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I remember a lot this time. When I woke up most of it was gone but I had a few minutes to fish around and remembered a lot more. I had the alarm a bit later that usual and I remember waking up when the alarm should have rung and going to sleep again, continuing the same dream. Usually I wake up at the same time every morning. This might be useful later.

I also decided to wake up 15 minutes before the alarm and that also worked.


Rating a Knife

I was on a trip to a forest somewhere far away. There were two cabins. In the other cabin someone had tried to light up a portable stove, but had left the kerosene bottle open and the gas had exploded, burning some hair. I had my own kerosene bottle and poured some to the stove. I didn't light it yet, though.

I returned to my own cabin. I was rating the knives I had used during the trip. The ratings would then go on the internet. There was one I hadn't used, it had been lost when I asked for it. The owner said that it was in a really bad shape. He gave the knife to me and it had no handle. I went outside and tried slicing wood with it by hitting it with a piece of wood. It worked really well and I though that it actually was a pretty good chisel. I remember that the slices look almost too perfect. The owner came out and I told him that it was a good chisel.

We were on a bus, leaving. I was standing near the front of the bus listening to someone give instructions. She told us that the weather was different than when we had left. It was raining.

I wen't home and was alone there. I thought about going to get some candy but it was too late, it was dark outside.

The Barbarian Invasion

I was still at home but I was thinking about some game where I attacked a walled city with bats. I couldn't get in the city but the walls were breaking. I was commanding the troops attacking the city from a third person point of view, but aware that I was in my home at the same time (in the dream home).

There was a news report about the city. A clan of barbarians had attacked and destroyed the walls. This was a normal dynamic, the people in the city build walls and the barbarians destroyed them. They didn't wand to go inside because that would risk war, but they would ride around the boundary and yell nasty things. There was some ethnic minority in the city that the barbarians wanted dead and if they saw one of those people they would throw spears and such.

I was now in the city, in first person, and was yelling back at the barbarians. I took a rock and threw it at one of them. It turned out to be their leader, and I hit him in the head. He crossed the border to come look at me. I tried not to look scared, but he was on horseback and looked huge.