Puffin

Type: DILD.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

This was just.... sad.

The dream began in my bedroom. The lights were all off, and it was clearly dark outside, but there was a slight level of visibility aided by a blueish nighttime glow. Because of this, colors weren't easily discernible but I could tell my bed and side table were white. My steel blue alarm clock with glowing red numbers was sitting on my side table, facing my bed.

I was sitting on my bed, minding my own business but with a bit more awareness than usual, and then my eyes caught my alarm clock. I only had to look once to know I was dreaming. It said the following...

I became lucid after double-checking with the nose-plug reality check. After all, the missing part of the last number could have been a technical error on the clock's behalf. I got up and the lighting suddenly became a bit brighter. I looked at my hands while at the same time focusing on the scenery, so I could stabilize the dream a bit more. I then walked through my bedroom door and into the hallway, down the hallway and towards the front door. I usually exit the house like this, even though I could just go through my bedroom door and expect anything to be on the other side. But the door was open so I didn't think about this.

The whole house's lights were off, but with the same slight glow. I grabbed the doorknob and tried to open it. It didn't move at all, or even turn.
I tried a few times but nothing I did made it open. I was now getting an eerie premonition from the area around me, and I had a gut feeling that the dream was going to turn into a nightmare. I closed my eyes and fell backwards to get out, because I'd never felt as freaked out as I did now.

I was back in my bed, awake this time.

I did a WBTB so I'd have a chance of having another lucid. I opened my bedroom door, walked to the kitchen and got a glass of water, and came back into my room. By the time I settled back into bed, around five minutes later, I heard buzzing. I immediately leapt to my feet, did a quick reality check, and realized there was a freaking mosquito in my bedroom.

It took forty minutes to kill the thing.
I didn't have any other dreams once I got back into bed.