Krista's Dream Journal

Dream - Lucid

I was in a room with some other people. I think Austin was there. I remember hearing something on a radio about a car accident, a really bad one about a lady losing her arm. The radio was live, playing what the police and paramedics were saying. I remember hearing them saying
"Pick it up!"
They were talking about her arm.

While listening to this, I was watching my cat, Belle. There was an open hole in the middle of the room that resembled our tornado shelter in waking life, except for it was a bottomless pit. It did have a cover like our shelter, however, but the cover wasn't on it. Belle was playing around the hole. I watched her try to jump, lose her footing, then fall down the hole. I started crying.
"Belle! She's gone forever!"
I was very upset. I then turned back to the hole, and Belle was sitting beside it. I guess she didn't fall down the hole after all. She then did the same thing again, jumping around the hole then falling down, me crying, and her reappearing. I then slid the cover over the pit.

I then remember seeing the lady who had been in the accident. They had sewed her arm back on. She had a band wrapped around the crook of her arm where it had previously been severed. Her arms looked toned and muscular.