Lenore

First off, I should explain a couple of things about Dink Smallwood - it's a free-to-download computer game created by a guy named Seth - who put himself in as the main villain at the last level. He's kind of known for his evil sense of humor.

The dream starts, as far as I can remember, in the game. Everything looks like the game - not at all realistic, and I'm viewing myself from above - but it feels real to me. As I enter the final dungeon, the floor starts falling out. I tell myself that it's normal for the game, but now that I wake up, I know it wasn't.

Somehow the dream shifts without me knowing it. I'm in a walled area instead of a dungeon, and I'm seeing though my eyes instead of above. Everything is realistic now, too. I just couldn't tell the difference.

To my right, a door opens and a few people walk through. I think they were both girls, but I can't be sure. They weren't really part of the dream.

We're in a house that is fairly good sized, considering it's in a densely packed neighborhood in a city somewhere. The people explain that I was in a virtual reality program - like a holodeck from Star Trek, if you're familiar - that was being controlled by Seth, the creator of the game.

I met Seth (at this point, I was pretty fangirlish. Part of my dream, because I'm not actually that big a fan of Dink Smallwood, so meeting Seth wouldn't be that big a deal) and watched him with another game he was working on.

I honestly don't remember what else passed before the rest of the dream, but my sister popped up, and one of the girls was revealed to be a friend of hers that I know in real life. Seth left the room where he was working and came out, doing something with this giant keyboard-thing he carried everywhere. It pretty much controlled everything in the house.

Then there was a slightly boring period that I don't remember well. My dreams do that a lot - slip away in pieces.

The next thing I remember is being attacked by a whole bunch of, like, Arab raiders or something, complete with curved swords and facial covers. Everyone in the house was busy fighting. That was when I realized I was dreaming, and started to control it.

Oh man, it was so fun. I never have lucid dreams. Sometimes I realize when I'm dreaming, but I can never remember to try controlling it. I stopped the swords before they could do anything and immobilized the attackers.

Then, of course, I lost the thought that it was all a dream. It was fun while it lasted.

We (we being my sister and me) left the house - returned once because we had forgotten something - and suddenly I was back in the game, in a level I had never seen before. My father was there too, watching. He was the only realistic looking thing in the game.

Then I woke up.

I got up, changed into my clothes, went to have breakfast.

Then I woke up.

I hate "dreams within dreams" but at least the lucid part was fun, if brief.