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    On the run from the Law

    by , 04-11-2011 at 01:33 PM (741 Views)
    11.04.2011
    On the run from the Law (DILD)

    NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

    I want to get back into the habit of recording my dreams again to boost my recall. I plan to leave a notepad on my bedside table I can jot stuff down onto before I forget. I had a sequence of long, high-quality lucid dreams last night, but due to shit recall, I can only remember pieces.

    In the earliest fragment, I was rollerblading round the suburbs of Belfast. I say rollerblading, but I wasn't wearing any. It was more like high-speed hover-gliding with the same mechanics as rollerblading. It was early morning and there had been a huge storm the night before, judging by the blown down trees and telegraph poles. The streets were strewn with rubble. Lucky I could glide over the top. I heard sirens wail in the distance, and a couple of people ran past me. There were two men and a woman. I stopped gliding and watched them run down an alley and get into a busted up mini at the bottom. They seemed to be running from the police.

    Just then, I spied a police car pull up at the opposite end of the alley, right beside the mini they were inside. Feeling bad for these people (I got it in my head they were acquaintances of mine), I zeroed in on their mini, and yanked it up the alley with telekenisis. As it flew past me out onto the street, I slipped inside it. I'm not sure how, it was going really fast. What followed was a car chase, during which I effectively became a heavy weapons turret. I stuck my head out the sunroof and stopped any police cars that got too close. Some I flicked off the road telekinetically, some I exploded, and one I tried to take apart like Dr. Manhattan, but failed.

    Later, our car broke down and we ran through the inner city on foot. Now I could hear dogs chasing us. Looking back, they were in the distance. They looked like "Scud", the dog from Toy Story 1, except pure black. I found myself trapped in a basketball court with no exit. A dog caught up with me and chomped down on my right hand. I could feel the teeth going in, but there was no pain. I shook it off and flung it out of the court.

    That's the last I remember. There was another dream where I distinctly remember blowing someone's head off with a shotgun at close range, but there's not a lot else I recall.

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