Zukin's Dream Journal! <3

Backwards Dimensions

I was with a group of friends and we didn't have a place to live so we decided to stay the night in the old house where I used to live. I was creeped out just being there, but I didn't tell the others why. I kept seeing things in the corner of my eyes and kept getting weird vibes. The house was a mixture of the old house in its original form and the new house.

Everyone had gone to bed but I was still awake. I went to the kitchen. Here I just decided to become lucid. More often than not, I already just know that I am dreaming but I don't really care enough to change the scene.

I was standing across the kitchen counter. It was night outside. I was holding a gun, and I don't know why. I wanted one last confirmation that it was a dream, however, if I had even a doubt that it was a dream I would have never performed this action.

I took my gun and then shot the window twice. I looked away and looked back. My suspicions were validated when I saw that the window had instantly repaired itself and went back to its normal state.

With masochistic pleasure I shot my hand. I laughed when the bullet hit my palm and just instantly dissolved. I had landed myself in a Zukin Dream Night. When it's day time everything is pure and fine, but when night time hits and I am lucid, creepy things run about!

I decided to be a part of the creepy lurkers and ran upstairs through the darkness and into the bathroom. I switched on the light but it didn't turn on. I realized quickly that I should have known that the light wouldn't turn on!

I looked at myself through the mirror. In the darkness I could barely make out my eyes. My reflection seemed to mirror not my actions, but what I was thinking. With sinister eyes, my reflection beckoned me to come through the mirror.

I climbed on the cabinet and touched my hand to the mirror. My reflection did the same as I and I pushed through the solid glass and into the next dimension. I stood there, now, with my reflection wondering if she was me or if I was her.

This dimension that I had been enticed into did not feel any kinder than the previous. It felt backwards and sinister. Realizing this, I stepped backwards and away from my hungry reflection until it was too late to realize that I had walked backwards into an even lower dimension.

The way to best describe this is when you have two mirrors across or adjacent to each other and these mirrors reflect off of each other and in the mirror you can see what looks like an infinite amount of mirrors continuing on forever. I kept walking backwards into the next mirror down, and I continuously did this about six or seven times until I had reached such a low point of existence that I was sort of shocked awake and lucid again.

I had been watching my reflection being eaten by some kind of swamp monster - even the hunter had been hunted in this low dimension. I immediately jumped back forward again and started leaving in the way I came, passing through six or seven mirrors and dimensions until I returned to the dimly lit bathroom from which I came.

Fun fact: This was the first time in my entire life that I have dreamed of a zombie apocalypse.

Zombie Portal

I was in a darkened store. We had discovered that the elevator had broken.

The elevator had turned into a portal for zombies.

We teamed up and got as many weapons as we could from the store, shovels, knives, etc - anything sharp or deadly. I was left with sharp little darts. They would only be effective if I could attack the zombies from a distance. I remember that I was wearing a yellow jacket. The jacket had pockets in the front where I could keep my extra darts.

The zombies would come out from the elevator portal. Their flesh was falling off of their face. We tried to kill as many as we could on the first round, but many would escape to seek prey around the store.

Joe and I decided to go and hunt the rogue zombies. We were disappointed and disheartened to find many of our teammates dead on the floor. If they were bitten by the zombies, they too would also become a zombie soon.

We spotted a rogue zombie and I began throwing my sharp darts at it. I was surprised at how well they worked. Straight through the heart!

Unfortunately, they only worked so well. The zombie continued to creep towards me. Once it got close enough to me, I could recognize that it was the face of a fellow peer. The face was now disfigured, gray, and emotionless. Stripped of any liveliness that it once contained.

I didn't have a knife to defend myself, so I pushed the darts through his body and knocked the zombie to the floor. It took me down with it for a fight to the death. I didn't know zombies could bleed, but I figured that they could when I began to engage in Zukin Slaughter (a term for when I begin to overkill my enemy).

Once the zombie had been slaughtered, I proceeded to find Joe.

I took him from his slaughtering and lead him down a long dark hallway, in which he protested every minute of as it was very very creepy. The hallway was something out of a Harry Potter castle. Dark and wet and arched. Because there wasn't any life here, there also wasn't any zombies.

I took him to what was supposedly my dorm.

"Joe, I need to die," I pleaded.

"Why?" He asked.

"They got me," I returned. I showed him my stomach. The top part had been lacerated so badly all that was visible in the moonlight that poured out from the window was blood.

"I don't want to become one of them," I whispered.

In that moment, Joe had a powerful vision. He saw all of the names of the survivors etched in gold. All of the names of the heroes.

"I need to help them," He assured, "quiet, listen." We heard footsteps outside of the door. We weren't sure if it was zombie or human.

"I need to go," Joe announced. And I was left there in the quiet dorm with the moonlight as my only companion. The door was locked behind him as he left.

Mean Chick

I was moving into the dorm. Mine was a mess. Somebody had left all of their belongings here last year.

I remember being at an auditorium. There was a girl sitting next to me who had very short platinum blonde hair. She took my hand in a strange protective manner.

There was also a girl who was being mean spirited. She was getting physically violent with the other girls.

What interests me the most about this dream though was the girl with the short platinum blonde hair. She followed me throughout the dream.

In my DJ I also wrote "syringe and self hate"...Yeah I don't really know what I meant by that

Descending into a Smothered Consciousness

I was at a speakeasy in the middle of the 1920s. The bar was crammed tonight. There was a pianist in the background and I was smoking a cigar. I was a flapper in the right crowd.

I was engaging in a conversation with a man when I began to notice that people were leaving towards the back of the bar. Curiously, I followed them to see what the rush was.

I discovered that they were all trying to go up a staircase in the back of the bar. I pushed past them to see where and why they were so desperately trying to go.

The rustic staircase winded up to a lonely attic where I found a door.

I opened the door.

And I saw stairs going back down again. But, these stairs were different. I was now out of time and out of place. I was in our era, but in the fire escape of an abandoned, vandalized building.

The stairs were lit up, as if calling to me, and I could see the dim spray paint letters on the wall. I sat down on a step, slipped, and then SLID down the stairs.

I was sliding down them as if there were no steps at all, just a smooth angle. Lights rushed past me and I felt my consciousness sinking deeper and deeper.

After that strange experience of sliding down four flights of stairs warp speed I tried to stand up.

I felt strange.

I felt as if my awareness had suffocated, my body felt heavy and I just wanted to collapse where I was. It felt like I was being drowned out by anesthesia.

I looked around and wondered how I would get back to the bar. It was dark in here, there were no more lights to guide me along.

From observing, I saw that I had two options.

My first option would be to continue on in the fire escape. I saw that there was another flight of stairs that I could take down, but in the middle there was a large gap. I might be able to jump over that. But what pushed me away from this option was that there was a hooded man standing in front of the gap. He stood there as still as a sign post. I felt as if he was a trap. I was already about to collapse, and this would make the perfect opportunity for a predator to capitalize.

The second option was a gleaming EXIT sign to the right of me. Naturally, this may have been a first choice for anyone.

Except, when I opened the door under the EXIT sign, I saw a bloody dead body on a tile floor.

I wasn't sure I wanted to take any of the aforementioned routes. But, I had to take the lesser of two evils, so I took the second option and walked past the dead body.

The door lead into a small convenience store. I was still feeling horrible, and I needed help. I felt myself losing consciousness and called out.

A woman answered my calls. I was interrogated by her to provide details of what happened and she requested me to show her this strange staircase.

We went back through the door from where I came. However, there was no longer a staircase.

We found ourselves in this strange nether region. The region was hilly and large, and we could see that on both regions there were doors. We believed that perhaps one of those doors held the answers to what we were searching for.

We split up, and I took the western door and she took the eastern door.

We quickly discovered that near each door out of the nether, there were strange little beings ready to attack us. They are hard to describe. They looked like little inter-dimensional robot things. For the time being, we called them 'caviar'.

These robot beings varied in fighting skill. Many of them were easy to just knock off, but others seemed like they just wouldn't die.

For a second, I woke up.

Before I could reach for my DJ, I instantly felt myself sliding back down that winding staircase, descending deeper and deeper into the murky depths and again feeling that horrible feeling of smothered consciousness. I couldn't escape it.

I slid down to the bottom of the staircase. Instead of winding up in the strange room with the malicious man, I was now in a rustic room with odds and ends everywhere.

I realized that I was on the western side of the door where the woman and I had tried to open.

The antique objects spoke to me and told me that I would need something to defend myself out there, because the robot beings were ready for attack. They gave me a shield. It was black and red. Seeing that I was also barefoot, they equipped me with old boots and gave me a sword. I thanked them, and was awoken externally.

That Familiar Feeling

I was in the lobby of Jin's apartment, even though he didn't live here.

The floor of the lobby had a complex circular design. There was ice on it. Slushy ice, that was melting.

"I feel...like I have dreamed this two or three times before..." I whispered, feeling the ice beneath my fingertips.

"Let's go," Jin directed. We went up to his apartment where his brother was. His brother looked like a miniature DJ Ravine.

His apartment was on more than one story. The kitchen would be on a different floor than the bedrooms. It was really fascinating.

He showed me his bedroom. It was blue. In the middle was a bunkbed. Off to the side there was a bathroom that connected to his bedroom, and near that was a shelf.

"I have definitely dreamed this before..." I whispered. I couldn't shake that strong feeling of familiarity.

It was night time. I was at somebody's house. I didn't know them. They were crying and mourning.

They were outside and I was there trying to comfort them.

I looked up to the moon. It fizzled, turned blood pink, and little beads of pink light arose from the center and aligned themselves in a circle around the moon.

I looked online, when I woke up, to see if I could identify that symbol anywhere but I didn't have much luck. I saw a picture of it on one of the charts, but there wasn't any explanation of it.

I was surprised to see such a symbol in the sky. In the dream I knew that it was giving me guidance towards something, that I had a greater purpose in this dream.

I was going back inside the house when I noticed that the moon had gotten exponentially closer to the Earth. The Moon now filled up the greater majority of the sky. I had never seen such a majestic view of it. I could see every crater in ridiculous vividness.

I decided to just sit there and stay awhile.

A bunch of my friends decided to have a sleep over. I have no idea whose house we were at. We were in an upstairs bedroom that had two twin beds in it with hard wooden floors. There was a window on the back wall and a closet on the side wall near the window.

Everyone was asleep. I couldn't sleep, so I was reading through my physical dream journal, laughing at all of the silly notes I make.

Suddenly, I felt a strange feeling.

I heard this awful noise, it was like a creaking/ripping sound.

I looked over, and noticed that Joe, who was occupying one of the twin beds, was laying in a pool of blood. There was blood dripping off of his arms and down to the wooden floors. His girlfriend, who was occupying the other single bed, had also mysteriously died as well.

I rounded up everyone else that was at the sleepover and we called the ambulance.

As we waited for the ambulance I let Brian read my dream journal.

"It's all your fault!" He yelled.

"What? Why?" I asked.

He flipped to a page in my dream journal where I described the horrible death of Joe and his girlfriend, it was almost the exact same dream as this one.

"You should have known this was going to happen!" He yelled out.

I was in tears. I couldn't believe that I had lost another great friend.

I looked over and noticed that a rocking chair in the room was rocking itself.

I was running from the government. They were men in suits watching, waiting, and chasing.

I could defy the laws of physics, and that is how I was able to escape - but barely. I could run at unquestionable speeds and leap over any obstacle.

They had guns and knifes. It didn't particularly bother me, it just occasionally captured my attention.

I know I couldn't completely defeat them for now, but I could escape for the time being.

I sprinted until time bended warped around me. Until I had run into another place and era.

I saw people standing on a green lawn. The sky was blue and it was a perfect summer day. I had ran straight into a completely different dream. I went from a dreary cityscape to a perfect summer day in the country. I could smell the fresh cut grass and the excitement in the air.

I also felt the presence of someone I used to know.

I looked over and saw an old friend of mine. I had known him a couple years ago. He was the German exchange student who I became good friends with. I had missed him so much.

I leaped into a hug and felt his wonderful warm energy. I knew that this could be a dream, but he wasn't. No dream character has energy that shines so brightly.

"I have missed you too much," I told him. We recalled our days of when we knew each other, and perhaps future days of meeting up again.

We were interrupted by the damn government again.

My karate class was having their training at a different location tonight. They said it was gonna be BIG.

We met in an auditorium. There was a giant metal cage in the middle of the room.

I saw that my neighbor was here! I didn't know that she did karate!

I did a reality check, but everything turned out to be normal. I was just in a state of disbelief.

The instructor introduced the metal cage as a fighting and defense scenario. There were mechanical punching arms that would come out of the walls and the person inside the cage would have to block, while trying to escape.

My neighbor was the first to try it out.

She got inside the metal cage and waited for a minute. Waited for something to happen...

One of the mechanical arms came out of the wall and she blocked it immediately. She climbed up the chain-link-fence walls and disappeared.

A minute later, we saw her ziplining down the room from the ceiling! She was like a ninja!

Everyone immediately wanted to try their skills inside the fighting box.

I was just sitting on a bleacher, finding it pretty interesting, but not really caring one way or the other.

I was selected to be the first one to go forth. I tried to pass it up, but I was shoved forcefully inside.

The inside of the box did not look at all like it did from the outside. I felt as if I had been teleported somewhere else.

I was in a house...at the base of a staircase. The house had a strong Victorian style. It was dimly lit, but light poured out from a door that was ajar. I heard people talking.

I heard the faint whispers of plotting coming from the room with the door that stood ajar. And then I heard another voice. A voice that did not come from the room, but perhaps from my own head. It told me to stay away from the walls. And to stay on the staircase for now. Not to continue on.

I heard the floor creaking near me. I stood ready to fight.

A woman came from around the corner and instantly attempted an attack. I kicked her in the face and she was out.

This pattern of random people attacking continued about ten more times until they stopped coming and I decided to climb the stairs.

At the top of the stairs the layout of the house changed dramatically. Instead of continuing to be a house, the layout changed to strange tunnels and theater catwalks. People were still coming at me...but they had changed. They were now harder to fight. Instead of being instantly knocked out when I kicked them, they would just get back up again. Even if I pushed them off of the top of the catwalk.

I used many different styles, but I discovered that my strength was kicking. It had the most power for me.

One woman was really smart though. She looked around sixteen and had brown hair with braids. I had attempted to kick her, but she grabbed my leg, smiled, and twisted me to the ground. I thought I was a goner but I managed to get back on top of her and push her off of the theater catwalk. I watched her fall to her death and she left my mind...

I was fighting off someone else. When I had defeated them I turned around to move on and she was standing directly behind me.

She scared the shit out of me. I knocked her down and just kept running. These people weren't dying anymore!!!

I ran to the last section of the house. It was in a cave-like tunnel. There were four girls. Each of them were strong in their own ways, as I figured out.

"I am Katya. And I am a telepathic," she announced to me. She looked sly and motioned for me to come at her. I was planning to hit her with a sidekick.

"Sidekick," Katya assured before I had attacked, and defended herself appropriately.

I wasn't sure how to attack her. I thought that I should attack her with one style, and then instantly switch to a different kick right before, so that she has little time to prepare. Of course, even thinking about it would be futile.

All four of the girls attacked, and all of the people that I had not finished off in the last room, and I was completely lost.

"Stop! Stop! Stop!" I yelled, "How am I even supposed to defend myself?"

"You're doing it wrong," Katya explained, "this is harder. You must now kill, not defend. You can't play offense when you are obsessed with defense."

"And what better to kill with, than a sword?" Katya hinted. When I thought about how I didn't have a sword, she whispered, "This is no longer reality. You can imagine what you please."

I envisioned a sword. A powerful one, that would respond to me.

The base of the sword was blue and white. The blade of the sword was white, but almost translucent. It had beautiful jagged edges. It was perfect for me.

I fought deftly now. And when I proved myself, the girls and I fought against a giant dragon. With determination and power, we obliterated it.

Scalpel's Sword

My friend and I were climbing a mountain. It was supposed to be like Mt LeConte, but it was a lot steeper and treacherous. There were more places to lose footing and fall off the side of the mountain and more things to have to navigate.

We made it to a section of the mountain designated as the top for those who could not continue. It was the true top of the mountain, but it wasn't the highest point. To get to the highest point, one would have to climb on man made structures, like an obstacle course.

Having reached the true top, we looked up and saw what looked to be a net above us. A little bit passed us were rocks that were attached to the net. It looked dangerous to walk under.

My friend was really paranoid about the rocks falling, so I went first to show her that it would be OK.

Once we made it pass that, there was a wooden staircase that went both up and down. I remembered from another dream, maybe a year ago, that if you went down then you would come into a room with a screaming lady who was trapped and clawed things into the wall.

I'm trying to search for this dream in my DJ...but my DJ is becoming too big to easily search for things anymore. That is really annoying. >.> Anyways, I wish I could prove it, but I find it really cool now how some dreams are just coming together like a puzzle.

I continued to climb up the stairs. I came into a room I had to climb up awkwardly placed stairs, three feet apart, to press a button and open a box that had a hint for me.

Once I had done so, I read the hint. It read: Go into the bar. Tell the woman that you would like a Scalpel's Sword. Be ready to fight.

I found the bar. I looked at the woman, and whispered Scalpel's Sword. She knew exactly what I meant, and leaped up from the counter and we began fighting, I woke up though.

SHAPESHIFTING!!!

I WISH I remembered ALL of this dream.

I had VERY high lucidity in this dream, and VERY high clarity.

I was thinking about what I should do with this lucid dream, when I realized that I didn't have any lucid goals!

I didn't know what the Nightstalker Task was, I didn't know what the Task of the Month was, I didn't feel like going to the MDRC , so I had to decide something.

I decided on practicing shapeshifting.

I was standing in the grass, looking at my shadow.

I watched as my shadow became the shape of a lion or a tiger, and felt the transformation. It was wicked.

There was someone else there with me, but I forget who.

I remember running around as a lion/tiger, feeling how strange this felt.

Parasitic Invasion

I was in the store with my mother. I kept finding interesting pins on the ground, one said "It's all about the PLUR!" I liked the pin, and stuck it to my shirt.

I was heading back...When everything went silent. Background noise - GONE. Everyone around me - FROZEN.

It was like something out of The Happening.

I stood there for a moment, completely confused. I did a reality check but everything came back normal.

The lights flickered.

I slowly continued to walk until I found mom. She was not frozen like the other people.

I tried talking to her, and then the power went out. Everything was black.

When the lights came back on she was gone, and standing in front of me was a woman with worms coming out of her. She looked like Medusa, but all over.

I decided to GTFO at that point.

The dream skips, and now I am living in a hotel with a friend of mine. The parasitic worm invasion has spread and we are trying to keep it out. It's dark outside, and dark inside. The power has gone out, making visibility dim.

We hear creaking, warping noises coming from outside the room. We know that they are near us.

In the darkness I barely see the worm infested humans creeping towards us.

We decide it is time to go and set this HOTEL ON FIRE.

We quickly grab our things in the darkness and try to run past the masses of worms. We almost make it out, when I realize that I have to go back in to get my car keys.

I'm having trouble running quick enough. We put a bomb in the hotel so that it would explode at any minute. I'm worrying about my friend outside the hotel, hoping she is safe.

I grab my keys and dart out the door. I look back at the hotel...and instantly wish I hadn't.

The hotel...the entire freaking thing...was covered in GIANT worms. Worms that were boring through the walls and coming back out to get us.

I unlock my car door...But my friend has been seized by one of the worms!

I grab a (convenient) blowtorch and blast the worms away. We pile in the car, and the hotel EXPLODES and leaves behind a giant mushroom cloud.

We drive into the city, where nearly half of the population is infested. We decide to gather some healthy individuals so we can band together and fight them off.

We kill masses of parasitic worm people, until I lock eyes with a girl sitting on a small set of stairs with a few other people. She has curly red hair, and looks to be in her 20s.

She instantly gets up and rushes over to us. She attacks skillfully and we realize that she is the creator of the parasitic worm invasion. If we can kill her, this madness can end.

Once we finish her off, her skill shrivels and we find a key in her heart. It looks as if someone stabbed it into her. We wonder what the key unlocks.

Zukin or Zukin?

I'm at Joann Fabrics. I'm deciding whether I should cosplay Queen Zukin or Evil Zukin. Evil Zukin is cuter by miles, but I really like the story behind Queen Zukin. I have trouble deciding.

I was at a rave that was just beginning. People were setting up tents. There wasn't many people there yet.

I left the building and stood on the sidewalk. I saw Akira walking down the street with some of his friends. Wait...HOLY SHIT IT'S AKIRA!

I ran into his arms and gave him the biggest hug ever!!!

I asked him if he could stay awhile and rave.

He said that he couldn't stay too long, because they were on a trek to a destination.

We went inside the building and danced together. It was still near empty but the music was just beginning to play. It was oldschool EDM. We danced together and put our hands up to the lights. I was so happy to finally be with him. I didn't want him to have to leave again, I wanted to stay in this moment forever. He told me that he had to leave again and I watched him walk away.

Some other people came in, and started dancing. I found some kandi that I had made a long time ago on the floor. I had given it to Mike, and it looked as if he tried to add onto it but it didn't really work. I wondered if Mike would be here tonight.

"Do you know if Mike is coming tonight?" I asked Moo, as if she'd actually know who he is.

"We were actually going to go and find him tonight. It seems as if he has gotten himself into some trouble."

I went with AT, Moo, and a few others to find Mike. We were completely off the grid and somewhere really sketchy.

"He's surprisingly easy to find these days. Just look for the rundown buildings," Moo whispered as we climbed the fire escape of an abandoned skyscraper. The lights were flickering a sickly green and there were puddles between the flights of stairs. There was graffiti on the walls and my shoes splashed in the water as we continued.

We exited the staircase and found ourselves in a dim room. There was a bad odor in the air. In the corner was Mike, huddled on the ground. There were a few syringes on the floor. Moo ran over to him and we tried to help get him out of here.

Real life - Akira texted me and told me that he had dreamed of me that night also.

Pyramids and Statues

I remember that I was traveling through a narrow trench between two very large cliffs.

We arrived to an area with pyramids and statues of gods and goddesses.

In one area, instead of steps to the top of the pyramids, there were statues of gods that you had to walk on and climb to reach the top. I fell at the top, but landed on both feet safely.

Sean the Stalker

I might omit this dream, I haven't decided yet.

I was with a friend in the park. There was something chasing us. It looked like a skeleton man. It was chasing more than just us though. Sometimes the man would disappear for awhile, then come back to haunt us. We watched in horror as it killed another man about a half mile away from us.

The dream skips here.

Her and I are now in my house. We are being stalked by a man named Sean. He was about 5'8-9, around 18-19 years old, and Asian. We know that he is the same guy as before, and we think that he is not from my dream (which should have caused me to become lucid). I have seen him before, but I don't know where.

He has a knife, and he is sadistically waving it around in front of us. My friend and I are hiding in the closet, trying to be quiet so he won't know where we are. The suspense is killing us.

I know that he is in the same room and I know I need to attack him. But attacking him won't do anything. I need to surprise him.

I burst out of the closet and leap into his arms with a giant kiss. He was surprised, alright, and wildly amused.

He told us that he had to leave for awhile, and that he would come back in another dream.

He did.

Rest of the dream is secret!

I was at SD's house. We were hanging out and he was having a party. He showed me a cool website that was a lot like grooveshark, except one would reserve certain songs for certain says. The front page had a calendar of the week with songs lined up on it.

"Do you hear that...?" He whispered.

"No...I don't hear anything..." I responded.

"Shh...Sounds very low, very bassy..." He added.

I didn't hear anything. We went to the bouncy house in front of his house and I finally heard what he was talking about. Somebody was playing their guitar outside!

He came inside the bouncy house and started rocking out. I tripped and accidentally bounced into the netting on the backside of the bouncy house...And when I did, I had a strange vision. It was like for a moment I had poked my head into someone else's dream.

There was something strange about what lay past the white netting of the bouncy house. Very strange and curious. I pushed myself into the netting. It was like trying to walk through elastic saran wrap.

I began to see that I was traveling through a psychedelic tunnel. On the sides of the tunnel were sometimes snippets of scenes and people as if they were on film, acting out their lives as if everything was normal.

I saw a scene of a guy I knew, he was sitting in a locker room alone. I pushed my way into the scene, until I was standing there with him.

"Woah, woah, woah, shorty!" He said as he realized that I was standing there.

"What's up?"

"You look like...A shiny, glossy, metallic person from another dimension!" He exclaimed.

I looked down at myself and chuckled. Indeed, I looked exactly that!

I sort of looked like that guy above, but more gray metallic.

"So, what are you doing?" I asked.

"Waiting here for my parents to come. We're supposed to do some weird family photo together. It's their dream or something to have a photo together since we are always apart," He responded.

Dream...Hmmm, I should do a reality check, I thought.

I did a reality check and found that I had five fingers and a thumb. I dismissed it at first, then did a double take. I couldn't believe that I was dreaming!!! Everything seemed so real.

"We're dreaming!" I told him, "Do a reality check!"

He looked puzzled for a moment before I explained that he had to see if he had the correct amount of fingers.

I wanted to stabilize before I went out to try and do the Nightstalker Tasks. I walked around the locker room and went into the girl's bathroom. The entire scene was very yellow and green. It was kind of creepy. I was trying to read the words that were written on some of the bathroom stalls. All of them sounded rather despairing and unfortunate. It was hard to make out the words because of the nature of the dream. One of the sentences said something like, "All there is left is false hope."

Once I decided I was stabilized enough, I left the bathroom to try and find a graveyard.

"Wait! Wait! Don't leave without me!" He yelled. I had completely forgotten about him! I decided that if he has never lucid dreamed before, then I should take him flying.

We left the locker room and went into the main school hall ways. The halls were flooded with students. We easily navigated our way out.

As soon as I got out of the door I looked to the sky. Perfect blue skies in hyper clarity.

I told him to grab my hand and I launched off into the air. He seemed absolutely delighted. I let go so he could fly on his own. We landed back on the sidewalk.

He tried to launch off on his own, but stumbled.

"How do you get back up in the air?" He asked.

"Anyway you want," I replied, "you can flap you arms, pretend to swim, whatever. Don't try, just do."

He got the hang of it immediately.

"You're a natural!" I shouted out to him.

Even though I feel like I got completely distracted from what I was supposed to do, this was honestly one of the best flying experiences I have had. Everything was in HYPER clarity, and I could feel the wind rushing against me as we flew, and I could feel the height that we were at, it was just awesome.

We landed back down on the grass so he could bring some more friends up there with him, but I woke up.

There was a tree in my yard. I was examining it carefully. It was a very strange tree, because it was made out of beads.

I went out to the backyard where I saw a huge, beautiful cliff. The cliff steeply dropped off into a river of black water before coming up again. There were steep stairs leading down into the dark valley, but near the bottom they were submerged by water.

It was beautiful, yet sinister.

I thought about how someone needed to build a bridge to the other side because the stairs were now underwater. There was another guy with me, not sure who he was or my relation to him, that was having a blast jumping off the cliff and into the water. The water was shallow so I was surprised that he wasn't seriously injuring himself.

I got distracted and went off to play an old video game. I was about to get to the interesting part when I get a phone call.

"Hey, you need to get down here. It starts at 5," The man on the other side of the phone whispered.

"What starts at five...?" I asked.

"The Chaos Tasks."

Hmm, play a video game or meet up with a mysterious cultish figure? I chose the latter.

I was summoned to an area with glass doors. So many glass doors! It was like a maze. Trying to find which door was the real one so I could get through this. I followed another guy half way through it before losing him.

I eventually made it to the cave where we were meeting up to do the Chaos Tasks.

There were maybe 8-10 people there. For sure Saltyseedog was there, Nomad was there, and Nephanim was there.

Saltyseedog seemed to be leading the tasks. He was telling us everything that needed to be done. There were about 10 tasks and we could chose the one that we wanted to do. Some were easy. I remember that one of the tasks was "To lay in the river of black water and absorb the darkness".

"But first, it seems like we have another issue to deal with!" Salty yelled out from the cave.

You could see in the black dreamscape sky a satellite emerging and growing. The satellite filled the sky and then broadcasted blue waves to the people walking the streets. As soon as the blue broadcast waves hit them, they instantly turned towards us like zombified dream murderers.

We set out to defend ourselves and kill all of the hypnotized people that were attacking us. I became lucid at this point.

I was having a lot of fun experimenting with fighting styles while trying to defend myself from 4-5 people at once. I rarely get to do this because my lucids are normally too calm and peaceful.

At first I tried a martial arts style of fighting. It worked pretty good. Uppercuts, blocking their advances, and an awesome new kick I invented. I was getting bored of it though, I had many things I wanted to try.

I wanted to try dream magic. I created an invisible energy shield around me while I harvested energy from the attackers around me. When I had enough, I broke through my own shield and exploded with a force field of energy that wiped out any living creature around me.

I now fought the attackers with invisible force. I didn't need to touch them to push them away. It was so easy.

"We have...reinforcements?" I heard Nomad yell. There were people on our side coming to help us, but we didn't know them.

I fought through the masses until I saw something that caught my eye. It seemed to be the leader. She was a woman and snickering at the control that she had. Nomad set her on fire. That made me think about trying to fight with fire.

Nephanim, Nomad, and I met up in a corner of the dreamscape near what looked to be an elevator. Nephanim told us that he had been busy hacking into the computer program that was broadcasting control signals and trying to disable it. We had killed off most of the vicious people.

I was living in a cross between Mumbai and Diagon Alley. There was a lot of poverty and there were winding staircases that lead to building upon building stacked upon themselves. The buildings were built poorly, and sometimes they were just mere tents.

The world leaders had decided to destroy the sun. They determined that it was useless for the world since we "could sustain ourselves without it". They did this despite hundreds of thousands of protests that everything would freeze.

When they destroyed the sun we watched as the world was engulfed in darkness. It was a creeping darkness. The scene zoomed out and we saw how it slowly took the world.

I had met a girl named Idani. We took shelter somewhere warm, knowing that it wouldn't last for long.

After about a half hour Idani and I came back out of the tent, puzzled as to why the Earth had not drastically cooled. We looked to the sky and saw a sun! It was bigger than our sun, and it was getting bigger as we watched too.

A man was walking past us and seemed to read the confusion on our faces.

"We lost orbit with the sun when we destroyed it. Our planet fell in line with Sirius now," He commented, "but we are getting way too close to this star."

Idani and I looked up again. The Earth had gotten so close to Sirius that we could actually see the sun flares arising from it.

As our planet loomed closer to the star the air was getting hotter and hotter. I heard screaming, and realized that someone had just caught on fire. They ran past us as a screaming ball of fire. The engines in cars were no longer safe because it was getting way to hot. People were getting desperate, if they were lucky enough not to spontaneously combust.

Idani and I went back into the main allies and I looked around for where my parents used to have a small house. I believed that there was also water in the cool basement. We could take cover there.

I told Idani to stay with a man I had met earlier. He was old and looked like wandering ascetic.

I ran back to the allies but couldn't find anything that resembled an entrance to a house. Small ally-side shops had taken over. I went inside one of the shops and looked around. They sold hijabs and other headgear. I pushed my way through all of the fabric to the back of the store where I found a small hallway. There was a creaky doorknob. I opened the door and went down the stairs.

To my surprise, there didn't seem to be anybody living there. I was fairly sure that this was our basement, but even if it wasn't we could still reside there. It was dark, but cooler than the blazing outside temperatures.

I noticed that on the other side of the basement there was another door. I feared that if I opened the door I would find a hostile family on the other side. I opened the door anyways and found that it lead to another empty basement.

I determined that this was a safe place to reside and went back for Idani. I found her and took the wandering ascetic with us. Temperatures had risen so greatly now that not only were people spontaneously combusting, but they were also now becoming ZOMBIES!

While we were running to the hidden basement, Idani told me that she had 30 coins that she could use for water. She had them in a little brown sack. We ran through a dark tunnel and came face to face with a zombie. Idani tripped and ripped the bag, coins spilt everywhere.

The zombie looked extremely deformed. It had giant teeth sticking out of its gums and its skin was burned crisp. I was about to fight it when I was woken up for breakfast.

I was driving around at night. I wasn't really sure where I was going, I was following the directions from a GPS.

On doing a left hand turn, I accidentally hit the curb. A cop came out of nowhere and gave me a $500 ticket for "driving on the sidewalk".

I was pretty pissed so I kept on driving. Everything was really dark. I don't think my headlights were even working. I came to a small subdivision. There was a house with so many flowers. The road and pavement was covered by these blossoming flowers that were growing all over the place.

The owners of the house saw me in their yard and invited me inside. I had to fix my car, which had now turned into an automatic wagon.

I left a few hours later, thanking the owners for a place to rest.

I was now with someone else and still following my GPS. The directions given to me by the GPS weren't making any sense.

It was daytime and we were in a big city. The GPS told me to walk around the corner of the building where I would come to a pond built behind it.

My friend and I followed the directions of the GPS and found the small pond. There was a staircase leading over it that lead to a door going into the back of the building. The door was locked.

"Hey, this might help!" My partner called out. There was a blue key in the small pond. It was resting under a leaf. I picked it up and unlocked the door.

Inside the small room there were three women. One of the women was blue, and the other caucasian with long, red hair. They were tall. The third women was of average height. She wore glasses and seemed to be the apprentice of sorts to the women.

The two outstanding women told us that they were the goddesses of water and healing, and that we had came to their realm with a purpose.

The woman with the red hair began to heal my partner while I focused on the blue woman. She pointed to a spot near my carotid artery and one of my chakras and told me that this was the source of suffering for me. She informed me that she was going to begin a healing ritual. IT FELT SO WEIRD. And awesome. It felt as if I was a transparent ghost, and a waterfall was rushing through my being. It was purifying.

When the goddesses had finished they began to engage in a sword fight with each other. They fought great and magical.

We were left in the room with the apprentice. She was sorting vials.

I started to think and wonder where I was and how this just happened.

"You're in a dreamscape," The apprentice answered.

Wait...Did I just say that outloud?!... I thought

"Nope," She announced.

...Telepathic? I wondered.

"Yep." She admitted.

I was in my bedroom, there were worms everywhere. Maggots, earthworms, larvae. They were infesting my bedroom. There were worms hanging from strings like spiders, worms in the bedsheets, worms in the clothes. I couldn't take it anymore! I ran out of my bedroom and out of the house, and "woke up".

I was a tribal child and our group was getting together to share our dreams from last night. People went around in a circle and the elders predicted what they thought the dreams meant. When I shared mine, the elders possessed little concern, and told me that I had some conflicts which I had to resolve.

I went to sleep the next night, and had a horrible, much worse dream. I dreamed that there were people who would abduct individuals in the night, take them to their "farm", crucify or hang them, and then wait for the bodies to rot. The people would then eat the worms and maggots from the bodies.

When I told the tribal elders of this dream, they expressed much more concern. They had several tribal members patrol the area at night to guard the camp. All the while, I was obsessed with spelling out 'THEY EAT WORMS' out of magazine letters.



I did this over and over again, trying to find the perfect letters for each, trying to put my message in the perfect spot, and spending hours on this task. I became a monster myself, obsessively making that sentence over and over again.

And, my dream had been correct. During the night, a man on patrol had been abducted and taken away. The tribal people didn't want to say what had happened to the man, but we all already knew.

The next night everyone was on patrol. The goal was to catch the killer. I was armed with a rifle and stationed near the beginning of the tribal perimeters.

The killer returned, this time with a strategy that fooled all of us. He snatched up a young little boy and I, and took us away. He took us over a bridge, so far away that by the time we got there it was daytime again. He took us into a trailer, and told us that he was going to show us his farm.

He opened the backdoor of his trailer, and right outside the door were bodies of people. Each body had its own post that it was tied to. The bodies were bloody, and many of their intestines had been removed, strewn across the yard. They were bleeding from the eyes, if they were fortunate to still have eyes. The worst part, was that some of these dead corpses still had fragments of life in them. They were just barely hanging on as worms and maggots ate their insides.

He told us that at first it was nauseating to see, but after working here for sometime it became a 'healing process' to him.

I think I've had this dream before, because even though I woke up, I knew that the chain of events would lead to us being his next victims.