Magic Box

I see a man and a woman jogging around the perimeter of a small house. I guess it's theirs. They both have jogging pants and t-shirts on, as well as sweatbands on their wrists and forehead. I notice that they just keep going around in circles. They don't even notice I'm here.

I become lucid. I pinch my nose and rub my hands. Everything is a bit hazy but no matter how much I rub my hands, the visuals don't improve. This will do.

Immediately, I think about doing the tasks of the month, but soon realize that I already have. Then I think about trying the task for last month, which was to possess someone. I am really curious how that one feels like.

The woman stops near me and takes out her ringing cell phone from her pocket. She flips it open and talks into it, speaking in my native dialect. I slowly approach her, and she doesn't seem to see me. I hug her from behind, and she wriggles, yelling "Naunsa man ko?! (What's happening to me?!)"

Then, carefully, I phase through her body, until she finally stops moving. I realize that I feel very uncomfortable, like some part of my body was itchy and I just can't pinpoint where exactly. I figure that it must be the woman, trying to control her own body, but she can't. I move my newly acquired arms around a bit, testing them out. I think about flying away, but quickly decide against it, since I usually lose lucidity when I do so. I then proceed to walk toward the house.

My new meat-suit is still very uncomfortable to be in, it feels itchy all over. As I approach the door, the woman's husband stops and asks me to continue jogging with him. I say no, but suddenly my body starts to jog in place. I try to will myself to stop, but I can't seem to. I decide to leave the woman's body, but I can't seem to either. I lose lucidity thereafter.

Soon enough, the man and I are jogging side by side, going in circles around their house. I stay there, trapped in the body of the woman I possessed.

I am sitting on a very high dirt mound. I'm looking at a deserted town below me. The place looks arid and dead.

Out of nowhere, someone pushes me down. I put my arms out in front of me to break my fall, but they suddenly turn into roots. Yes, roots. They look like dry roots of a plant. They start from my fingertips, quickly creeping up and turning my arms into roots.

I think, "How..? This is a dream! AWW YES!!". I become lucid. At the same moment, I start rolling down the dirt mound. I imagine myself stopping, but nothing happens. I am still rolling. A few seconds after, I notice that I have completely gone off the dirt mound, but I am still rolling on the ground. I try to fly away, morph, change the dream scene, but nothing works. I remember thinking to myself how crappy my dream control is.

I'm still rolling on the ground, feeling sick. I try to turn to my left, success! At least I can control the direction I'm rolling towards.

It isn't long before I start to lose lucidity, what with all the rolling and crappy control.

And that's it. That was the day I became a tumbleweed.