non-lucid

My dad was chasing me outside for fun. From our front yard to the neighbor's garden. I ran inside the neighbor's house and upstairs. I found a rack of wooden assault rifles. I took one out and started firing at the wall behind my father to scare him. The weapon was like a toy gun, with muzzle flash, but it didn't actually fire any bullets. I grabbed another and threw it to my dad. We then stood in cover and fired at each other. My dad's weapon fired holes in the wooden walls near me. My dad gave up and I jumped downstairs, where a girl was standing facing away from me. "Hey you! BAMBAMBAM" I shouted and fired my weapon to the side of her head, thinking it would just say bang and make a muzzle flash. To my surprise, my weapon blew the top half of her head open. She fell to the ground, and a pink substance of brain matter and blood leaked out of her head which now looked like an empty eggshell. For some reason, I mixed my semen into the substance, as I somehow thought that would make her death look like an accident.

I was sitting on the floor of an empty art museum, painting a person shrouded by his hood and wearing a gas mask. A woman yelled "are you done soon?" to which I yelled back "SHUT UUP, I'M WORKING". I finished the painting, took a towel and gently dried off the excess tar.

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I was on my knees putting my head over the railing in the spectator rows, facing the middle of some big arena.
The guy who was about to execute me tried to be dramatic and said "die in hell!" as he swung his axe over his head, so I exclaimed "wait wait stop".
"What?"
"You can't say that"
"Can't say what?"
"Die in hell. Do you realize how stupid that sounds? second, im not even in hell yet, i will be in hell AFTER I die."
"So what do you want me to say?"
"Just don't say something that is THAT stupid"
"Alright then I won't say anything at all!"
"Good then"
He then proceeded to separate my head from my body.

I woke up in my bed, feeling fresher than ever. As a person with chronic headache, this was the first time since I was little my head hasn't felt heavy. I walked out of my room to the staircase, where the light wasn't turned on. It was either evening or early morning, as it was very dark, but not too dark to hide the silhouettes of my surroundings. As I strolled down the stairs, my head and body was so heavenly light, I felt euphoric. It couldn't be real. Wait a minute.. is it real? Of course it's real.. but something doesn't seem right. No, I'm pretty sure I'm dreaming. I gained lucidity, and took my last step on the staircase. My foot touched the floor, but it wasn't the ruggy floor in the entrance room by the bottom of the stairs my foot touched. It was the tiled stones of a town center somewhere, with a fountain made of stone beside me. I looked to my left, where my old classmate Alexander stood. With frantic hand movements I asked him where the exit was. He didn't understand what I meant, so I explained to him that I was dreaming, anything I would do or change here wouldn't have one single impact on the world, and I wanted to get out where my actions mattered. By this point, my lucidity was gone, but in the dream I still knew I was dreaming. In an understanding tone, he answered that he knows the feeling. We had a long calming conversation about dreams, a much more fluent and personal conversation than the two of us had ever had, before I was back in my bed. I grabbed my phone and was inclined to call Alexander to ask if he could remember the conversation, but I realized he probably doesn't and it might be a bit stupid, which made me feel let down. I then woke up for real, feeling confused over all these false awakenings, and had to make sure I was actually awake this time.

My family received a threat that our house would get bombed. My mother frantically told me to hide in the safe-room under the kitchen counter, where the dishwasher is usually placed. So I did, and it turned out to be a small wooden cupboard. That wasn't going to protect me in any way. I left the house and walked up and down the cornfield road outside our ground, waiting for the house to get blown up. It didn't. After being out of the house for three days, my family moved back in, assuming the threat was bogus.

From a third perspective, I watched from the cornfield road. A perfect circle of Hellfire missiles shot down around our house with my family and I in it. It completely devastated the building, throwing wooden planks, dust and debris toward the center like a tornado.

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Standing on the pavement next to me, is a blonde girl with freckles under her ocean-blue eyes staring back at me. She looked as confused as I felt. "Is there a place you would like to go?" I asked. "I don't know Copenhagen very well." In a bored tone she replied: "I don't either." "Let's walk in a direction and see what we stumble into then," I suggested. "My friends and I often did this back in Århus, when we didn't know what to do." Staring at the ground in front of her she let out a tame "sure I guess". We took a stroll down the road while I tried to keep a conversation. She however seemed more interested in her own thoughts than in me, causing me to struggle with not keeping it awkward. We made it to a white bench of resemblance to one in my garden back at home. She sat on the bench, folded her hands over her legs and continued staring at me.

Had two dreams tonight, but I was too tired to write them down, and my headache was killing me, which means I forgot the first one.

I was in my bed sleeping, when my phone rang. I answered it, and it went on camera-to-camera mode. On the other end, I saw a bunch of my classmates and few from my parallel class looking at the camera. Some small-talk occurred between us, and the guy who made the call tells me to turn around. I tell him I can't, because I'm in my bed.
"Just look behind you" he says. I tell him:
"There's nothing behind me. If I turn around I will suffocate in my pillow". Another guy, Peter, then comes on and says that Communication is boring. I ask him why, but I don't remember if I got a response.
The dream changes scenario to my garden terrace. Peter is there, as well as a couple randoms which I figure are my classmates. There is a big cauldron with some green goo in it. Peter is playing around with it. We go into my father's workshop. Green goo gets spilled over Peter. We look up and see the cauldron on one of the horizontal pillars keeping the roof up.
"How the hell did that get up there, who placed it there?!".

I went to bed late and set an alarm to wake me up after about five hours and a half. I wrote down notes for two of the dreams when I woke up, but forgot what happened in the other two.

#1 I was sitting in a room I don't recognize, with a spliff in my hand. I lit it on and inhaled. I get an overwhelming feeling in my whole body, like the smoke is running through my blood. The feeling was partly comfortable and partly uncomfortable. I fall asleep with the spliff in my hand. When I wake up, half of it has been burned down. I light it up and try again. Note, I have never tried marijuana.

#2 I'm on a field by my own. It's a beach full of wet sand, with boats and small ships in the waterline, and a half-torn down house. I have been placed in a match. Me against five enemies. Instead of focusing on getting my enemies killed, I mess around with a boat, covered behind a rusty stranded ship. I'm trying to drive the boat on top of a jeep. The two vehicles function like in Battlefield 3. I get a vision of a minimap. On the minimap I can see all the five enemies being spotted, all of them around me, on the ships surrounding me. I see one of the enemies and proceed to shoot him. I fire an RPG at the next enemy. For the third, three teammates have come in to help. We crawl up a ladder, and see the enemy looking the other way, not paying attention to us.

I was standing in my driveway, looking at the blue sky. I noticed a couple rainbows crossing the heaven, then some more, and then it started whirling around with pretty rainbow-colored stripes, getting more and more intense. By the end it looked like a new years eve, except it wasn't fireworks, it was both small and large trails of rainbow flying around in the sky in their own small patterns of curves, circles and stripes. I was amazed by the sight, and looked at my father who stood beside me. He gave out a laugh and said "just wait till it gets covered". I looked at the moon who was right above us for a couple seconds. It was a big full moon, which is odd considering the sky being blue. Then all of a sudden, it was as if all the light in the world disappeared - at least from the visible area. It was as if someone turned off the sun. I fell to the ground. There was nothing but complete darkness. You couldn't see anything. The moon was dark, but had a bright halo around it. A good 10 seconds passed before the light turned on again, and I woke up.

So, we were in the future, where programs and code could be simulated into real life. I had ported my Roll The Dice mod to this simulator, however in a non-lethal manner, as since it's a real life simulation, if you kill someone, they are actually dead, they don't respawn. So of course, coding a program that could kill people would be illegal.
Now, this simulator had like a waiting room, and in it, it had a browser for simulations that you could enter, just like a server browser. I decided to pick a random from the list, and got thrown into a modified Roll The Dice - basically one with over 1000 rolls, while mine only had 150.
The simulations went on at real places that people either owned or rented, so you got ported to those places by entering the simulation.
This simulation went on on a big hangar ship. Now what happened next, while experimenting with awesome random powers, is that everyone heard a massive loud devastating explosion.
People began panicking, running away from the ship, and some said to each other that someone died.
I just stood there, wondering what the hell happened, until two unnoticed policemen grabbed my arms, lead me to the site of the explosion - which was completely trashed - and asked me why I did this
I was shocked and said I never coded this into the program, but was cut off with further interrogation.
A bypasser yelled at me: "Yeah of course you didn't. Who else could it be?"
I was taken into custody. As I was waiting there, I heard someone was messing with the lock on the door.
That same bypasser opened it up, and told me to get out.
Outside the jail, his motorcycle (futuristic of course) was parked. He told me to get on.
While he was driving me out of town at insane speed, I asked him what was happening.

"Your life is the same, Mikkel. You need something new."
"Why did you blow up the ship?"
"You're now wanted by the government as a murderer. If anyone sees you and recognizes you, they will turn you in, or due to the new laws, try to kill you."
"Why would you do that?"
We reached our stop. We were outside a small empty house covered in snow, in the middle of nowhere
He put a mechanical bracelet on my arm, grabbed onto it, and told me to spin a device on it
I did what he said, since he in the other hand held a knife. I did what he said, and I got the feeling that we were travelling back in time.
I looked into the window of the house. A girl was sitting there, not noticing us.
He told me "you know what to do" and pushed me off the motorcycle.
I didn't see the next part, but what he seemed to want, was that I went inside the house and talked to the girl.
Turned out well it seems, because the next part of the dream, a couple days later, she was my girlfriend, and in the dream I actually loved her a shit ton.
The bypasser said "I have the parts".
"For what?"
"The bomb".
He forced me to get on his ride, but never specified a reason as to why he would blow up the ship.
"Put it there and light it up" he said as he pointed to the middle of the dock. I did as told, then we both ran the fuck away.
The blast was massive.
We hid in a container. A good ten minutes later, I peeked out.
Remember how a person died? That person was my now girlfriend.
I noticed the bypasser walk off the ship.
I ran after him, knocked him over from behind, grabbed his throat and yelled, half crying "what the hell?! why, WHAT did you do that for?!"
His reply: "Because I hate you, you fucking prick."

I'm in my backyard, talking to some guy. He then tells me to call this girl, because she'd want to fuck me.
So he hands me a phone, and I say "...hello....???"
Then she says something
And the dream changes scenario. Next thing I know, I'm in a room, lying on a couch.

Some girl is lying on a table close to me, and her boyfriend is sitting with a computer in the other side of the room.
She tells me to come over, and she starts undressing herself.

I'm thinking "is her boyfriend letting her do this? uhh"
"Do you have a condom?"
"Yes" she hands me a small squared condom packet

I start unpacking it, but I'm nervous as fuck, so I try hard to keep my hands steady.
When I got it packed out
Well f**k
There was another packaging inside

When I got THAT ONE packed out

The condom has some weird things I can't even explain attached to it, like some sort of lock made of the same thing as cotton sticks

I asked the girl "What if we do it without condom" and immediately realized that was a retarded question.
She looked at her boyfriend and was like "ehhh... that's not.. I don't like feeling the sperm moving inside me"

"Well, I don't want AIDS or babies anyways."
"Oh no, I'm on the pill"
"Why the f**k are you on the pill if you don't want sperm inside you"
And that is where the dream ended.

I was on Chatroulette with a girl who seemed to be in the corner of my neighbors front yard. She flashed me her underwear, and I asked "can I have a closer look?", so she smiled and lifted up the skirt again. She looked into my eyes, and moved the panties to the left, exposing a shaved vag.
It was as if I was there with her. I was about to finger her, but she was too tight for me to get my fingers in, so I asked her to give me a show. After that, I wanted to penetrate her.
I asked her "do you have a condom?", to which she replied "ew no, I'm not gay" and disconnected, as if I implied I wanted anal sex by this. I sat there for 3 seconds, thinking "what the hell" before the dream ended.

I was at the beach, when suddenly people got attacked by a sharks. Everyone ran out of the water, but a couple people were floating around in the water, dead.
As everyone was out of the water, the sharks disappeared just as fast as they appeared. Some people tried to walk a tiny bit into the water. A big wave appeared, and this knowledge in my mind told me that it was the sharks returning as they could sense the humans in the water. One guy got mauled, and the rest stepped out of the water.
The sharks disappeared, and I now started jumping in and out of the water in some stupid way that I can't explain and would be physically impossible. A bigger wave of sharks was now on it's way, and I got out of the water.
As the sharks disappeared again, my mom now stepped into the water. She wanted to lure the sharks, and brace yourselves, a god damn tsunami of 10 meters height appeared. Everyone on the beach started running, but the tsunami caught up to us, slung us all to the top, then splashed us down by my previous school's stadium.

I wanted to try the Caspian Border map on Battlefield 3, so I entered the BF3 Beta (which in my dream had an IN-GAME server browser. Can you believe it?). I chose the map, and started playing.
Before I spawned, I saw a map showing overview as well as all my teammates' positions. I could see that all the jets were taken, so I decided to play on the field instead. I spawned with a soldier outfit and an automatic assault rifle. I was in the game, as if it was real life, however I had to control myself with an XBOX360 controller. I was placed in a large sandy field, with a couple buildings. I found a concrete tube sunk into the ground, so only 1/4 of it was above ground, which provided a good cover. I lied down inside the tube, and started camping.
I mowed about 30 enemies down, before I ran out of ammo and had to run to grab one of their guns. I swapped my weapon with one I found, and saw a pack of 7 enemies near me, trying to kill me. I dodged and ran into a building. I tried spraying them all down, but the rifle I had picked up was a 3-burst-weapon. I spammed on a trigger as much as I could before I had to reload, and proceeded further into the building through a door. An enemy was blocking my path, so I stabbed him in the throat. A couple more enemies appeared, and a couple more enemies were killed.
I walked up some stairs, and got disarmed. Two teammates were captured in the room as well, along with a bunch of armed enemies and their general. They were discussing whether to kill us or not. I took an opportunity to dash up to the general, beat him in his face until it was a bloody pulp, took his weapon, and shot the other enemies.
I cut the general's chest open and pulled his heart out. I put it in a dish full of rice pudding, and used my engineer drill to blend it out. I wrapped it in dough, and flipped it a couple times, like a pancake. Then I served it to my teammates.

The dream started off with me sitting in my living room's couch, with my laptop on my lap, watching porn. Then my little sister came into the room and sat beside me, wanting to watch what I was doing. I minimized it all, but for some reason, big thumbnails to all the images I had just watched filled my desktop. I tried to open up a program or two, to put in front of the thumbnails, but the thumbnails appeared everywhere. She asked me what that was and I said I didn't know why or where they came from.

Next thing I know, I was at a LAN, supposedly in my school, but in a supposed classroom I've never seen before. My teacher was there. He stood behind me without me noticing him, and he must have seen the thumbnails everywhere. He asked me if my laptop was infected, and I said "no, I think it's just an error, I don't know where they came from". He kept asking, and in the end I almost hammered my fist into the table and yelled at him. Then a page popped up on my screen saying:
"LOL I hacked your PC, and I was extremely efficient at it!" along with a bunch of Russian text and disturbing pictures. I figured what this virus did was redirect files from your temporary internet files (cookies) folder, to your desktop, which is not a huge damage, but can still be quite annoying.
Next thing I know, we had to get out in the main lobby, which was a big place I've never seen before either. We had to sit on the floor and watch some lame 'magician' or whatever. She asks for a volunteer. I was the only person not raising my hand. She chose me. So, she wanted me to throw some ball, for a reason I do not know. So we threw a ball around a couple times. For some reason I dropped the ball every time, even though it was some easy throws, but oh well, it's a dream designed to make me feel bad, just wait.
She told me to crawl up in a really large double-chair, like one of those chairs tennis judges sit in, just way taller. She sat beside me. I asked her how far up we were, and she replied with 50 meters. I felt my fear of being on fragile objects in extreme heights kicking in. I noticed there was a balcony beside us, so I held onto it. "Oh come on, you big pussy" she said. Then she started rocking with the chair. I told her to stop.
"What? Stop this?" she said and started rocking more. A man at the bottom yelled that I was a huge pussy, and I heard the students sitting on the floor laugh. The man started crawling up the chair, while shaking it violently. I thought fuck no and climbed onto the balcony. He laughed at me in a degrading manner and said:
"Oh what, are you going to go play your computer?". I got pissed off.
"Why yes you fucking asshole, I am."
I left, and walked into the classroom, where only 2 guys were sitting. I figured the rest was still playing audience. I wanted to play a bit of Dead Island and launched up the game. I didn't get put in the game however. As soon as I double-clicked the game's shortcut, the room turned dark and silent. The other people were gone. All lights were gone, leaving me in an Amnesia-like environment. I was scared, and walked out of the room. The whole place was dark, and everyone was gone.

I walked outside, and watched myself exit the house in a LoL/HoN/DOTA third person perspective. I saw a person at the garden gate with a green health bar (teammate), fighting off two guys with red health bars (enemies). I went to help him, and thereby we took both of them down. My perspective switched back to first person, and my teammate was gone, leaving me on my own, in a dark environment with a scary ambiance. I looked down the road, and saw a unpleasant looking pale guy with white eyes, fast and calmly walking towards me. I figured the best idea would be to flee, LoL style. I walked around the house. Every time I looked back, I saw him being a little bit closer each time.
I rounded a corner, and swiftly crawled down a ladder beneath a trapdoor. I stood on the ladder for a little while, listening for footsteps. Didn't hear a thing. Instead, two men opened the trapdoor and climbed down the ladder. I managed to jump down and hide without them noticing me. I heard them talking, but didn't understand what they were talking about. They climbed back up and walked away.