24.12.2009Tetris: Attack (Non-lucid)
NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID
I was in this grimy greenhouse type of setting. I actually had two or three dreams in this setting, but for the sake of simplicity, I shall break them up. In the first one, I was locked in a battle to the death with these evil people in a game of Tetris. The bad guys kept using sneaky attacks and moves to get the upper hand, but a true Tetris pro like myself vanquished them with ease. It was fun.
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24.12.2009Working the Greenhouse (Non-lucid)
NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID
I don't remember a whole lot about the second dream, except for the fact that there were a couple of my classmates there. They were mostly horsing around and making asses of themselves. We were working on some sort of project, and I finished early. The teacher told me to go wash my hands in one of the "clean" sinks. Many of the sinks and wash stations were pretty nasty, but I found a clean one and scrubbed up. I then passed the word on to my goofy classmates, who (of course) headed for the nearest sink of nastiness.
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24.12.2009Radio for Help (Non-lucid)
NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID
Okay, freaky little dream. I was on a hike with my sister and father. We had packed a radio, just in case we should get lost. It was a good thing we had the radio after all. We didn't know how to use it, but we found some instructions printed on an old Lifeguard chair mounted on a cliff outlooking this distant beach. The scenery was beautiful. Anyway, I climbed up the chair for a better look and almost fell down the cliff in the process. I got the instructions, though, and fed them to my sis. She set the frequency and tried dialing the station. She was using much to quiet a voice, though. It was barely a whisper, and there was some heavy-duty static to overcome. I snatched the radio and gave it a shot in a big, booming voice. Still no response from the Ranger's station. The chair mentioned backup instructions, but I didn't remember what they were. I started heading back for the chair, and the dream ended.
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24.12.2009Death on the Beach (Non-lucid)
NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID
Scary-ass dream here. I don't remember it so well now, but I do remember either being stranded on an island or escaping from an island. I really think it was the second one. I believe I was being hunted down with the intention of being shot, and I wanted no part of it. I reached the beach and felt the water; it was warm. I jumped right in and started swimming for my life. I did this sort of backfloat-feet kick-arm sway combo thing that actually worked really well. I was making good distance when a shot rang out. There was a splash nearby. I paddled faster and dove. Then the dream ended