Magic Box

I was walking around my neighborhood at twilight. The sky was starting to get dark, with streaks of orange here and there. For some reason, I decided to turn left down the street toward my friend's house. Suddenly, I saw a huge shadow on the ground, moving really quickly. It turned left just as I was about to. It was pitch black, and very long. Kind of like a giant snake in form. It also made this weird sound like scales being rubbed up on the ground while it moved past me. It all happened very quickly, and then it was gone. I stopped in my tracks. I knew what it was. It was the face stealer.

I had seen it in previous dreams, and this time, it somehow triggered lucidity. As soon as I got lucid, I heard the sound of its scales moving closer, until it just stopped. In the next instant, the shadow creature was in my face. Its head was massive, I could probably put my arms around it if I tried, which I didn't. It wasn't a shadow this time though. I could barely see its body extending infinitely, with dark green and blue scales like that of a reptile. I realized it didn't look like a snake – more like a dragon without legs. (okay maybe that's a snake already lol). The strangest thing was that its face seemed to change appearance very rapidly, like alternating between channels. I didn't recognize any of the faces though, but everytime it shifted, its eyes always looked straight at me.

I had been waiting to confront this monster for quite some time now, as it has haunted me a lot in the past. Luckily, I was lucid enough to know what to do. The face stealer was a made-up version of something I saw on TV. They are different in appearance, but they had the same motive – they would steal your face once you showed any emotion.

So I stayed still and let my face go slack. It was really hard because the creature was so scary and disturbing. Finally, I thought of an idea! But too late, it must've seen the surprise on my face. I suddenly felt my face contracting slowly. It wasn't painful, but I could feel it happening. A few seconds later, it stopped. I saw my face depicted on the face stealer's head. It was smiling eerily at me, with those crazy eyes like it wants to kill me. It was so weird seeing my face like that, and so huge.

Then I realized I couldn't talk. I tried to scream but nothing happened. I could see though. I put my hands to my face, and there wasn't anything on it. Literally. I poked the area where my eyes should've been, only smooth skin there. I apparently also didn't have a nose, though I could breathe just fine. I didn't have ears, nor a mouth. I had lost my whole face.

In a strike of perfect luck and timing, an idea popped into my lucid mind. I thought, since this was my dream, surely I could do something! I decided to be the face stealer this time. I closed my eyes (well, not really because I didn't have them, I simply chose not to see). Then I imagined the monster's face (my face) slowly contracting while I absorbed its features. I could hear the monster grunting as this was happening, until finally I only heard silence.

I opened my eyes, and saw that the monster didn't have my face anymore. No rapid shifting of faces either. It was just...a ginormous lump of coal with a scaly body. It wasn't moving either. I felt my face with my hands, and I could feel my mouth, nose, eyes, and ears – back to normal.

I flew away and never looked down. I went on to complete some goals I've been waiting to do, before I finally lost lucidity and woke up.

I get lucid spontaneously. I feel ecstatic because I am so sure it is a dream, and I somehow know that I haven't had a lucid in a while. It is nighttime, and I am outside my house, which is one of my dream signs. Perhaps that triggered my lucidity in some way? I am so caught up about gaining lucidity at last that I don't do any reality checks, and I forget to stabilize. Fortunately, the dream seems to be stable enough.

I see my friend – let's call her A – standing in front of a floating fireball. She is trying to manipulate it. Oh cool, she's a firebender. She looks at me and asks if I know how to firebend, and I say, "Yes, but I am better at manipulating fire than creating it." (Which is true, I'm a crappy firebender.) I hold out my arms, look back at the fireball, and proceed to firebend it by making it move and swish around in the air with delicate hand and wrist movements. After, I return the fireball to A, and she accepts it and suspends it in front of her.

I turn away so I could do some other things and not waste the lucidity. Suddenly, I see a little ball of electricity hovering a few inches above the ground in front of me. It was kind of sparking, and making some tiny crackling sounds. I try to manipulate it as well, but as soon as I point to it, it splits into two electricity balls – each one being the same size as the original ball. I am confused. I point at one of them, and again it splits into two. I continue pointing at them until I have about 20+ sparking balls in front of me.

I then decide to walk forward to get away again, but then the balls start electrocuting me as I come into contact with them. I run away in pain.

I stop somewhere beside the street. I decide to try to change the dreamscape. I close my eyes while thinking about being in a hotel room. I specifically choose this because I think that it would be easier to create a small room, as opposed to an outside setting with so many details. Sure enough, when I reopen my eyes, I am in a green-themed hotel room with plush couches and velvet curtains. Suddenly, a man and a woman appear behind me. They look like hotel employees. The woman says, "Oh sorry we didn't know this room was taken. We were just gonna have a quickie."

DAFUQ? O______O <<< yes that's exactly my reaction.

Slightly horrified by what I just heard, I decide to get out of the room. I see my friend – let's call her S – standing outside the door. She has crutches and some leg braces on. I am shocked because S is a dancer in real life, and that would be horrible if it came true. She starts crying, so I hug her. We stay like that for a long time, until I eventually lose lucidity and start to wake up for real.