Enter the mind of Ladendais

I do not particularly remember a lot of this dream, but I do remember bits and pieces that I would like to write down. My memory picks up standing outside of my old middle school, and I am standing next to a rather old individual that closely resembles some sort of elf. I am apparently a certain race that has been trained by this elf, and I am asking a few questions about various topics. When I asked "How long have you been training people?" he simply responded in a rather wise crack tone, "I've been training your people for billions of years". Just after he said that he cast some sort of magic on me and he flew away into the distance. I assume this magic was some sort of "Dragon speak" like the type on Skyrim. Shards of rocks began to sprout out of my body, and I started yelling as I circled up into the air. My voice was very loud, and with each shout a feeling of pure awe came over me and it was getting stronger by the second. I remember calling out for "Talos" and a huge dragon flew from the sky, bigger than anything I remember seeing within my dreams before.

The feeling that I had was simply mind blowing, words cannot describe, but epic would be the best way to confer the feeling. I soon find myself inside of the school setting within the halls with this giant dragon, and I seem to be questioning him as I pet him. I cannot remember the conversation between myself and this dragon, but I do remember that his words were wise.This has to be one of the most memorable dreams I have ever had simply because the scale of this dragon was just unimaginable, and the feelings of power and overall excitement were overwhelming.

Non-lucid

My memory picks up standing at the back of some sort of police vehicle, similar to a mailman's vehicle. I am speaking to a male police officer who the is in the back of the vehicle sitting on the right side, with another person sitting on the opposite side of the vehicle. Somehow I know that I have just escaped some sort of prison. I have handcuffs on my hands in front of me, and I am hoping that the police officer does not notice them. As the vehicle with the officer inside slowly begins to drive off, the officer notices the handcuffs and begins to stand up yelling at me. I immediately begin to look for an escape route, so I run a few feet to my right and notice a man made rain run off path. As I start to run over to it, I notice that the handcuff on my right hand is loose enough for me to shake off, so I shake off the right cuff. By the time the cuff is off I am at the side of the road looking down into the shallow water running through the path below me. I was thinking that this jump was seriously going to hurt me but I did it any way and I threw myself off the side of the road into the shallow waters below.

As I land I notice that the path is not cement, and there are large amounts of mud below my feet which makes it hard to run. I recover from my fall and I take off down the waterway, as I begin to run I can see the officer off to my left side standing in front of a field full of what appears to be wheat. The officer is pulling out his weapon, and I try my best to run faster. I look at my feet as I attempt to make a get away and I notice that I am wearing black uniform type pants with a nice crease running down them, and they are muddy of course. The police officer is now firing his weapon in my direction, and I can see bullets hitting the water ahead of me as I run. Three or four kids come out of nowhere, and they are running behind me. I think that the officer will now have to stop firing his weapon because of the children, and he stops firing his gun. I then notice that the path I am on branches off, and I tell the children behind me to take the right path, and I decide to take the left path alone.

I venture a bit farther down the path and I notice a rather large city ahead of me. It appears to be very busy, so I think to myself that this is going to be a great place for me to slip away from the police. I climb up over a small cement wall and head for an alley way nearby, the alley is crowded and I notice an opening in the wall off to the left and I enter it. I now find myself in a sort of locker room scene with plenty of showers and people scattered about the entire room. I walk over to a bench, and I take a seat by a man that I apparently knew. I look over to the left and I notice a pair of swimming trunks, and a shirt folded up neatly sitting on the ground. No one near the clothing appears to be the owner, so I ask the man that was apparently my friend sitting next to me to go grab them for me. While my friend goes to grab the clothing, I look back to the right, directly at the entrance to the room I am now in because I was worried that the police were going to come in at any time. I see plenty of people walking by, but one white man with a black eye catches my interest I know him from the prison that I just escaped.

The man with the black eye walks right by the door, he then turns back around and walks into the room that I am currently sitting in. He looks rather happy to see me, and he comes right over to me and sits beside me. I shake hands with him, and then my friend comes over with the clothes so I introduce him to the man with the black eye and I explain to my friend that I know this man from prison. The two begin to talk, and I look down at the swimming trunks and shirt that my friend brought over to me. The swimming trunks are bright orange and they look as if they would be too small for me but I take off my muddy pants and put them on anyway. The trunks seem to fit, and I put on the shirt as well. I tell the man with the black eye that I just escaped prison, and he asks me what I was in for and at that point in time I did not know why I had been put in prison so I asked my friend sitting beside us why I had been taken to prison. My friend tells me that I had gotten caught stealing an Eminem CD from a store, and the man with the black eye laughs at me. The black eyed man then asks me what prison I was in and I tell him that I had no idea what the name was. I then look toward the door worried that the owner of the swimming trunks and shirt will come back looking for his clothes, and I see many people walk past the door but no one decides to come in.

I see a man that resembled an officer, so I asked my friend if he knew if the police were still chasing me. He casually says "No, they stopped chasing you and they said that they were going to get you next time, like they always do." I then notice that a women walks through the door to the locker room without a top on, and I think that this is quite odd. She then walks over to what seemed to be her husband and she seems as if she is quite angry with him as he is packing some clothes into a backpack. I then look to my right, and tell the man with the black eye, who I knew from prison, that I might need some help now that I have escaped. He tells me that him, and his mother, who he points to across the room, would be able to help me with whatever I need. I say alright, and I then tell him that I might need a gun sometime soon. He looks as if he is a bit worried by this, and he tells me that it wouldn't be a problem. He also lets me know that he usually hangs out around the locker room area.

I then awake from my dream.

Lucid
Non-lucid

My memory picks up whilst I am driving in an odd area, not familiar to me. The streets are fairly crowded and it appears that I am in a large city, simply without the big buildings. I find myself driving behind an older lady while going down the on ramp that allows you to enter the highway. For no reason, I decided to do a nose plug reality check and it had worked. I was now on the highway, and I was aware that I was in a dream. I then jumped through the back of my car and landed on the highway. I see multiple cars coming toward me, and I simply walk right through them and they continue on down the road. I look up and to my left and I see a bunch of large advertisement signs scattered across the view of the city that I am able to see at the time. For whatever reason, I decide not to go into the city, and I then attempt to jump inside of passing cars as they are heading toward me. I soon find that this is not working, so I turn and run behind a car at an amazing speed. I just jump right through the back of a car, and I am now sitting in the back while the driver and the passenger are starring at me with a confused look on their faces. I don't notice who the driver of the vehicle is, but the passenger is a girl and we do a few things, then I awake from my dream.

Lucid
Non-lucid

My memory picks up walking down past an old friends house which lies close to the railroad. I eventually make it down to the house that sits on the corner not far from my own, and I am leaning up against a white car speaking to a man that was out walking his dog. All of the sudden the dog begins to speak, but in English, of course this startles me and I then ask the owner of the dog if he just heard what his dog said. He says no, and then we casually carry on with our conversation, at this point most of my focus is directed toward the dog while I am speaking to the man. The dog then says something else in English, and I try my best to ignore it. The dog then says another thing and this time there is no doubt in my mind that I am either crazy, or in the presence of a dog that can speak actual words. I begin to worry and I start to walk toward my house which is close by. Once I enter my house I then find myself sitting with two of my friends and my cat in my living room.

While we are talking, I am still thinking about the dog and the whole ordeal so going through various explanations I find that the only logical one is that I am in a dream. I then do the nose plug reality check and quickly find that I am in fact dreaming. I levitate my friend up to the corner of the room and I then set him down, then I levitate my cat around the room and set her back down on the couch next to my friends. For some reason I then get the thought in my head that I never went to bed, therefore how am I dreaming? I begin to question what happen to me in my waking life to induce a dream.

I go upstairs and I find my dad sitting at his computer desk within his room, I go over to him and ask him if he could attempt to wake me up. He says sure, and he goes over to my room which is across the hall and he looks as if he is moving something around in my bed, possibly me. He says that I am apparently not moving so I tell him to call an ambulance and I close my eyes and try my best to awake myself. It appears that it has worked, and I am within the confines of my own room. I then think that it could possibly be a false awakening and I then attempt to do another nose plug reality check. The reality check works, and I am once again aware within my dream.

I look at my dream room, and wander around a bit in awe. The room within my dream looks just like my room in my waking life, it was amazing. I looked out of my window, and then plunged myself through my window and into the air flying toward town within my city. Not long after I took flight, I awoke from my dream.

My memory picks up whilst I am in a car with someone I know, but I cannot specifically remember who it was. We are driving down a road that I usually drive on when I head out to a town that is close to my own. I then notice a women running across the road, and a pick up truck headed straight for her, and I immediately know that she is going to be hit by the car. The truck collides with the women, but I cannot actually see the actual impact because I am driving behind the pick up truck. After I notice she was hit, I speed up and get directly behind the truck before I stop and get out of my vehicle. As I get out of my car, I notice that the women is somehow standing back up after she was hit by the truck so I quickly run over to her to ask if she is okay. When I come closer to her, I notice that she is of Chinese descent and she has long black hair that goes down to around her shoulders. She is panicked, and she seems like she doesn't want to hang around for much longer.

She turns and begins to walk away from me in a rather fast fashion, toward a small line of trees. I follow her through the small area of trees, and I then notice that we are on one of the bike paths that runs through my city. I once again ask her if she is alright, and she quickly tells me the reason why she was running across the road in the first place. Apparently she was running away from some bears that had been chasing her for a little while. After she tells me this, I take a look into the woods that I just passed through and I see about three bears that were following me, and her at this point. One looked as if it was a mother bear, and the other two were a bit smaller so I figure they were her cubs. I then turn to the women, and tell her to follow me as I quickly ran the opposite direction down the bike path. I didn't have to run too far to notice a small corn field in front of me, and a white house to my right sitting next to the road. As I ran up to the small country home, I noticed that some of the members of my explorer post were standing out back speaking to each other.

I come up to the group, with the women still behind me and I tell them that we are being followed by about three bears and we need some help. They seem as if they are willing to help us out, and one of them runs into the house and comes out a few seconds later with a rifle in his hands. At this point he raises the rifle up toward the bike path, where the bears are now walking, and shoots off three rounds, all of which make their mark. The three bears drop down dead and I feel a sense of relief wash over me. The Chinese women disappears, and I simply forget about her as a whole. I then somehow make it to the front of the home, and I am looking to my left at the small corn field. I suddenly notice some small cubs running through the corn, and I specifically remember counting them one by one all the way to six. I explain to the man standing next to me that I see six of the cubs, and I seem generally worried about the rise of the bear population in the area. We stand and watch as the small bears begin to hop out of the corn, and begin to casually cross the road.

Somehow I find out that someone wishes to see me over at some area that is down the road from the white house that I was standing in front of. I then see one of the advisers of my explorer post ride up on a four wheeler and I ask him if he can do me a favor. He looks as if he is annoyed by my request, and asks me what it is that I need. I then tell him that I need him to let me catch a ride on the back of his four wheeler and he tells me to hop on. We ride down the road and I remember seeing how beautiful the sky was, and I remember feeling the sun shining down onto my face. Soon enough we take a right off the road, and onto a gravel road into what looks like some sort of plant nursery with green houses all around. I see one of my friends walking around as I hop off of the four wheeler and I go to walk toward them and I wake up from my dream.

Non-lucid

My memory picks up whilst riding around town with one of my old friends cousins and he is not exactly a law abiding citizen. We drive around until we think that it would be a good idea to stop by a local gas station to pick up something to drink. We get to the gas station, and he goes inside while I stand outside next to the car. I am texting on my phone, casually looking up every now and then because I seen some pretty good looking ladies standing across the way at the gas station. There are about three of them, and the next thing I know two of the girls walk away and one of them walks toward me. She instantly sparks a conversation and leads me over to the entrance of the gas station. This is where I find out that the girls are not single, and they have about three guys with them. She purposefully led me into a trap.

I am standing in front of the gas station door now, with three other guys starring me down. They all look pretty pissed off and I begin to think that there is no other way to get out of this, other than to fight them. I throw the first punch and it makes its mark, while the two other guys jump on me and start throwing punches. Out of nowhere a person that I have not seen in years came from the back area of the gas station where the cars are supposed to be fueling, and he started in on the fight. At about that time, my old friends cousin came out of the gas station and noticed that a fight was going on so he decided to help as well. The guys were now losing pretty badly, and eventually all three of them where knocked out or laying on the ground in pain. I think about the police.

As soon as the fight is over, the friend I haven't seen in years runs up to me and I tell him that we need to get out of there now because the police will be here soon. My friends cousin jumps in the car and takes off, so we take to the back of the gas station and run through a field headed toward my old apartments. This field is very overgrown with various weeds and such, and I tell him it would be best to just make a mad dash through the middle of the field so the weeds will give us cover. We both begin to run, and we soon end up at my old grandpa's house some how. We run through the back door, and into the house, which is very dark and no one is home. I seem to know at this point that my grandpa no longer lives there. We run out of the front door, and my friend wants to go back into the house to lock the door for the home owners. I tell him that we do not have the time to do that, and I remind him that we need to keep running. He goes back anyway, locks the door, and exits the porch. Just as he jumps off of the porch, the owner drives down the street and sees him jumping off of his property.

He is driving a dark red vehicle, and it is a rather old car. It had apparently just finished raining outside, so the streets were wet and he instantly slammed on his breaks and spun out. He had his wife in the right seat, and he was in the drivers seat on the left side. You could hear him yelling out of his window after he seen us begin to run when he spun out. He instantly slammed the car into reverse and caught up with us down the road. I was on the right side of the street, and my friend was across the road from me. The man got out of his car, and he was fairly old. I see that he is brandishing a shotgun, and he is starting to shoot at my friend. We keep running hard until we get to the end of that road, and an intersection leads off to the right, left, and it also continues forward. To the left is a town, and to the right is country. My friend runs to the right, to avoid the shotgun bullets. I choose the forward path for whatever reason, and I am now being hit slightly by shotgun spray. Just in front of me, continuing forward, is a rather large church, and beyond that is a gravel road that leads to a bridge.

Since I was being hit by shotgun spray, I thought that it would be a good idea to pick up a large street sign, and cover my back with it whilst I was on the run. I do that, and I keep running toward the bridge. When I get to the bridge, the old man pulls up in his car just behind the start of the concrete that the bridge is made of and he gets out of his car. I try to keep my cool, and he holds the shotgun up to my body. He yells something that made sense then, but I cannot honestly remember exactly what it was. He then shoots the shotgun and misses, so I take my chance to grab the end of the shotgun with my left hand, and I point it away from me while I punch him in the face with my other hand. He ends up letting go of the shotgun, and I now have it under my control. I aim it at his lower half, and I fire the gun. It instantly blows off the entire lower portion of his body, and he is now crawling around screaming at me. I then proceed to shoot him in the face, and he is still not dead. Guts are hanging out of his mouth, and he is crawling toward the bridge and I casually think to myself "Good hide yourself" as I begin to worry about my finger prints on the gun.

I begin to wipe down the trigger area, and the barrel of the gun with my shirt. I know that this might not be too efficient, so I begin to look for some sort of gasoline to rub the gun down with. I find an old canister of gas just to the right of where the bridge starts in an oddly wooded area. I pick up the can and walk back to the bridge, where I see a helicopter flying very low to the ground just above where I shot at the old man. The pilot is in clear view, and I decide that I should shoot at him as well. I take three or so shots at him, and he begins to fly away into the distance. I then take my shirt off, and soak it with gasoline and then I rub down the gun in a hasty fashion, making sure to get all of the points where my fingers would have been touching the most. Just after I throw the gun off of the side of the bridge, I awake.

Lucid

I became lucid in a rather dark area near a rail road. I had questioned my surroundings, and I found the train that was headed toward me was not even on a track. I did the finger through the hand reality check, and my finger would not go through my hand. After that, I ended up doing the nose pinch reality check, and it ended up working. Now lucid within the dream, I found that I was in a rather dark neighborhood with no light source. I simply reached into my pocket, and pulled out a rather large match and lit it on my arm. I remember feeling the heat of the match on my arm, and it felt very real. I kept repeating to myself that I was in a dream, and I continued doing reality checks every now and then.

Just after I lit the match, I heard a roar in the distance and the train was launching over some sort of concrete berm. I put my arms up in the air, and focused my attention on the train in mid flight, throwing it further in the direction that it was already headed. It seemed to have worked, and I lost complete sight of the train after I threw it. I was getting bored of being outside, so I decided to go into someones house within the neighborhood. As I walked inside, I was greeted by my cat, and a very fluffy red textured carpet. It was then that I remembered a teleportation technique that I had found on dream views. I put my hand into my pocket, and I went to pull out a seed. I was coming up with nothing but odd looking white shards, I was thinking too hard about the seed at that time. I figured that it was time for another reality check, so I pinched my nose, and put my finger through my hand with success this time. When my finger went through my hand, it gave me a very odd hot sensation right where my finger went through. I then looked over to my left, and seen some sort of kitchen through a door. I walked through the door, and started my way over to the kitchen.

As I got closer to the kitchen, it looked to me as if it was some sort of homeless refuge because of all of the things hanging around. My cat was walking beside me. Almost immediately after I noticed all of the things hanging, I seen a very old lady sitting in a chair with no eyes in her eye sockets. She had long flowing dirty brown hair, and lots of wrinkles. I tried my best not be scared, as I knew it was a dream, and I then shook her hand and proceeded to ask her if she knew where any seeds where. She was very nice, but she did not directly answer my question. She was speaking, and I really wasn't listening as I was searching for a seed in the kitchen. The door just to the right of her flung open, and another older lady, her friend walked through the door. I remember her saying "Oh who is thing young'n ye got me here?" almost as if they where going to try to do something to me.

I then found a rather large pot on the kitchen stove that was filled with sunflower seeds. I picked one up and I headed for the area just outside of the kitchen with the red carpet. I knelt down, and cupped the seed with my hands focusing on the street out front of my house while looking straight at my hands. The ground in the immediate area around my hands began to swirl, and become blurry. I kept focusing, and all of the sudden I heard a male voice that came from the door behind me that said "Trying to leave are you?" and it broke my focus and I turned around to meet the strange voice. Right as I turned around I just threw a punch and it landed right on his face, sending him out of a window nearby. At this point, I was going to attempt to use a portal technique that I had thought about the night before. I stuck my hands out in front of me, and attempted to rip a hole in the air. I kept thinking about the other side of the portal and my target destination, the ocean. I was going to attempt the basic task of the month. As I went to pull the portal apart, my cat jumped onto my bed and woke me up out of my dream.

Non-lucid

My memory picks up driving through a town very close to my own. It seems as if I have just left the movie theater, and I am headed home. I notice that drivers around me seem to know little about driving overall. People are cutting other people off, and going over to the turn lanes at the very last second which causes two cars to be jumbled up in one lane. I seem to be getting caught at every single stop light in the town, and this town has a lot of stop lights throughout its entirety. I finally come to the stop light that can be found just outside of a local "Lowes" store, Lowes is a rather large home improvement store. I take a look up at the light before I cross, and it seems as if the light is yellow but I am not sure within myself because the weather in the area seems to have gotten a bit foggy and I am unable to see the light clearly. As I approach the four way intersection, I look at both side lanes and I see that the light opposite to mine is still red, so I decide to gun it. I pass the light, still unsure if it was red or yellow, and I then begin to hope that there are no cops around to pull me over. Right after I think about cops, I look straight to my left and I see a cop posted up just beyond the light that I possibly ran. I get nervous at first, but then I realize that he is not going to follow me for whatever reason.

I keep going further down the road, and then I notice that two cops are chasing me. One in a sort of SUV, and one in a regular police cruiser. They both have their lights on, and I feel as if they are going to catch up to me, given the speed they are going. I decide that it was a good idea to put the pedal to the metal for whatever reason, and I begin to speed at seriously dangerous speeds down a crowded city street. Somehow I end at a hospital setting, that doesn't even exist in the city I was driving in. I am still in my car, and I am out front driving through the garden area that the hospital has to the right of the front entrance. I decided to drive in the garden, believing that I would be able to lose the police by doing so. I drive around on the sidewalks, and I must not be in a car at this point because the sidewalks inside the garden are rather small, the driving closer relates to a golf cart, or a go kart.

The cops have all disappeared at this point, like they where never there. After awhile of zipping around corners within the garden, I realize that the air is filled with some sort of odd smell. I look around, and other people are trying to figure out exactly what the smell is as well. I dismount my vehicle, and I join the search. The garden is filled with a lot of different trees, and plants alike. The middle of the garden is rather empty and filled with grass and other objects. The sides of the garden are rounded in some way, and have plants and trees planted along its length. I hear one of the other people looking around, and it seems as if they have found something. She is an older lady, and she has found a squirrel with a cut in its side, it is bleeding. The animal is not moving, and appears to have been dead for a little while. We all agree that the smell originated from the dead squirrel and the lady picks it up and I see nothing more of it. After the squirrel was removed, I look across the garden and see various animals and birds running around. I awake after that.

Non-lucid

My memory picks up in a neighborhood very close to mine, at one of my friends homes. One of my friends come to the door as I am walking up the street with some sort of "Hover Pack" on my back. It consists of two fans on each of my shoulders, and it seems as if it is made out of some sort of black plastic material, similar to a fan. The friend that came out of the front door to greet me, isn't even the friend that currently lives in the home. I begin to fly around on my hover pack, and I go above the house, and soon find myself next to some power lines. I get a little bit frightened and I attempt to avoid the lines to the best of my ability. The next thing I know my friend is flying beside me, and we soon make our way into town, which is not far from the house that my friend came out of. Some how we end up meeting another one of the people I know, and we end up committing some sort of crime, and we are all inside of my car trying our best to flee the scene. While in the car, one of my friends simply disappear, and I do not know where he went. I notice that I am not the one driving my car for some reason. I realize that being in a car is most likely not one of the safest way of escape from a crime scene, so I open the door and tell me friend to stop to let me out of the car. I exit the car, and my friend drives off in a rather fast fashion.

Now I am walking down the street, and I am thinking about how fast he was going, and I am hoping that he does not end up wrecking my car. I eventually make it farther down the road, and I end up at some sort of tunnel. Inside the tunnel, it appears as if there has been some sort of shooting, and car crash. I notice that it is my car that has crashed. As I am searching for my friend, and simply looking about the crash scene, I notice that the ground is simply littered with money. The money on the ground consists of twenty dollar bills, five dollar bills, and ten dollar bills. I begin to pick up all of the money as fast as I can, and I begin to think about the police and the fact that I only have a little bit of time before they arrive to the crash scene. I end up looking down the street on the other side of the tunnel, and I see some paramedics, and police officers coming down the road very quickly. I grab a few more bills off the ground, exit the tunnel and I sit just to the right of the tunnel behind a small wall where the tunnel protrudes out a bit. I sit my money down, and I begin to count it. As I am counting, I notice a rubber glove sitting below my money and out of nowhere comes a police officer. The officer is a women, and she has her gun drawn. She appears to be observing the crime scene, looking for some sort of evidence so I casually tell her about the rubber glove. She picks it up, and asks me to follow her. I try my best to hide the wad of money in one of my pockets as we begin to go back into the tunnel where the crash occurred. I lose sight of the women, so I decide to simply walk around the crime scene. I notice that the ground of the tunnel is made out of some odd plastic material and below I can see water, and a dead body that looks like it has been decaying, or burned.

The police force has now gathered at the opposite end of the tunnel, and they are working as a group to pull up one end of the plastic cover, which appears to be the road. They pull up the cover, and the water inside somehow disappears leaving the body exposed. They pull out the body, and toss it through the air and it does not move, as if it is simply a mannequin of some sort. I begin to walk away, exiting the other side of the tunnel, and I wake up just after I exit.