NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID This was a fairly long dream, and I can't remember most of the beginning. I remember one small fragment from earlier in the dream in which we'd all been in a city, maybe more of a small town. I was with a group of people, some were friends that I know and some I didn't know. We'd been split up into two groups for most of the dream, battling each other. It was late evening, so there was still some light to see by. We had to be careful to make sure the townspeople weren't aware of us battling, so we were all sneaking around and ducking behind corners. The end is clearer though. Somewhere along the line, we'd made it to a forested area. A man and a girl from the group we were against had gone off on their own, flown away, and now there was only one guy left on the opposing side. We made camp and pitched tents and the other guy's tent was right by ours, despite the fact we'd been against each other. We slept for the night, and in the morning confronted him about the two that had left him. He said he'd be joining us now, he didn't have a choice. We all knew that the other two, especially the man, were the real enemies. Somehow we ended up at a large table and began having a big, family-style breakfast before we went to end the battle. Perhaps the most random part was that one of my friends had her own little kit to make herself those doritos locos tacos, with a frying pan and cooking spray and everything. But right then my alarm went off and woke me up.