Pickman

The dream starts off non-lucid with me sitting in front of a TV screen watching something (a surfing video?) while chatting to a blonde, middle-aged woman who I am aware is a spirit entity rather than a physical human. We start by talking about haunted houses and the paranormal, before going into more personal matters. Then we lose contact and it's just me and the TV.

I wake up, write it all down for about five minutes before going back to sleep.

In my next dream, I find myself in the world of The Walking Dead. The group of survivors I'm with are American teenagers - possibly "Spring Breakers" (I'm not American, and I'm only familiar with this from US films and TV shows.)

In this world, some of the zombies manage to communicate that they are still at least partially human and that they mean no harm. At one point, I remember chatting to a zombie woman about some fairly mundane stuff.

Then I am in a local cemetery, where I find the entrance to a dungeon-like place underground, like something out of D&D. The place is filled with goblins, armed and guarding something on the other side of a river of lava.

This is where I become lucid. While figuring out how to get to the other side, I realize that I need to take a piss, and I decide that this is more important than fighting goblins.

Even though they have noticed me on the other side, and start moving into position to attack me, I decide that I can't be bothered with this fight and just need to find somewhere to relieve myself.

There is a bridge across the lava, and it was here that I actually find a goblin toilet, in a stone outhouse on the bridge. It is basically a domed lid on the floor. I pick it up to find it is just a hole in the ground. I didn't think this was of a good enough standard, so I went to the other side of the bridge and just pissed into the lava.
No one attacked me, but half-way through, I noticed the spring breakers above moving into the lava. I narrowly avoid pissing on them. Then I woke up.

Thankfully, I'm not one of those people who dream of going to the toilet before waking to find that they've wet the bed. That would have been a real pain in the ass to deal with.

First dream:

I am on a night out with pretty much everyone I have ever known. We are in a local nightclub, and I feel bad about ignoring a young woman I work with when she was standing alone. But instead of chatting to her, I leave and head towards a corridor filled with lockers. I put my backpack in a locker (why I took my backpack on a night out, I don't know).

I head outside into the street where some other people I know are, and I start to get paranoid about my bag. I decide to go back in and check on it, and this is where I became lucid.

In the locker room, I see an old woman I used to work with until she retired. I never liked her very much. She says something to me, and I decide to respond in gibberish - completely random words - just to see how she reacts. She responds like I said something that made sense, which I found strange.

I decide to see if I can damage her somehow with my mind, since this is my dream. I advance on her, projecting "malevolent energy", hoping to tear a hole through her.

It doesn't work. She just backs away and laughs nervously. I decide to turn around and leave before my aggression wakes me up, but I did wake up.

I performed a WBTB for 10 minutes, then went back to sleep for my second lucid dream.

Second dream:

I'm in a similar building, not sure if it is the same one, but it looks alike. For some reason, I am aware that I am starting a masters degree in Fashion, and I am questioning the wisdom of this move.

I became lucid shortly after this. This is when I saw an attractive woman in the building. I talk to her, then guide her into a private room where we could take things further. There is a single bed in this small, cluttered room, and I tell her to sit down.

Just as I am about to make my next move, some other woman I know bursts into the room for no apparent reason. So I guide her onto the bed next to the other DC, and just as I am thinking about where to take this next, I wake up.

Third dream:

I think I DEILDed straight into a third lucid dream. I am outside in my area at night, and there is a big Halloween party going on in the street. Everyone is drunk. All I did was wander around, lucid, until I woke up again.

I can't remember if I actually woke up, or if I went straight into a false awakening, because I remember dreaming about waking up in a strange place in public. There was a procession of women in pink walking past me. It was short-lived, and I wasn't even lucid.