another universe in which Ace was a flaming bird. What could go wrong?

A Collared Shirt, Pineapple Pizza, and Water

I went out to eat with my dad, Chelsea, and Austin. We all stood in the waiting area while we decided what we wanted to eat. I recalled that I ordered a beef burrito the last time we were here, so I wanted to try something different. I looked over the menu several times and couldn’t make a decision. I decided I wasn’t really that hungry… Instead of food, I wanted to get a collared shirt on display and a bottle of water. Austin asked my dad if he could get something, and my dad insisted that he would have to pay for it. This sparked a furious argument; Austin only had ten dollars, so he was one dollar short. He still had more money than me. As I approached the counter to order my shirt and drink, I noticed some pizza on display in the kitchen. One pizza used pineapple as toppings. I added two slices of pineapple pizza to my order. For some reason, I started eating something just as I began to order. This made communicating with the woman at the register quite difficult…

She quickly retrieved my food as Chelsea hopped around next to me. The pizza actually came in four slices, but three of them were tiny. I supposed someone messed up the proportions while cutting the slices. When she fetched the water bottle from a refrigerator behind the counter, she twisted off the cap and took a long chug. Only half of the water remained when she set it down in front of me. She gave me a strangely seductive smile.

“Sorry about that,” she said in a sweet voice, wiping the water from the corner of her lips. The apology meant nothing to me.

“If you’re sorry, why don’t you get me a full one? You can do whatever you want with this one, but now that you’ve put your mouth on it, it’s yours.” I paid the full price for my water. Why would I accept a bottle that was only half full?

The Luffy Effect

I was reading a research report posted on Dreamviews. The research revolved around a psychological phenomenon called the “Luffy Effect.” As the report described, this was a scenario in which one individual gradually gave into the advances of another. The author traced this back to the sculpting of a statue in Ancient Rome. He noted that in 2030, this statue would be accepted into a local museum – at which time the museum would also become a victim of the Luffy Effect. He suggested that this would mark the dawn of a new era of complacency. I didn’t understand what all this had to do with Luffy, though.

Apparently, the author’s evidence for the theory revolved around the assumption that our culture was the first to record dreams. Shortly after he posted it, Nomad replied to contradict the evidence. Plenty of ancient cultures discussed their dreams as part of tradition. Defeated, the researcher decided there was no basis for his claims.

Spider to Hermit Crab

I was in a small room inside a much larger building with Autumn. We found a spider trapped under a pebble, and Autumn saved it. The spider announced telepathically that we were now its best friends. Pleased by this, Autumn decided to prod the spider with her finger. I urged her not to – oddly enough, I was concerned that we didn’t know what its “programming” was. It seemed reasonable that the spider’s claim of friendship was really just a ploy. The moment a chance to bite Autumn opened up, it would seize the opportunity.

Then again, when she poked it, the spider turned into a hermit crab and hid in its shell. It seemed far more harmless than I originally expected.

Taking Symphony to Chichen-Itza

I was riding on a bus back to my campus. I recalled going to an 11:25 AM class earlier that day, but when I really thought about it, I felt like I should’ve had my 10 AM class instead. I checked the time. It was nearly 1 PM! I groaned at the thought of missing a class in the first week. I turned to Kunle who sat beside me and began explaining the situation. He interrupted me for an “urgent” announcement.

“Listen, when we get back to our room, I really need to use the bathroom,” he said.

“Okay… So?”

“So we don’t have any toilet paper. I would ask Sun, but he’s like that, you know?” Who? I puzzled at him. “Maybe we could stop at Target or something…”

“I’d love to tell you I can help, but now’s not the time.” Kunle nodded, smiling uneasily. I slumped back in my seat. “Wait… What day is today? Isn’t it Saturday? I don’t have class on Saturday!” I exclaimed. I checked my hand. There was nothing weird about it, but why else would I be going to school on a Saturday? I was obviously dreaming. I could feel the difference in the way my mind interfaced with the world around me. I turned to Kunle and announced that we were in a dream.

“Of course we are,” he laughed, agreeing with me. “Didn’t you know?”

“Jerk,” I teased. I punched him in the face. I gave him a noogie, too. “I love how rough your hair is. It makes this dream noogie even better.” I squeezed past him and turned to the guy sitting in the seat in front of ours. It was one of the guys from the room connected to mine. I punched him a few times for good measure. The feeling of his jaw colliding with my knuckles reinforced the bus environment around me. I decided not to torment the poor dream character too much… Fortunately, when I smiled at him and Kunle, they both smiled back as though I’d never hit them. “I’m leaving now. Take care!’

As they bid me farewell, I opened the door and jumped out of the bus. I let myself tumble end over end in the grass, changing the dreamscape. I remembered my goal to reach Chichen-Itza tonight. When my imagery returned, I was in a long, rainbow-colored tube. I could see individual particles whizzing by in both directions. Just by willing it, I would be whisked either way. I willed myself forward in the rainbow tube. In the distance, I could see something blue…

“Symphony!” I called. She rapidly approached after that, and I had an instantaneous view of her dazzlingly detailed appearance before she slammed into me. Her short, blue hair caught in the illogical wind of the tube-shaped space. Her bells gave a sharp jingle as we glided backward together. “I knew I would find you along the way. We’re supposed to go together, right?” She replied… but in Japanese.

“Okay, seriously,” I demanded. “What’s with all the Japanese lately?!” She said one more thing in Japanese – as if to question my claim that she was speaking in another language – but then she processed the mistake and corrected it.

“My apologies,” the robot said, her face an inch from my own. She eased backward to restore my personal space, much to my gratitude. She was wearing her black uniform again. The bow above her chest was neatly tied, and the white stripes on her sleeves, her torso, and her skirt were as pristine as though it had never been worn. “Which way is Chichen-Itza?” Symphony asked, glancing back and forth. I was almost too excited to see her again to respond.

“It doesn’t matter,” I finally explained. “Both ways will take us there. This space exists to bring us to Chichen-Itza.”

“Acknowledged,” she said, but I was already whizzing by her. I grabbed Symphony’s hand and accelerated rapidly down the rainbow tube. The colors began to blur together into a blazing white. We went faster and faster… Then, in an instant, we were flooded in light as we passed through the portal at the end of the tube. For a few moments, I found myself in darkness. I took some time to confirm that I was still asleep. I had no imagery – not even the view of the back of my eyelids. Since it should have been morning, I reasoned that I would be processing some kind of light if I was awake. I was definitely still dreaming.

My patience paid off. Before long, Symphony and I spilled out of our portal. We tumbled about thirty feet and landed gracelessly on top of Chichen-Itza. I hit the stone structure pretty hard. Symphony didn’t seem to notice her impact. When I sat up, Nomad and another person (whose gender seemed to change from male to female every few seconds) were standing over us like sentinels. They stared off into the distance as though they hadn’t noticed our arrival.

Table for One and a Half

There’s no way for me to tell whether this dream took place before or after I went back to sleep. I’ll just assume it took place after visiting Chichen-Itza.

I walked into a restaurant by myself. The tables were set up for couples, but I was there by myself. I glanced at some of the curtains drawn around tables. It would’ve been a really romantic place to take Autumn, I thought… What a shame that I was alone. The restaurant was built in a plus shape with a central ballroom and four adjacent dining areas. There were a few people waltzing around on the dance floor. A brown-haired woman in a black uniform approached me with a menu.

“Is there anyone else with you this evening?” she asked. I smiled wearily.

“No, just me,” I said, reliving the chain of associated thoughts that brought on. She did her best to hide her pity, but I could steal read it in her eyes as though it had been printed for all to see. The waitress led me to a candlelit table and set the menu down in front of me.

“Just call me when you’re ready to order,” she said with a warm smile. I gave a nod in return. I glossed over the menu, but nothing really seemed appetizing. I couldn’t decide why I had even come here. It certainly wasn’t to eat. The waitress came back around shortly after and drew the curtain around my table closed. She slipped through and took a seat opposite me. I hadn’t noticed until now, but she had changed into a beautiful white dress with bronze beads dangling from her shoulders. She put her hands in her lap. “They gave me the rest of the evening off work. Do you mind if I sit here?”

“Not at all,” I assured her. Her face looked oddly familiar, but I didn’t recognize it.

Efficiency in a Dream within a Dream

I was in the living room with Autumn, presumably well into the day. I explained how I had a lucid dream involving Chichen-Itza. I had to explain that it was an objective for the IOSDP and where it was located. She acted like she had never heard of it before. Anyway, I went into detail about how Symphony came to me in the rainbow tube. I also recounted a number of dreams that I can only vaguely recall now. I don’t think I actually had most of them last night; rather, I just thought I did.

One involved sitting at a fancy restaurant alone. That was an obvious reference to the dream I had immediately before this one. There was another that seemed to involve skiing… Then another in which I drowned a child in a pool of water. Eric came into the room and set up some kind of hose system by drawing it on the wall. The hose came to life, and when he turned the faucet, water started spraying out of the wall. I grabbed the hose and pointed it at him. He just drank the water in gulps. I tried to get Eric to stop so we wouldn’t have water flying all over the living room, but every time I erased his drawings on the wall, he just made new ones. I finally drew a patch over his mouth to prevent him from drinking the water. He gave up and left the room.

Autumn continued watching TV while I lay at her feet with a blanket. I thought back to my dreams and found myself gradually dozing off. A dream within a dream began. Portions omitted. I woke up once, thought about writing down that dream, and then really awakened.

Razor Blades, a Pistol, and Fuzzy Memories

I was in prison for who-knows-what. My gun had been taken from me along with all of my belongings. As I lay on the bottom of the bunk bed the prison facility provided us with, my thoughts were mainly focused on how I couldn’t reach out to Symphony. I couldn’t remember what had just happened a short time ago, but it had been important for me to recreate the experience. I complained to the inmate on the upper bunk about my inability to direct my dreams.

“Shut up already,” he grumbled back. I supposed I had bothered him enough about this. As the prison warden walked by my cell, I saw myself from her perspective. I had short, black hair and golden eyes.

“Wait!” I demanded, leaping out of bed. My inmate looked over the edge at me with disgust. The warden stopped in her tracks and turned to face me.

“What is it, scoundrel?” she hissed. The two armed guards behind her pointed their weapons at me. I thought it was pretty silly since I was behind bars. I had a flash of another environment. Lauren and another girl were watching TV.

“It’s Takizawa!” Lauren announced. I realized I looked a lot like the male lead of Eden of the East. The imagery changed back to the prison, but I returned to my own body.

“Can I have my gun back?” I asked.

“Absolutely not,” one of the guards with the warden answered.

“Come on, just for a second. There’s this thing you put on me that really hurts.” I started unzipping my pants, and the warden glared at me. She pulled a pistol out of her pocket and tossed it through the bars. I caught it in one hand. I took my pants off and looked around for a moment. “What about my bag?”

“What about it?” the warden asked, tapping her foot.

“I need that, too.” She rolled her eyes.

“Fetch his bag, please…” she continued. The guards seemed hesitant, but one eventually left to retrieve it. While he did that, I studied the frustrated looks my cellmate was giving me. He didn’t enjoy all the commotion. The door to our cell opened, and the guard threw my bag at me. I caught it in my arms and went into one of the pouches to get my razor. I took it apart inside the bag and grabbed a few of the components. When I was satisfied that I had everything, I put the razor back together. I didn’t realize the warden was standing over me.

“What are you doing?!” she shouted. I thought I had been caught at first. “That’s an expensive razor! Now it’s ruined!” She took it out of the bag and pointed at one of the blades sticking out at an awkward angle. “Are you going to shave with this? Of course not, you’ll cut yourself. I told you not to put it in your bag like that.” I had no idea what she was talking about. Anyway, I had already checked that the gun was loaded, so I stood and pointed it at the warden’s head. The guards were outside the cell – too far away to do much except hold their guns at me.

“Shoot me if you want, but I’ll take her with me.”

Motorola Commercial - Man on the Run

Ben sent us an email about his plans for making a commercial for Motorola. As soon as I heard the idea, I began dreaming of an overweight black man running across the highway in front of my old high school while inspirational music played. His wife stood in the schoolyard with her hands over her mouth, terrified that her husband was going to be killed. The cars whizzed past him, narrowly missing him. He kept struggling to get over a green fence separating the feeder road from the highway itself – mainly because I was in charge of his footwork. When he got onto the highway, he couldn’t get past a motorcycle in time and decided to try outrunning it instead. It didn’t work. He had to jump over the motorcycle to prevent being mowed down. I had my doubts about a man running fast enough to keep up with any vehicle on the highway, but it seemed to be working, so I didn’t think about it for long. The same thing happened with a red pinto.

After all of this, I found myself back in bed and assumed I had awakened. Autumn commented that it would make a great commercial. She felt that Ben and I should really go into advertising. At the time, it really seemed like a good idea, but I’m not sure what message the commercial conveyed about Motorola products…

Like Star Fox and Carnival Corpse

I was playing a game similar to Star Fox in Autumn’s bedroom. The desk had been moved to the south wall of the room. My parents were sitting together at the dining room table. At first, I had my headphones on so they wouldn’t hear the game, but my dad made me take them off because I couldn’t hear him talking to me. I played through sixteen levels. I didn’t realize I was on the last level until Autumn told me I was close to the end. I paused the game in the middle of it because my mom was disturbed by the violence in the game and the offensive script. The male pilots were talking about prostitutes and all the things they’d do with their women when they got back home. I offered to put my headphones back on, but I was certain my dad wouldn’t allow it since he made me take them off. Surprisingly, he decided that was fine.

My mom expressed her concerns that I had something school-related to attend today since it was Saturday. I assured her that wasn’t a problem; I even had a lucid dream the previous night about it. I forgot to finish the last level before I turned the game off and switched to the next one. Autumn didn’t say anything until I mentioned it. She said she was going to ask to play after me. Honestly, I didn’t perceive much of the game’s storyline. I missed the opening cutscene, and the rest was just chatter between the pilots. I had no idea what was going on. That made it much less painful to realize I’d fallen a few minutes short of completing the game.

The second game was based on Deadman Wonderland’s Carnival Corpse. It was an MMORPG with infinite character advancement. I accidentally made a male character when I really meant to recreate Symphony… I kept looking for a way to redo the character, but I supposed I would have to reset the game and make a new account. The world rankings were posted on a wall in the lobby. They didn’t say anything about the characters’ levels or stats, just the player name and rank. I found them difficult to read until I stood really close. The letters were out of focus.

While looking through all the information provided by NPCs in the lobby, I discovered that advancement matches were a two-versus-two affair. I would need a second character if I wanted to be competent at all. A group of two overheard me talking with the NPC about this and snickered. They said they would love to take me by myself. I wasn’t at all tempted. In a game like this, that would be suicide. I found an option to go to a waiting area for people who wanted to pair up on a team. There were some seventeenth-century English women in one room, Egyptian belly dancers in another, and a bunch of rooms with locks on them. I supposed I would have to level up to access those. At any rate, I decided to wait and come back to the game sometime later.