Zukin's Dream Journal! <3

I was visiting a city in space. A city in a big spaceship. Everything there was run by advanced computer systems.

They had giant advanced movie screens and robotic penguins. They had even figured out how to use computer code to alter the space time continuum.

The city was in a crisis. Their computer systems were crashing and nobody knew how to fix it. The technology had been around so long that nobody cared to even learn about it anymore. If the computer systems failed then many people would die.

I was visiting the space city when this happened. I was in a retail store, and there was a guy hiding in a clothes rack. He had black hair, and eyes that were dark. He was genuinely shy, but not creepy. He watched me, and I sort of knew that he knew the secret answer to all of this madness.

We didn't say anything during our encounter. It was just a strange telepathic exchange of ideas.

Meanwhile, the city was in chaos. The young man had vanished.

The dream skips here, I have trouble recalling the middle section.

At the end, the young man with dark hair and eyes returns to me. We are standing in the street. I notice that the sky is purple and that the space city resides in a giant dome. It is really quite beautiful.

"I have fixed the problem. There should be no catastrophic computer failures until the World War 3, in approximately 3.4 years," he whispered with a hint of delight. There is a dark undertone to his voice, I loved it. He flashed his dark eyes at me, before diving back into the shadows where I first saw him.

Be mine lovely shy hero?

Something caused me to become lucid. It was really dark though. I wanted to be able to see...

I teleported myself out of darkness and arrived at the peak of a mountain. I wondered what I could do here. I wanted to get myself involved in something, so I decided to find a yeti.

I flew up near the clouds and searched for a yeti. I found one quick enough, and flew back down.

I lost sight of the yeti as I flew down, so I just decided to sit on the top of the mountain peak and think of something else. I knew that there was something I had to do, I just really couldn't think of it right now. The view here was amazing.

On a rock next to me there was four small little insects. They looked like tiny scorpions. I watched them skitter around on the rock.

A strong wind suddenly picked up, blowing away the tiny scorpion insects. The gust of air carried flower petals along with it. I followed the flower petals that rode with the wind.

I traveled with the gust and the flowers down the mountain. This divine wind lead to a temple hidden in the valley. The view of the temple was astounding - so much so that upon seeing it I lost most of my lucidity.



The inside architecture of the temple looked similar to that. Instead of having "square" frames, they were all arches.

There was a small contained river running through where the floor would be in the above picture. The river was held by marble. I looked down into the small river, and noticed that there were many, many flower petals floating in it.

There was a swinging bridge connecting one side of the temple to the other from across the small river. The swinging bridge was made out of vines and flowers. The temple was just insanely beautiful. It seemed as if divine light was shining through the archways.

It was evident that I had lost the majority of my lucidity when I got out a sketch book so that I could sketch this view of the temple. I wanted a great picture of it so I could post it on DV when I woke up.

Lila and her Tricks

I was in a strange town. I sort of knew I was dreaming, but I wasn't lucid. I think that I was under the impression that I had entered the dream realm via some type of portal or drug, and my clarity of thought was low anyways. I was with a man.

The town was strange. It was stone with old buildings. He and I walked into a restaurant courtyard. In front of me was a large stone staircase.

I was told by a woman (Lila, but I did not realize it at the time) to type something into a miniature computer. I entered in the text. It was a computer command of sorts. The string of text was long and the miniature keyboard was annoying. It was like an ancient phone device.

I entered it in, and then the text vanished.

"Oh, you will have to do it again," Lila announced, smirking. The man text to me grew a little restless.

I entered in the text again, and the same thing happened. My hard work was vanished.

"Would you stop it?" The man said, annoyed at Lila.

We were lead back in front of the stone stairs in the courtyard. I didn't physically hear a task from Lila, but I "perceived" one. I was trying to change the form of the stairs. Trying to change them in some sort. She challenged me to do so.

I made the stairs grow a layer of moss. It was pretty. It suited the gray stones nicely. I was proud of my work.

Lila looked at the stairs, and my moss vanished. WTF.

I was annoyed, so I made the moss grow again. She laughed, and the moss was gone.

Should have realized I was dreaming.

I was just waking up. My dad had parked his car in my bedroom, or my bedroom had became the garage. Anyhow, there were people hiding behind cars and in the shadows. They smiled when they met eye contact with me.

I didn't bother even getting ready for school and just hopped in the car.

"Hey," I heard a dark whisper of a man. It was still dark outside so I could barely make out the silhouette. Apparently, this guy was my exboyfriend.

"I'll drive you to school hun" He said. I didn't really remember this guy too well, was he even ever my boyfriend? I didn't trust this guy. He hopped in the car anyways and he drove off.

He was speeding, swerving, and not even driving the right way to school. I told him to turn around or else I wanted out of the car.

"Ok!" He cheerfully yelled, slammed his foot on the break and did a U-turn.

As soon as I thought that PERHAPS I would be on time to class, he made a wrong turn (it was right for him, ofc) and he laughed saying that I should know him better than that. It was an awful drive.

I finally made it inside the building and swore to myself that I would never let that freak in the car again. I looked at the time... 7:34 ... I was going to be late! I realized that I didn't even have my books. Grrr.

I took off to first hour, but started flying up in the air...Huh..Interesting!

I thought to myself how this only happens when I am dreaming and that this is a dream sign. I did a reality check and I had six fingers!

I continued to float around for a bit, enjoying the zero gravity. I did summer salts and flips. Then I realized - Oh! I am DREAMING. I have some stuff to do!

I knew that I had to find Nephanim, but I wasn't sure how I was going to do that. I wandered out of the building and looked the the sky. Our plans were to meet on the moon, but it was a perfectly clear day so there wouldn't be much in the way of reference points. I could always make reference points, but the thought of trying to fly up there still shook me a little.

I decided to find other means. At first I walked into the building again and tried calling him, but there wasn't much success. The strange thing was that I wasn't calling him by Nephanim, but something else. It may have been his dream name, I'm not sure. But I remember thinking that I should probably start calling out Nephanim instead of this other name.

I walked back into the school (which really wasn't a school anymore) and found a fridge. I told myself that inside this fridge would contain useful objects, stuff I could use to perhaps find him.

I opened the fridge.

CHOCOLATE MILK!!!

Being lactose intolerant in real life, I gladly took this opportunity to drink the chocolate milk to my heart's desire. But I also had other plans for the jug of chocolate milk.

I took the jug of chocolate milk and flew outside and on to the roof of the building. The roof was about 2-3 stories high. People were outside enjoying the sunshine. When people came out of the building, I would pour my chocolate milk on them. It was entertaining.

Oh...right...I have to find Nephanim!

I flew back down from the roof of the building and landed on the pavement. I noticed that people were gathering outside for a marriage ceremony of two men. I realized that pouring chocolate milk on people in marriage might look bad on any kind of dream analysis...

I went back to my Fridge, spawned more items inside of it, and opened the door again. This time, there was vegetable oil, my cell phone, a strange fruit drink mixture and a decapitated head. I picked up the decapitated head and the fruit drink and left the other two objects behind. I examined the head closely...She was alive! But dead. She looked very old, I could see all of the wrinkles in her face and her eyes looked like a brown and blue supernova. She had white hair, but her countenance resembled that of a bird. She looked mean. If I made a facial expression, she would copy it. She wouldn't talk to me, but just mimic my expressions. She looked like someone I know...But I couldn't figure out who...I kept staring into her eyes, they stared back into me daringly.

"She thinks that I am Russian just because I have a Russian accent!" I heard a lady from behind me. I turned around to see a woman (who looked Russian despite her protest) standing with a small girl. I wasn't sure if the woman was talking to me or the girl.

"Hey," I greeted the woman. We walked down the hall together. I told her about my fridge of useful items.

"It's pretty cool, but I realize that the objects are only as useful as I make them." I explained, thinking of my chocolate milk fiasco.

"No. Your mind makes the items only as useful as you allow them to be." She responded in her think accent. She talked very cryptically, and sort of looked that way too. She had brown hair that was in a bun, and her cheeks had a pink blush. She was wearing a black outfit.

"I was able to spawn this drink, it tastes really cool. You should try it." I handed the drink to her. It was red and yellow.

She instantly moved back, repulsed.

"No no no! The fumes, they are choking me!" She exclaimed.

I was in shock for a moment, then puzzled at how a smell could choke someone.

"You're lying, a smell alone cannot choke someone," I replied, in a bit of an accusing manner. She continued to act out as if the smell of the fruit drink was hurting her. At first I thought that perhaps it was, but this wasn't logical unless she had some allergy to it, and even so it couldn't truly "choke" her.

"LIAR!" I yelled out, mad that she was putting on a scene.

She stopped her fit immediately and smiled.

"So, you do think and understand," She whispered as if this were an epiphany to her, or some kind of test.

Realizing that there was a chance that this DC could perhaps possess some intelligence, I asked: "Do you know where I can find Nephanim?"

"Yes! Turn around, and I will draw the map on your back." I turned around and felt the ink pressing against my skin. I knew this was some kind of riddle again. I wouldn't be able to see the map on my back, so I tried my hardest to picture what she was drawing inside my head. I tried to make out the shapes from the pressure of her hand. This is what I saw in my head:



The two triangles may have been two domes, I wasn't sure.

"You are ready to go now." The lady said in her thick accent, and I awoke.

Our school started a volunteering program in which it would pair up with other schools and exchange several students. The exchanged students would work after school in the different school, just helping to clean up and such.

I got exchanged to a school that had 5 floors. I was supposed to be working on the very top floor. It was already dark outside and the school wasn't lit up (not uncommon for where I live). I climbed the staircase until I was at the very top floor. Each floor consisted of only a single classroom and a small connector hallway. The only light the classroom had was a tiny lamp that probably was never meant to serve as a light source.

One of my partners was already in the classroom. He was in the closet, as we had been instructed to clean it. I opened one of the doors. Inside the closet were bunches of old skeleton keys. Some were hanging up and others were in bowls. I wondered if I could find the skeleton key from the house in which I used to live...

"Do we have anyone else coming here to help us?" I asked my silent partner.

"Yes." He said, with a wicked smile. He continued to look at me that way, just standing and smiling. WTF.

This was a little too weird for me. I couldn't see past the closet so I tried to turn on some other lights, but none of them were working. I wasn't sure if there was anyone else in the room with me, besides my creepy partner. I didn't want to risk being on the front page of the newspaper for being the newest strange murder victim, so I booked it out of there.

The next day, the school contacted me and told me that I must fulfill my duty in the volunteering program.

I arrived at the exchange school early, so I could observe the classroom while it was still full of students. While I was standing in the 5th floor hall, I noticed that there was a green square that was mildly raised from the surface. It looked like a simple tile decoration, but I had a very strong hunch that there was something buried underneath it.

The school let out for the day, and the students piled out of the classroom. But something caught my eye immediately. The student that I was working with, the one that was supposed to also be from my school, was from this school. His friends, which were probably going to be my partners for that evening, were also hanging around him.

They stood on the raised tile floor and talked for a bit. An old man walked up to them and gave them a bottle of alcohol in which they gladly accepted.

I snuck past them and into the teacher's room. She had short blonde hair, was relatively young, and was sitting at her desk.

"Hey, I have heard that you've had some trouble with the volunteering program. What's up?" She said politely.

"I don't feel comfortable in your classroom when I can barely see in front of me! I can't work here unless you give us more lights." I replied. I'm not sure why I didn't tell her about my bizarre, psychopath partner, but I guess lighting was my first concern. I could hit one of them over the head if I needed to, but I couldn't do that as effectively if I can't see where they are.

"I'm sorry to hear that. I will put in a request for more lights, but the school board is to stingy with their money these days." She announced as politely as she could. But all I could think was that she was being a hypocrite. Right now, all of the florescent lights were on, but later in the evening NONE of them worked.

I went into town, refusing to go back to that school. I decided to hang out at a small restaurant.

Men in black suits walked in the restaurant and asked the manager if I was here. I quickly leaped under the bar and in to a small corner where I was well hidden from the men.

I still had a good view of the restaurant, and I could tell that they were just pretending not to know where I was. They eventually "found" me under the bar and told me that I needed to continue volunteering at the school. I refused. I wondered why it mattered so much to them anyways. Why did everyone insist that I go back to the school?

They refused to negotiate with me any longer, so they pulled me out from under the bar. I instantly grabbed one of their workers, a beautiful middle eastern women, and decided to hold her hostage. I dragged her into my car and took off down town.

Now, I was "aware" of what these men in black suits were doing. I could hear them talking even though I was in my own car.

"They are getting away! Create a road obstruction!"

Instantly, a hot dog stand came plunging into my lane. I swiftly dodged it.

"Damn! Create more!" The men yelled again.

The road in front of me cracked open as if a magnitude 10 earthquake was altering it. The car fell into a large pothole created by the controlled earthquake, and I grabbed the woman and got out of the car. We stole a bystander's blue motorcycle.

I didn't know where I was taking the woman, and where I was going to hold her hostage at. I just knew that the men in black suits were trying to force me to go to the school by controlling my surroundings and other people.

I was at a TSO concert in a large room with no seats. I was sitting on a stair case with a few other people. There was barely anyone there. Their music sounded strange, I have heard it before, but not in real life. Maybe I have heard it before in another dream.

There was a man staring at me. He was creepy acting, but good looking. He had short black hair and looked to be a little older than me. He was probably around 19. His eyes were a little red in the corners.

He kept staring, so I eventually just decided to leave. My friends followed. We thought about chilling out at a book store or something.

We were in a fancy city. In the middle I remember clearly a fountain. I sensed someone else and looked behind me. He was there, staring again. He started walking towards me.

"What are you staring at?" One of my friends asked. I tried not to look suspicious.

"That man, behind us, he is staring like a stalker," I whispered back. They looked behind.

"There is no one there," they claimed. They exchanged worried looks within their group.

That man kept approaching, so I decided to try and walk away. But he continued to follow.

So I ran. And he freaking teleported.

"What are you running from??" My friends continuously asked. They couldn't see him.

There was no escape from this man. I would have to talk to him. I finally let him approach me.

I was in the middle of the city, next to the fountain. To the left of us was a large mirror for decoration.

As he approached I noticed something very strange:

If I looked at him, I could not see his reflection in the mirror in my peripheral vision.

If I looked at the mirror, I could not see him in my peripheral vision.

It was an either-or, but he could not exist in both "realities" at the same time. This was very frightening to me. Looking back on it, I hadn't realized it then, but it reminds me of how, according to myth, vampires do not have reflection. And, according to culture, you usually see a ghost in the mirror but when you turn around they are no longer there. He was doing both.

He talked to me (my friends more worried than ever that I was losing it), and absolutely insisted that I come to his "realm". He told me that he was similar to a vampire/demon. As he said the word realm I felt a shiver of cold and being trapped. I refused to go.

I was going door to door trying to get donations. I came to one house where they had a swimming pool directly in front of their driveway. They asked me if I wanted to swim with them, but I couldn't because I didn't want to get my jeans wet.

I saw my grandmother walking down their driveway and ran up to her.

"Hey! What are you doing here?" I asked.

"I am practicing walking before they try to get me again," She replied solemnly. I didn't understand what she meant but I walked with her anyways.

I scene began to turn into video game graphics. It looked like something out of minecraft, but better.

We walked in front of a building and I saw a yellow car behind it. It was watching us. I hid behind the tree and waited for the car to move somewhere else and assume that I had passed the building.

I quickly turned the corner in front of the building and nearly ran into a man! He was also hiding. He had a desperate look on his face. He was hiding from the same people.

"Do you know what's going on??" I asked him. We heard the car engine creeping in the distance. We would have to move again soon.

"The war is about to start," He replied while looking around. I didn't ask what that was supposed to mean, I sorta knew.

We started running, and armies of people filled the surroundings. They were shooting arrows at each other and killing each other with swords. We tried to run through this mess but I was shot with an arrow and respawned.

I respawned in a building. I wondered how I was going to help fight in the war. I left the red and yellow building and sneaked around the war.

I came to a building with a purple swirling vortex on the side. At first I was shocked, but then a voice invited me inside - if I dare.

Of coursed I dared to go inside, so I stepped inside the purple vortex and was teleported inside a medium sized room.

In front of me there was a man. Like, a big man. He was overly fit and he wore two large, black boxing gloves on his hands.

"You are here to fight me?" He asked.

"I could never." I replied.

"You could, but you have yet to learn."

"Do I need boxing gloves?" I asked.

"They are not necessary." I put my hand up to his. My hand was about 1/4th the size. I wondered how I was ever going to fight this guy.

"I do not teach lightly. You either learn and win or you don't."

Upon saying that, he immediately threw me to the ground. WTF. It didn't even take him a split second.

"You must try harder and be aware."

I waited for him to make the next move. I waited like a snake.

He threw a punch and I immediately blocked it - I did a front kick but he grabbed my leg and threw me to the ground - I flipped back up in the air - He tried to put me in a head lock and I blocked it - I swiftly used this position to turn around and punch him in the ribs - He threw me to the ground.

All in less than a split second.

"Good. Try harder." He repeated.

We repeated the same actions, but I was pulling out martial artistry that I didn't even know I could do! We were so fast it was incredible. We might have tried 500 moves on each other and not more than 5 seconds had passed. Despite his incredible sized, I was able to wrap my arms around his neck and break it, I knew it wouldn't "hurt" him.

"Very good. You are now ready." He said to me. We bowed to each other, and then I left the room via the portal.

Outside, the war was still continuing. An army of warriors dressed in white came at me but I instantly killed them using a few arrows. HAHA.

A team of a few other people and I instantly killed the entire opposing army.

An elderly man flew over to us.

"Hahaha! I see that you have found the old arena of ours!" He said to the man next to me. They were both wearing the same outfit. They were looking at an old ruined building. We went inside and started on the 2nd floor.

The inside was similar to the place I had trained with the insane fighter. It had a different color scheme and there was large holes in the floor, probably from the war.

"This is where he trained as well," The elderly man said to me, clearly referring to his younger successor. The young one had jet black hair.

We jumped down from the holes in the floor down to the next lower floor. The bottom floor was more ruined that the one above it.

"And...this is where I trained. So many years ago." The elderly man said. The floor was lavender and provided a little cushion. The two man sat down in a meditative position and I joined them.

Looking out one of the windows...I noticed that the building was hovering slightly.

I turned my attention back to the inside of the room, but in my peripheral vision I caught sight of a Japanese man shooting an arrow through the window. He looked as if he was the last remaining opponent, trying to kill at least one in revenge or retrubution.

The arrow hit the young man in the neck. His body 'vaporized' and became translucent. His aura glowed a neon green.

"Haha, don't tell me that you are going to lose your awareness over that!" The elderly man exclaimed to the younger one.

"You are very right." He became flesh again, and pulled the arrow out of his neck. He handed the arrow to me. It was green and white with black tips.

It was a little before school, and I decided try a new route to school. I was really hungry as well, so I decided that I would go by Dunkin' Donuts and get a donut for Joe and I. I got on the highway and in a few minutes I pulled off and tried to get in the left hand turn lane. I couldn't maneuver the car right and turned left too soon.

I found myself in an empty parking lot with a few trucks. My car stopped working. Great.

I got out of the car. In the not-so-far distance there was a wall with broken pay-phones. Everything was brown. I walked towards where the Dunkin Donut's should be and everything just got worse.

Everything was overgrown and destroyed. Houses were burnt and the windows were shattered. I was in the ghetto's ghetto. I heard a rustling and footsteps. Men were going in the house. They were dressed in black. It looked like the meeting place for one badass gang.

I attempted to sneak past this burned house and try to find a phone or something.

After finding a safe area with a pay phone, those same men came at me with swords. WTF.

"Here, you'll need this!" Someone yelled as they ran past me, and gave me a blowtorch.

...So I was now supposed to fight off a large gang of oddly dressed men with nothing but a blowtorch?

I fired my blowtorch at them, and the fire encompassed a few of them. I was pretty surprised with the strength of the blow torch, but it was still a little weak.

They chased me back to their headquarters. The inside of the buildings were the same as the outside - burnt to a crisp. I ran through the maze of blackened hallways until I came to a bathroom. There was a light on so I opened the door.

I found a young adult girl looking back at me. She took one look and slit her throat. Guess I came in at the wrong time.

I kept running until I had pretty much annihilated the freaky gang. I sprinted back out to the highway and rested beneath an overpass to catch my breath.

"Hahahaha hey dude we did it!" A man shouted. Two men had came up next to me. They looked like something straight out of a video game. The man who had just talked to me was wearing red armor.

"Yeah, we did!" I shouted back.

"Yeah, it would have been so much better if you knew that you were dreaming though!" He said.

"Right on!" His friend exclaimed.

"Wait...What?" I stammered, shocked.

This dream was strange, because I dreamed it, woke up, saw a strange image in my head that said REPLAY, and then dreamed it again.

I was on a highway at night. I was a hitchhiker like so many now. Evil ghosts were taking over the world.

If the evil ghosts saw you then they would kill you. So, basically, in the dream you didn't want the headlight's of oncoming traffic to see you or else they would know if you were human. Thus to hitchhike, you would have to wait until a car passed you and then leap into the trunk of the car.

I hitchhiked to a building. Inside the building there was a main lobby. The lobby was used for people trying to "Log on". I'm not sure if it was simply logging on to a computer, buzzing into an apartment, or whatever, but the place was covered in M&M's.

"THE BLUE M&M'S!!!" I screamed, "JAM THEM INTO THE LOCKS!!!"

"What about the red M&M's?" A girl asked.

"NOOO they are bad luck!!! Don't touch the red ones!!!"

We jammed the blue M&M's into the locks. Apparently, this was supposed to help us fight for humanity against the ghosts.

After a few minutes of blue M&M panic, a robot in the corner lit up.

"Hello Master!" It said. WHOA! We all thought that the robot was just there for decoration.

"Shall I take you to Akon?" It asked.

"Errmm..Akon, the rapper?" I replied.

"Yes!"

"Akon...will help us save humanity?"

"Yes!"

We stood there, puzzled.

"Guess it couldn't hurt," said one of the men I was with.

"Alright, let's go see AKON!" I shouted! The robot led us through the maze of halls until we reached Akon's bedroom. He was talking to someone on an iPad.

"SSh, I can't be bothered!" He said to us. He was enthusiastically talking to his friend about dirty things. Dirty Things > Humanity.

I decided that this building was a lost cause, and that I needed to save my family. I quickly drove home and picked up my parents who were fending themselves against the evil ghosts.

"I left something back at the house," said my father.

"We don't have time to get it, any minute now one of the ghosts will sense that we are here!"

He left the car anyways and was instantly defiled by ghosts. WTF.

"Let's go!!!" My mother screamed. I stepped on the gas pedal, and woke up.

Hurricane and the Moon Bus

I was on a bus, probably going home from school. We lived on a beautiful tropical island that was highly populated. All of the buses were double-decker, but the top floor consisted of a bunch of portals that linked up to other buses. For example, there were about 50-80 miniature portals that were labeled as such and when you went through one you would be teleported to the corresponding bus number. It was pretty cool.

When I was on one of the buses, the bus driver called me to the front and gave me some sort of shovel. He said that he admired one of the properties that was on the beach and told me to stick a shovel in the sand real quick so that he could find it again later.

I ran off of the bus and did as I was told. I buried the white shovel thing into the sand and then looked to the horizon on the beach. Yeah, this was a really nice view. I looked to the right a bit and noticed a funnel cloud forming in the sky! On the deep horizon I saw dark clouds gathering and huge tidal waves forming. This didn't look good, so I decided to inform the others.

I ran back to the city, which wasn't too far away from where I already was (the island was incredibly small and was densely populated). As I ran back to the school yard I saw a blue bus. On it was written:

NOMAD'S MOON BUS

I giggled. I know - I should have done a reality check. But that didn't even cross my mind. I just thought it was pretty funny that he would be here.

After that little incident, I continued running back to the school house.

I told them about what was happening, and they verified my encounter by telling me that it was on the news that a hurricane was coming. We had no chance of evacuating and the school house was too old to be truly prepared for any disastrous weather.

We were lined up against the more sturdy walls. The ceiling was old and decrepit and looked like it would collapse under any weight from the giant tidal wave.

I found Joe upstairs. We started talking about how good/bad the chances were that we would survive this. They seemed pretty low. We were on a tiny island with no real storm shelter, there was a tornado, a hurricane, AND a tidal wave coming at us. Plus the tidal wave was probably large enough to engulf the entire island. Yeah, we were pretty sure that we wouldn't survive this.

Lost At Sea

My dad and I were on a sail boat and we were lost somewhere in the middle of the Atlantic ocean. We had been lost here for about a month, and in the dream it really felt as if that was the case.

I was trying to pick up radio signals. After days of searching, I finally managed to find the correct frequency. The station was for endangered sailors needing rescue. I sent out a signal and the station came back with a recorded message saying that they were on their way. I wasn't sure if they were actually coming, so I tried finding another signal.

Between the 2nd and the 3rd dial I heard someone talking with a tan voice. I tuned in on them. They didn't seem to be interested in sending out a search party to look for our boat but rather to keep us company.

why does this man keep showing up

Vortex of Dreaming

I was feeding penguins at the zoo. They were hungry, and one of the penguins told me that she was secretly a woman. She told me to back away, and then her and two other penguins dived into the water and became humans. They sang and I wondered how they could breathe underwater.

[missing time]

I'm sitting in class now and chaos is abound. We're watching a movie.

I get sucked into the movie screen and into a green vortex.



A man is singing a song about the paradox of dreaming. I wish I remembered the lyrics.

I eventually pass through the singularity and the green vortex settles into what looks like a digital land. I am in a black void, however, soft hills made of silent, thin green and red pixels surround me. I feel like I am in the cyber afterlife.

The dream glitches for a moment, and I am suddenly in somebody else's dream. They are in a haunted school and trying to hide in their lockers. The vortex pulls me out of their dream and I wake up.

Return of the Creepy Man

I am moving into my university dorm. Our dorm is very small and we have to share living space with 4 other people. One of my room mates is a junior in college.

Her and I decide to go for a walk into town. On the way back, she tells me it will be shorter if we just cut across a section of fields and crops.

The crops turn into long corn stalks (ffs), and we come into a clearing. It was almost like the daylight version of yesterday night's dream. In the clearing there are dead animals hanging upside down so that their blood can be drained. There must have been at least a hundred dead, hanging animals.

"I think we should leave..." I silently whisper. This place is creepy, and who ever lives here is probably the aggressive type.

"Don't worry, it's fine. I come this way all the time," She says and brushes it off. I see movement behind a few of the dead animals and recognize the man immediately. He is the exact same guy from yesterday night's dream. He was the man who would hide in the cornstalks and stalk your every move. He stood probably around 6 feet tall, had a chunky stature, and had short blond hair. He acted as if he perhaps had a mental disorder.

I will nickname this man Pete for now. Pete slowly walked towards us, intention on his face. Forgot what happened here (sorry!) but later when we were back at our dorms he was still following us. He was in another wing, stalking.

The Next Holocaust

People were falling into a giant pit thousands of feet deep. Inside the pit there were shafts and poles that some people would hit and land on. Their insides would spill out and even though they had just fallen nearly a mile, they were still condemned to a slow, painful death. I had been one of the people to fall but I was lucky to have not been injured. I was hiding in the corner, hiding between some boxes. The police were looking for survivors to bring back up to the surface so that they could try to kill them again. I tried not to breathe. I held my breath as they passed and tried not to tremble in the dark.

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I was staying at a hotel with my mom. She had left to go into the town/city for a few hours. I was snooping around the grand hotel when I heard some men talking.

"At six'clock we'll take em down to the pit and have them gone," He announced. My heart stopped. From the subtle clues around me, I deduced that we were in a holocaust.

I had to tell my mom not to come back to the hotel. This is where they were planning to round us up at so that they could kill us. I texted mom: Don't come back to the hotel - life is in danger. I will run and see you later.

As soon as I acquired my suitcase, I foraged through it and took out any necessary items that I would need to survive as a hermit. I called Bree to tell her what was happening.

"I'll be gone...for awhile. I'm going to try to escape. Do you want to come with me?" I asked her.

"They've already gave me the notice that I am due there as well," She responded. There was a silence. She was sentenced to death. I didn't want to imagine her dieing - I wanted her to come with me, but she refused.

"Bree, please. If you aren't going to try to escape the least you can do is try to fight back. If you don't run they'll kill you anyways," I pleaded, but she only accepted her fate. I couldn't argue with her anymore, time was running out and I had to flee the hotel.

I sneaked out the front door and scanned the perimeter. In the parking lot stood a Hitler looking figure talking to a small group of 3-4 other soldiers. The lawn didn't have any trees so I couldn't dart while they weren't looking and I couldn't wait until the soldiers went away. My best bet was to just make a run for it...Or I could perhaps act innocent and just walk away with my backpack. I wasn't supposed to know what was going on anyways.

I casually walked down the driveway/parking lot, avoiding suspicion. As soon as I got onto the main road I sprinted away. I listened for any yelling from the soldiers, but all I heard was the word Beowulf.

I came across a lady who was selling a horse. I didn't have much in the way to trade her, but I needed the horse for faster travel. I took the horse and told her that I would pay her back later, I didn't have time to lose.

I rode on horseback until I came upon a lake. I realized that we were on a peninsula and the only way to get back to mainland was to ride past the hotel again, which I didn't want to do at this time. It was nearly 6 PM.

I jumped off the horse and let it eat/sleep. Near the shore of the lake there was a ditch that we could hide in. I decided that it would be best if we tried to sleep during the day and then travel during the night.

Up into Space

I realized that I was late for school! I would only make it for my 5th and 6th hour if I drove there now, but I decided that perhaps that was my best option.

I climbed into the car and drove to a city. Joe was running late too and I was so shocked to see him driving next to me on the freeway that I accidentally flipped my car. It rolled and crashed on the shoulder.

Joe turned around and drove back to me on his epic motorcycle. In my vision I saw "Press O to Ride". I pressed O and now Joe and I were both riding on our own separate motorcycles. We raced over a highway bridge. It made a creepy oooo-ing noise when we passed over it. Joe said that the bridge really creeped him out.

There was a different bridge coming up that was unlike any other bridges that I had ever seen before. The bridge sort of looked like this roller coaster (click). It was a suspension bridge and on either side were white roller coaster tracks. There was no railing.

The bridge allowed for sheer speed, but as it came to an end I couldn't see any connecting road! My motorcycle went UP instead of down and I landed on top of the bridge.

The roof of the bridge was extremely high up in the air. I was probably in New York city. I was above the skyline, high enough up in the air so that when I looked down I couldn't see the ground - it was just fog. Instead of the Statue of Liberty there was a GIANT statue of Megan Fox.

I felt gravity giving away again and I floated high and high until I surpassed the Earth's atmosphere. Once I passed it, I felt as if I had just broken through a barrier. The view was absolutely stunning and in pristine clarity.



I was still being pulled out into space as the Earth shook and became a rocky granite surface. I fell backwards onto something hard and realized that I was on the moon.

Yep. So in the dream I was in my 4th hour, and I accidentally fell asleep during his lecture. I began to dream of dreaming about being in a video game. I was looking for an axe. I think the video game was probably Minecraft. A girl appeared next to a tree and told me that she wants me to fight her.

"Sure...Just hang on a minute, I'm really thirsty." I walked into my grandparent's living room to get a glass of water. Her facial expressions showed disgust in being postponed. She quickly ran up to me, stomped on my feet and said, "and that's only the first level of pain." It didn't hurt at all so I brushed her off.

Well, this pissed her off even more. She dragged me to the other side of the room violently. She put a small table between her and I so that it obstructed my vision. She had my feet underneath the table and I was laying on my back.

The pain started mild at first. I wasn't sure what she was doing, but it couldn't cause any harm, right? And it didn't really hurt.

The pain grew like a wild fire, encompassing both my feet and legs. It felt like my skin and bones were both in a raging sea of flames. I could sense that physically my skin was cold to the touch - but the flames were internal, existing deep beneath my skin and charring my essence.

The pain continued to intensify, and I screamed wildly. My own screams filled my ears and went to the highest frequency. I shrieked as loud as I could, hoping that someone could hear me outside of the dream.

"WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" I screamed louder.

And then the pain vanished and I woke up to the beginning dream.

"Are you okay?" A teacher asked, looking down at me. I looked around. I was in the middle of the hallway and people were staring.

"You were screaming so loud. Even the people in the cafeteria could hear you!"

I looked down at my legs. They looked fine, although some of the pain in the right foot still existed as a ominous remnant.

I limped back to my 4th hour, where I had fallen asleep at. I wondered how I had managed to wake up so far away? Had I sleep walked?

It was still the lunch hour, so I talked to my friend about what had just happened. I explained to her that the girl I had met in the video game was the same girl in our 4th hour. She said that the exact same thing had happened to her as well.

Ok. What did I eat last night lol.

Zukin Slaughter

I was in a video game and it sort of looked like WoW. I was with 2 guys and a girl. One of the guys was saying something to the other boy, but I couldn't hear them properly to make out the words. The man summons a rope and captures the girl and I. We are brought to a dungeon like place.

The man tells us that he is going to go fight a Boss Monster, and that we should remain in the dungeon until he is done fighting. It's not like we had much of a choice though as we were tied up. The other girl sits where the red X is, and I sat on the other side of the half-wall. The door at the top is where he left to fight the monster, and the door at the bottom is where we came in at. The dungeon looked like something out of a cyberspace movie. The floors had streaks of neon green and the walls were a black with plaid blue design.

I sat patiently waiting for him to return. Looking over the half-wall, I saw a vine like thing growing from the floor. It was green, perhaps it looked more like a tentacle but it was branching off on the sides. It was attacking the other girl, sucking out her life. It turned its focus towards me, and I moved away from the first half of the room. I freed myself from the ropes, and went to the far corner away from the green ghosty thing. Before I could make it to the other side, the green spirit shot an arrow at me.

The arrow went through my chest and blood dripped and splattered on the floor. Determined to save my soul from being eaten, I continued to take my last few steps toward the safer corner until I collapsed on the floor. The pain began to encompass my entire body, and I dug my finger nails into the ground. They scraped against it and burrowed into the surface. By doing this, the top layer of the flooring several feet around me disappeared, uncovering a set of stairs. I took cover from the creature by hiding in the dips in the floor from the staircase. The tentacles of the spirit creature couldn't reach me here.

I was pretty pissed off now. I had been dragged here against my will, terrified, and nearly killed. When that man came back, he was going to get it. I waited patiently for him, wondering about what happened to the other girl in the dark room. She was being awfully quiet, so I assumed that she was dead.

I heard a slamming of the door, and peaked up above my secret ledge in the floor. There he was. He was wearing a suit of armor and had a beautiful sword in his hand. If he hadn't been so cruel I would have assumed that he was a hero. I secretly watched him as he scanned the room, looking for life. He didn't look shocked when he saw the other girl dead.

I creeped out of my ledge and hid behind one of the half-walls, waiting like a snake. When he came close enough, I instantly attacked him with all of my pissed-off-force. I acquired his weapon when he dropped it from surprise and began slashing into his stomach. Streams of blood came out of his mouth and he fell to the floor, but he wasn't dead.

I didn't want to kill him. So I left him there. I slowly walked to the other door leading outwards, not taking my eyes off of him. When my hands touched the knob, he looked at me and smiled creepily.

"Good luck escaping," He sneered. I wasn't sure what he meant by that until I closed the door behind me and locked it shut. When I turned around I was encompassed by blackness. I could barely make out a eternal series of staircases surrounding me. I knew that it wouldn't take him long to find another way out of that room, and thus I had little chance of fleeing without a re-encounter.

I felt around for a railing and then sped down the stairs blindly. I heard moaning in the distance. It was the moaning of the near dead. He was near. I saw a shadow of a creature against the wall.

[missing time]

I was now in the bedroom, and we were having our last fight to the death. He was now a girl in black. I was continuously stabbing him with the sword, but it was only doing minimal damage. My arms were covered in blood from the massacre and he was equally fighting back. I was beginning to grow weaker when I realized that simply maiming him would not solve the problem. He must be killed.

I climbed on top of him and held him down. I took my long blade and held it against his neck. With a swift motion, I slit his throat. I left him on the floor and exited the room. I locked the door behind me. The door had a window on it, so I looked in. He was laying on the floor, seemingly dead. He slowly sat upright and looked me into the eye. The pupil in his blue eyes grew larger and larger until the entirety of his eyes were black. Upon seeing this, I ran out of the house.

Spirit Warriors

I was trying to leave school really fast before the traffic blocked my exit. I put the car in reverse and accidentally drove over the grass. Oh well. The road twisted and turned abnormally. I accidentally drove onto the roof of the school. Don't even ask how that happened (I'm not sure). I couldn't drive my car off of the roof because there was no longer a ramp, so I was stuck there.

I went inside the school, in the room underneath where I parked my car. It was apparently the drama room. They looked like they were doing construction in the room. There were loose boards everywhere.

"Sorry I parked my car on your roof." They looked at me for a second and then laughed. They told me that it happens pretty often, and that I needed to visit the janitor in the school garage.

So, I went out to the garage. It was made like a large, square, wooden hut. The walls were not furnished or anything and it smelled like cedar. The garage had 2 floors and was very cluttered with odds and ends. I climbed up the stairs to the second floor. There was a wind chime hanging from an open window. Outside of the window there was a wooden roof. I crawled out of the window and stood on the roof. Sitting on the roof there was a guy looking out to the horizon. Next to him there was a sword that looked similar to the Godric Gryffindor Sword, except it had spikes lining the edges.

I asked him who he was, and he told me that he used the sword to fight off evil spirits that continuously attacked him. He gave me a battle axe and told me that if I was going to hang around him that I would need this for my protection.

We went to his house and he introduced me to his brother (looked like Joe's brother). His brother wasn't mentally stable and was often more perceptive of the spiritual attacks.

We were in the hallway when his brother fell to the ground and went into fetal position.

"They're coming" he whispered, while rocking back and fourth. His eyes were turning red and tears were forming and running down his cheeks.

"Who's coming?" I asked.

"Ssh, wait a minute." The guy said. His body stiffened up and he held his sword ready for an attack. I held my battle axe as well, not sure what I was about to attack. A large "mass" came over us. It looked like a giant shadow. His sword lit up and we began to attack the mass.

State Street 1

I have dreamed this before.

I was with Joe. We were in a small city. We wanted to buy something from one of the shops, but we needed ID. They wouldn't except our driver's licenses, they wanted our permits. I hadn't seen my permit in years...I wouldn't know where to find it.

We began looking around the city. There were old train tracks embedded in the city roads. We followed the train tracks as if they were our guide. The road ended. In front of us was a giant skyscraper and to the left of us was a demolition site. The demolition didn't have much recognizable debris left, it consisted mostly of grainy, blank sand looking stuff.

We were barefooted, but we kept walking and went through the demolition site. We passed workers while trying to dodge the random shards of glass. The demolition site/alley way led us to our old school.

Joe went to his old locker and entered a combination. When he opened it, boxes and paper flew every where from his locker. On the boxes and papers were written specific addresses and telephone numbers. Something was written on a napkin. It said:

"You can't stop it now. The Bellcore is here."

We found my permit in the mess of papers and decided to leave before anyone caught us here. As we walked out of the school, I noticed a few FBI agents. They were trying to secretly take pictures of us. We rushed down back down the demolition alley way, and tried to walk on a ledge to prevent our feet from getting severed from the glass. We had a new partner with us now. He was much older than us.

We reached State Street and turned the corner to a pair of FBI agents. They instantly shot our partner several times. He was bleeding from the mouth and stomach, dead.

No Protection for the Broken Hearted

I was on some weird island, and I was robbing a bank with my group. The bank was a small brick building with tiny windows. I was just assigned to shoot anyone who got in our way.

Of course, all of the sirens went off and the police showed up. I began shooting them, but I didn't anticipate that there would be people inside the bank with guns as well. They shot at me through the windows, and I could literally feel their bullets missing by millimeters.

The citizens were ganging up on me, so I abandoned my post to seek shelter somewhere safer. I ran with blood stains down my shirt. In the height of the moment I had not felt their bullets pierce my skin. I kept running. Everyone was evacuating their buildings. I thought how silly that was, that just almost guaranteed their deaths.

I ran to a school, the children were also evacuating. In the first large room I saw one of my teachers staring into a fuzzed out TV mindlessly.

I walked into the room on the left. The room was gray and there was a single child laying on the floor. I assumed that this child was mine.

"Get off the floor." I said. The child didn't move.

"There's no protection for the broken hearted." I don't know why I said that, but then again I also don't know why I robbed a bank. I was a man in this entire dream.

Washed Up

I was at the ocean. It was beautiful. There were many people in the ocean, but it was strange because most of them were wearing their clothes. I waded in the ocean and felt the strong waves hit my legs. I went deeper, and the waves got stronger.

I was maybe in to my neck and was trying to ride the waves to breathe. A strong wave came over and pushed me to the bottom of the ocean. I tried to swim upwards to take a breath but another wave hit again. This pattern continued for awhile, until I passed out from lack of oxygen.

I woke up with my face in the sand, Inception style. I had washed up in some unknown part of the beach where there wasn't anyone else.