Mystycal

So this night after reaffirming to myself dozens of times that I will lucid dream and so on, I experienced this.

Lucid Dream

At first, I was not lucid, just getting ready for bed in fact in a dream. I checked my phone as I always do to see the time - 25:16. It didn't strike me as particularly strange at all and I proceeded to lay in bed, close my eyes and fall asleep.
I dream (within the dream) that I am brushing my teeth with my brother, readying ourselves to go to sleep. At this point however I realise that I had just gone to sleep, therefore this must be a dream! I told my DC brother this but he seemed unimpressed, so I put my toothbrush down and went downstairs, stabilising the dream. After all, lucids are much more fun outside than enclosed indoors in my own house. I open my front door and go out; it is the middle of the night but it's very pleasantly warm, I'd say about 25 degrees C. Such a nice feeling.
So anyway, I descend down the steps onto the pavement and look around and there, walking towards me from the train station, is a DC with some kind of luggage. I wait for him to get to me and start a light-hearted conversation, this being one of my lucid goals.
"Very warm night today isn't it?"
"Yes, it's nice."
He seemed pretty wary of me and that's understandable. He was a balding if not completely bald small man, of a visibly anxious disposition. It was very dark so I couldn't see his face, so I thrust my hand into my left jacket pocket and took out a torch. I switched it on, although it didn't give very much light at all, so I had to shine it a few centimetres from his face to be able to see it. He didn't comment on this behaviour. We carried on conversing, and I asked him what his name was.
"Len Lesensky" - he replied. Interesting, I'd never remembered any names of DC's in my other dreams.
I gave him my full name and we continued walking towards the high street; on the opposite side of the road I saw my French teacher, who shouted, "Bonjour" to me. I shouted it back, to which he said some other thing which was supposed to mean "see you tomorrow". I nodded and walked on until we went into the Sainsbury's supermarket on the high street, at which point I decided to have some lucid fun. I started running around pushing everything off the shelves and seeing the DCs' shocked reactions. All this chaos unsettled my sleeping mind and the dream momentarily faded, but then reappeared. A security guard started chasing me so I ran out onto the street and ran in the direction of the church. I thought though that I would try to fly again, as that does not work very well usually; I oriented myself towards the sky, jumped, the dream completely dissolved and I woke up.