Enter the mind of Ladendais

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.