LMR's Mental Adventures

Slept on the couch last night, with no self-hypnosis/meditation or really anything.

I'm on a bus for middle school but people from high school are there too. There is a girl on the bus talking about lucid dreaming, so I go on Facebook and see that she's a moderate beginner, meaning she isn't a complete natural but she's getting there, I see that she's asked her mom for a guide for lucid dreaming. I get really excited and all I can remember is trying to tell her that I'm a lucid dream too. But she won't talk to me because for some reason she thinks I would be a bad influence.

It's dark and raining, and I'm running through the grass. But I get this bad vibe and look down and see that a snake is moving around on the ground. (I have a deathly fear of snakes) I'm running to get a weapon to kill it and I see my grandma running over towards it. It's going towards my neighbor's house but I guess someone kills it because when I look back it's dead and lots of others are dead with it. I'm running to stand on the porch. I look around and see a huge machine used for construction, I realize that it's a way to get back home, if I can only get on top of it. I can't get to the top of it because of all of the snakes on the ground, some are dead some are alive. I'm contemplating jumping in the spaces between the snakes but that's too much of a risk, so I don't. Then the rest is forgotten.

I get transported by some aliens (that look like humans) to their planet. But it's more like a "you'll have to fight for your survival" type thing. I'm in a room with another person I don't know, he's blonde and fit. The aliens say we'll have to fight to leave but I don't want to fight him and he doesn't want to fight me, eventually I realize that I'm going to have to fight him eventually, we both agree to fight but with no bad intentions, just because someone has to get out. So I pick up my weapon (like a boss) which I think is either a toy truck, a big toy truck, or a 2 by 4 board. He isn't as good with his that I am with mine so I easily knock it out of his hands, then I hit him again and his shirt is ripped off. I tell him I have no bad feeling and let him pick up his weapon but he's still not good with it and he's standing right on the edge of the room (because one side doesn't have a wall and just drops off. So I knock him off, and scream "Now let me out!" They refuse.
[Forgotten material]
Now I'm in a big grocery store. But I'm trying to hide because I ran away and they're looking for me. (And it now it's forgotten, I can kinda remember some stuff but not enough to write anything.)