Mystycal

First Dream Fragment

My house in Poland. Out on the terrace on the left wing is a puppet suspended by strings from the planks of wood. There is some kind of myth that during the night, the puppet turns into a monster. I mutilate the puppet for the fun of it and it gets dark, and a Frankenstein's monster-type thing grows out of the puppet and wants to kill me.

Second Dream Fragment

I'm building some kind of army base, RTS style, painting the different objects different colours as I place them. The setting is a grassy plain. The dream is of a top-down view.

Third Dream Fragment

I'm in a town, floating around not as a person but as a viewpoint again. I'm painting houses so they don't look as grey as they normally do. Someone to my right tells me to inspect a house, and a GUI element at the bottom of my view pops up and shows who lives in the house. Their face is CGI, like in The Sims series. They work in IT support.

Fourth Dream Fragment

I'm walking towards what's supposed to be my school. A teacher from my school is following me, so I just walk into the school. I then place my bag on a table inside and open it using a zip. There's a small gun inside, so, surprised, I close the pocket back up and open another one, looking for some kind of lesson timetable. There's a sense that this is my school, and yet I have never been inside it and don't know its layout or the lessons I have. I don't find anything like a timetable and the bell goes. Everyone starts moving to get to their lessons, while I try to figure out how to close my bag, which has lost both its zips and is just essentially a piece of cloth with random exercise books on it. I try to wrap them like a tortilla, but nothing comes of it.

Fifth Dream Fragment

I put on the school uniform from my primary school, which still fit me perfectly, and I went down the road to a litter bin to throw away the piece of litter I had in my hand. My sister was there, much smaller than she is, and she waved to me and followed me. All the while there was a boy following her and trying to talk to her, and she mainly ignored him. I then went back.

Sixth Dream Fragment

The sixth dream felt the coolest. I was in some strange version of medieval Venice and walked through its streets as a voice-over man told of some weird version of fictional Venetian history, and as he mentioned things, they happened around me. Things soon descended into something resembling a civil war and there were soldiers with massive blunderbusses shooting at rioters. I hid in a shop and saw that J was there too. We stood next to each other and watched the chaos. A fat soldier took aim at us with the blunderbuss but it didn't fire, he looked surprised.
-Recall Blank-
Then we are having a pizza-eating contest still in Venice, outside the shop. The contest is between two Venetian families and we're just there as onlookers, but we still get our share of pizza, which was delicious. Apparently that's how 'Venetians' resolved conflicts - through pizza eating contests.