non-lucid

This was almost like a film, it was playing before my eyes. Paying attention to just the right people at the right times. Maybe this is a little nightmarish too.

A girl, 18, the main character, sees that her mother has fled the land, for doing something wrong and the kingdom wants to punish her. She wants to find her mother, she knows where she might be, there special place. Over the war-lands, where un-dead soldiers (in the form of skeletons) fight an eternal battle, never to be won, never to be lost.

As she runs over these 'dead-lands.' She gets hit by the explosion of the bomb, she'd been through the dead-lands a few times now and survived, surely this will not be the end? Before the story has even started? Apparently yes, because she awakes with only 1 arm. Completely disintegrated from the explosion, while it is been treated by the un-dead, with her concerned friends overlooking her.

Just as we are about to see if our fair maiden will survive this harrowing ordeal, I am woke up by my sister, so I am in quite a mood I didn't get to see what would happen next.

From when I could remember the dream. I was in school, then went outside to a carnival. We used currents to make it come towards us, by taking the water out with a little scooper and putting it back in. I now know it is impossible. Many of my school-friends won prizes, but I didn't. We went back to our classroom in a flash, me not dreaming of how we got there or back. Then I began to fall asleep, a deep sleep.

I awoke to, well, not my classroom. I was in a house, much like my own. On a chair in the kitchen, an unknown man asked me if I was OK. I nodded and began to get up and ask about where I was and what happened. Our conversation went like this:

Me: 'I was...uhm...sleeping.'
Him: 'Sleeping eh?'

I came up to explore more and he seemed to not have a problem with it, the house was strange. Exactly the same as my own house with all the things in the same place, I found my phone on a pile of papers, where my mum's phone was usually charged. I looked at my phone, and it was, uh. Different. The software on it was completely different with different wallpapers. I didn't check anything apart from the menu options, which by then I could confirm where completely different.

Me: 'What did you do to my phone.'
Him: 'Put all my software into it.'

There was something else, he drew...or something, many of these drawings looked like cartoons and manga, they were pinned to the living room curtain. I think, and we had another long conversation of which I can't remember. Also, uh, he had another job, maybe a secret agent...

The next I can't remember or there was a skip through my dream again. I ended up waking up on a fancy bed, with golden covers and a dark-wood headboard. Everything was a blur, in mind and sight. When I finally got my bearings I saw I was no longer in 'my house' or with the man. I was with a woman, around 18, light tan, a brunette and she began to talk to me. This was a much longer conversation, but I can't remember it all:

Me: 'Where am I? What happened?'
Her: 'You fell asleep I've been looking after you.'

There was another longer conversation, again. I can't remember, but it consisted of what she did to my phone. I remember this snippet:

Me: 'What did you do to my phone?' (Noticing that it was physically changed now, not just the software.)
Her: 'I made your phone like mine, I gave you all my secrets.'

There was a long pause, in which I was inspecting my newly 'pimped-out' phone. Software and physical changes. But I couldn't help looking back at the woman, she seemed familiar, but I don't know from where. I just know I was growing an attraction to her.

As my sister came in to wake me up, I tried to hold on as long as I could onto the dream. I was now completely looking at this woman and I was going to do something, maybe kiss her, maybe say something. I don't know. As the dream faded out into reality I saw myself though, not my 13 year old self. But older, around 18, with long scruffy hair. My features were more defined, and I had lost weight, a lot of weight.
I awoke and was determined to write this down. It's took me an hour, but straight away I deduced that I possibly went into a coma, twice in the dream. That could explain been with two different people, at different ages.