Alone With my Mind

Non-Dream Non-Lucid Lucid

I was in WW2 and everyone was looking up at sniper towers. I was dressed in a brown-green uniform with a rifle on my back. Everything seemed to be a shade of green-brown, including the sunless sky. The Japanese(?) snipers did not notice us hiding. My team picked up some torches and wood along with other burnable materials and walked behind a wall near the towers. We lit the wood and threw it over the wall, hoping to hit something. We didn't. So we took a huge flaming log, ran around the wall, and hurled the log at one of the towers. As tower ablaze, we shot flaming arrows at a few other towers, setting them on fire too. Finally, we heard the crash as towers fell one by one. Before we could cheer in victory, I was woken up.

Notes:
Vividness: 6/10
I always was a pyromaniac.