Raspberry's Second Life

Awake Non-lucid

I probably should have taken more notes after I dreamed these to help me remember them, but oh well.

Fragment

I'm on a train. Literally on top of a train, which is moving. It's not going that fast though, so I can leisurely pace about it. I'm not the only one, anyway. There are poles all along the side of the track, which rope from the side of the train extends to, but I'm not sure why.

Somehow I mange to sit on the edge of the train, at the front. Just as I sit down, the train picks up speed. I grab a rope to keep myself from falling forward and getting run over, but I can feel myself slipping. I try to pull myself up, but the speed's too much and I can't do it.

Dark_Merlin is on top of the train as well. He sees me struggling and hurries over. He pulls me up easily and sits me down because I'm quite shaken up.

Jet

I'm wandering down the stairs at school with the rest of my music class. I really can't be bothered today. We have a student teacher who's actually pretty cool, but he's taking us outside for some weird reason that has nothing to do with music. Hey, at least it's a nice day.

There are loads of fighter jets lined up in the car park. Whoa. Unaware that the student teacher is getting into one, I go up to touch the nose of a jet. They're surprising small, I can quite easily grab onto one, which is exactly what I do when the teacher starts it up and the jet zips forward.

Before I know it, the jet is up in the air and I'm clinging onto the front for dear life. I scream to try and get him to land, but he can't hear me. I wonder if he can even see me. I look down and whimper as I see how high we are. I cling on harder, but oh no, I can feel my hands starting to sweat from the panic.

I'm about to fall when he lands. I'm in full blown panic mode and scream at him, though I'm crying at the same time. He tries to apologise but I walk away. It's more like staggering because I'm completely disorientated and dizzy. The car park is all sandy now, with random abandoned shacks and billboards, like a western.

I fall over and don't bother getting back up, leaning against a dusty wall. I'm shaking really badly, but no one comes to check if I'm alright. Eventually I get up and find that everyone's dressed like they're in Crysis and they're shooting at each other. Someone calls to me, saying I should get a suit and join in, but I decline because I'm so worn out. I walk through the blaze, though I have no idea where I'm going. I just want my bed.

Arrest

I'm on IRC when suddenly my friend R pops up. For some reason there are profile pictures, but I'm too busy freaking out over the fact that my best friend is on IRC. I stop talking and read what she writes.

She pm's me saying it's okay and she knows who I am. Oh no. Another one of my friends pops up, she apparently told him to get on. What'll be next, TCing with them as well? I prefer to keep friends and DV separate, but I dunno, maybe it'll be fun.

[Dreamskip] The three of us are walking through a corridor in school. They're both talking about DV and how it's weird that I've almost been here for 2 years and they didn't know. I've zoned out because it's annoying me.

We get to the end of the corridor where there are a couple of 2nd year kids. Someone mentions how my friend wants his dick or something like that. "You're right." He says in reply. "I do want your dick." Then he grabs the boy and pretends to semi-rape him. I know he's joking, but are you fucking kidding me? I don't like 12 year old as much as the next person but I don't pretend to rape them.

I leave, and take note that there's a teacher walking in that direction anyway. R is with me, she didn't like it either. I mention doing something at the weekend and she asks if I'm inviting C, though I don't really talk to C anymore. "Nah, we've not been talking, it'll just be awkward. You're my best friend, anyway." She agrees.

I head up to biology, where C is. She's really pissed off with me and I don't know why. She's being a right bitch, which shocks me a bit because she's usually so nice. Eventually I've had enough and ask her what the hell is going on. "Well I'm not your best friend and it'll just be awkward, won't it?"

This really pisses me off, so I have a go at her. Everything I say is justified, but she just smiles at me with exaggerated sweetness. This makes me furious, so I shout that there's something wrong with her and then slap her.

We're both really taken aback. I've never hurt any of my friends in anger before, especially not a girl. She starts crying and I instantly try to reassure her that I didn't mean it, but she leaves, upset. I feel really guilty and I'm kicking myself. The rest of the class leaves, and R comes in so I tell her what happened. She's annoyed at me as well.

There's a sofa, so I go and lounge on it, wondering how to make it up to C. A guy comes in, someone I don't really talk to. He asks if I'm okay and puts a hand on my shoulder. I'm suspicious though, we never talk and he's never taken an interest in me until now. I'm about to get up, when the police rush in.

"Stop, you're under arrest!"

Jesus christ, I didn't think she'd tell the police over a little slap. I go with them. They take me to the office, which is in sight of another class that I know. I can hear them talking about me, and watching to see what happens. One of them loudly whispers that I'm hardcore in a sarcastic tone, so stick the v's up at him.

Core of the Earth

I'm in a really overgrown garden. The grass is too long and it's really dry, the fence is in desperate need of being repainted and is broken in a few places. I'm sitting on the grass, it's a lovely day. There's someone else with me, but I can't see them properly. I don't think I know them.

He's telling me about some kind of spider that steals the knowledge out of people and leaves you completely blank. I hate spiders, never mind intelligent ones. I sincerely hope never to come across one.

He points to the side of the fence. I giant, red and black hairy leg has just appeared over it. Spiders are perhaps my biggest fear and I freeze, terrified. Another few legs appear from behind the fence. They're huge, easily the same size as me. Gradually, the spider's body rises up and it looks at me.

It launches itself at a blinding speed and lands on me. I'm kicking, screaming and crying. The guy is shouting, telling me that it can't steal my knowledge because I'm robotic. Robotic? Since when?

The spider jabs me and suddenly I freeze, paralyzed. All sorts of code and programming appears before my eyes. I can't understand any of it, but I'm guessing that it's mine. A red highlight is passing over it, but is unable to take it. I feel another jab at my mind and find that the spider is fighting to get what's in my head. I mentally strain, and manage to keep it out.

I unfreeze and the spider scuttles away, along with some others that had been watching from the fence.

The guy tells me that they live in the core of the earth and have been holding people prisoner there, just waiting to take what's in their heads. He says I can stop it.

[Dreamskip] We're in the core of the earth, which is surprisingly just a giant hole of water. That's strange, I always thought the inner core was solid and hot, but oh well. I guess my 2nd year geography teacher was wrong. How does the lava not mix with the water? Is there even any lava?

The core is more like a gigantic vertical tunnel. I've never seen anything of this size in my life. We're just outside the "core", and the water. Finally, we dive in at a super speed.

We zip downwards. I can see everything because the water is surprisingly clear, even if everything is huge. There's a giant swinging axe and another blade, crossing paths. I panic a little, but we're heading downwards so fast that I manage to steer clear of them.

When we get past them, I'm horrified to find the man-sized red and black spiders scuttling around the sides of the tunnel. There must be hundreds, if not thousands of them. They're far slower than us though. We're probably just a blur to them.

When we reach what seems to be the bottom, there are hundreds of people. A lot of them are crying, and a few of them are sitting, staring at nothing with no emotion. These are obviously the ones that the spiders have stolen from.

The guy tells me that I need to cast a shield over them with my mind. Uh, okay. I seem to manage it pretty well though. With a bit of effort, a transparent but shiny bubble passes over them. Apparently we don't need to actually help them escape which seems pretty stupid, but oh well.

The spiders aren't happy. We hear shrieks from them and suddenly they all start coming towards us. We zip back up towards the surface. I'm still in awe at the sheer scope of the place.

Slutbucket

I'm in Wales to visit family. I wander up some stairs with a group of other teenagers, though they're all hipsters, so I keep to myself. They all head towards the same room, so I follow. The room has no furniture, and is really cold, considering that the floor is made of ice.

There's a projector up which is showing Pocahontas, and for some reason it was Avril Lavigne who did the voiceover. I spot my family sitting at the back of the room, on the icy floor, so I skate over to see them. Avril just so happens to be with them, too.

I say hi to everyone and then proceed to question Avril on how she did a voiceover so young. She's polite but seems to be more focused on the movie. My mum says we're going to visit her friend for a while.

[Dreamskip] I'm sitting in my mum's friend's living room (she's actually my dad's friend, I just didn't realise this difference) with a cup of tea while they, and some of their other friends, sit talking. I'm bored out of my mind and it's getting late. They think it's hilarious that she's wearing giant triangular earrings, but really it just looks stupid.

I sigh. To be honest, they don't look that bad. But my patience is wearing thin right now. My mum keeps asking if I'm alright and I reassure her that I am, but she knows I'm bored. She's just about to tell me something when the door opens.

A teenage boy around my age wanders in, a bottle in his hand. My mum's friend jumps up and gives him a hug, fussing over him a bit. God, now the night's just going to last longer. "This is Sean, my nephew" she tells me, kissing him on the cheek (this guy was actually Arch, I just didn't realise it in the dream. I thought he was a stranger).

I say hello and he grins. "Hey Slutbucket".

What the hell. Wandering in here and calling me a slutbucket. What is a slutbucket anyway? I feel as though I've heard it before, but I'm not sure where. Everyone seems to find this hilarious and they make room for him to sit down. Frankly I'm bored of socialising so I stand up.

Sean asks if I want to play chess. Eh, I guess it's better than this wine chat. However, I'm on a really short fuse and it doesn't take me long to ragequit the supposedly friendly chess game when he's taking all my pieces. I tell him I'm going to "study or something" and then stomp out of the room.

I find a bed in the next room, so I lay down with a couple of books. I don't bother turning on the light because although it's really dark, I can see perfectly well. My mum comes in and asks if I'm okay again, and I tell her I'm just tired. She says that she didn't plan on staying over but she could pick me up in the morning if I want to stay the night. So she leaves, and I go to sleep.

Looks like everyone was pissing me off in my dreams last night

Awake Non-Lucid Semi-Lucid

Fragment

I'm looking at myself in the mirror, scared that my teeth have moved because I haven't been wearing my retainer. I smile, and find there's a gap. Horrified, I prod at the gap in my front teeth. My left front tooth has shifted to sit hooked over my right.

Attack

I'm in a swimming pool, but looking at facebook at the same time. I'm getting messaged by a couple of people, and one asks if I've done my essay. Essay? I look to my right to find the essay on the edge of the pool, covered in writing made by the teacher. Apparently this essay isn't good enough, which angers me. I crumple it into a ball and throw it into the pool. To take my mind off of it, I go down a few water slides.

[Dreamskip] I'm back at home (though it's my old house) and I'm feeling kind of down. It must be around 11pm, no one's up except for me, so I decide to take a walk. It's silent as I walk, except for the breeze. I look at the stars and wonder why I don't do this more often, even though I know my mum would kill me if she knew I was wandering around in the dark.

My walk takes me to a small kids' park. I spent a lot of my childhood here, so I sit on the swings for a bit and try to cheer myself up a bit. When I look up from when I was staring at my feet, a guitar amp is in front of me, rocking back and forth slightly. It seems to be... alive? It continues watching me.

From my right, someone shouts for me to watch out and throws me a can opener. However, the can opener has two blades. It's hard to hold because both blades jut from the opener at less than 180 degrees. Just as I rise from the swing, the amp launches itself at me. I yell in surprise and dodge, slashing it with the opener as it passes me through the air. The amp hunches over slightly when it lands on the ground. I see blood running from the deep cut I made.

Taking no chances, I stab it repeatedly until it's dead. Another tries to jump me from behind, but I grab it, hold it still and cut right along it as if slitting it's "throat".

I stare at the bloody amps in shock. I just brutally killed two living creatures. They did attack me, but I'm still horrified at what I've done. I drop the can opener knives just as my dogs come running up to me. I've missed them so much, because they've been living with my dad. I eagerly go over to them, but after awhile they run away.

I stand, unsure of what to do and feeling slightly sick. Soon these amps will be discovered and the police will start questioning. I guess it's time to go home. To stop there being so many footsteps, I jump forward on one foot as far as I can, then again until I'm home.

When I arrive home, my cousins are here and my Aunt. She's baking cupcakes and asks where I've been. I feel like she knows everything, but I lie all the same.

Earthquake

I'm in school and I've just had an exam late in the afternoon. In fact, everyone else has gone home and it's getting dark. As I run down the steps from school, I see a girl I know from a couple of my classes. I shout to her to wait up so that we can walk. She sees me and hurries forward, ignoring me. Eh, what? I try again but she does the same thing. For some reason she's in a red formal dress and cardigan, whereas I'm in my uniform. I shout at her, feeling really angry and generally in "fuck it" mode.

Still furious as I walk up a steep hill, I encounter my music teacher. She turns to talk to me, and when I look down at her I find the hill is vertical. That's strange. She asks why I'm in uniform when I'm on study leave, which makes me mentally facepalm. I ask why she's rushing to school so much. She says it's because the planets are aligned and it means gravity has changed, and so we can walk on the walls in school (Sornaensis actually told me a story about that yesterday). I join her and make my way back to school.

[Dreamskip] I'm in the new building, on the highest floor. The corridor is crowded and every one's panicking. There's a sudden shudder and I realise that no, the planets are not aligning. We're having an earthquake instead. I back into a corner and try to steady myself, but the whole corridor tips to the side and I smash against a wall and then slide into another as the corridor rolls. Everyone's screaming and it's so disorientating seeing the floor as the ceiling. After a long time, it stops.

I lie on the ground for a moment before pushing myself up. A lot of people are crying or hurt, but I figure I should just get out of here. My arms are covered in bruises, as I'm no longer wearing my school shirt, but a tank top. Opening the door, I find that the two floors below us have collapsed and crumbled away, leaving the 3rd floor on the ground. Holy shit, this is going to take a long time to repair.

There's a lot of people in the quad, and my friend C runs up to me. He looks like he's in serious shock; panting and verging on tears. He sees my bruises and asks if I'm alright. "Yeah, I just bruise easily, remember?" I say lightheartedly, trying to make everything seem less chaotic. I've never seen him even close to crying before, but he shrugs it off and tells me he's fine and that he's glad to see I'm safe.

Loki

I'm walking slowly along a cycle path just down from my house. It's a common place to walk dogs and such, so I don't mind the people I see up ahead. However, within a few moments someone starts shouting and swearing. The people with him run into the trees and bushes at the sides of the path.

I pick up my speed to see what's going on. The rage behind his shouting is making my skin crawl. When I get closer, I see that he's an old man. He turns around and I stop in my tracks. He's grinning at me and has the brightest blue eyes I've ever seen, but he has no eyelids and his smile scares me. I shake it off a little and try to get past him, but he grabs me. "Soon we're gonna be the last two people on earth, eh? And it'll just be you and me".

I shake him off, angry, and hiss that that's only in his dreams. I find the road ahead blocked, so I turn back the way I came, but he follows me, shouting things to me as I go. Suddenly he runs in front of me, kicks my feet from under me so that I'm on my knees and grabs me by the throat. I see that he's not old anymore. Luckily he has eyelids.

I squirm as he talks to me, he's hurting my neck. "Think you could get away from me so easily?" He shakes me slightly and I grit my teeth. "You recognise me, don't you?" He smiles slyly. Yes, he looks familiar but I can't put my finger on it.

"Please don't hurt me" I manage to say, but it's hard because although his smile has softened, his grip around my neck has gotten stronger.

I realise it's Loki, from the Avengers. I faintly know I'm dreaming, but his smile vanishes and he tosses me away from him. He vanishes, and pieces of paper float down from where he was standing. I pick them up before they're swept away by the wind.

I look up to find a teacher from my primary school. I call to her, almost in tears, and ask about the paper.

[Dreamskip] She's taken me to what looks like a large warehouse, with huge crates strategically laid out to make rooms and hallways. She leaves me alone and I drift through them until I come across a large opening.

I faintly realise I can change things in the dream. There's a boy sitting on the floor in front of something, so I sit in front of him and ask him to keep still. His eyes are dark, so I raise my hand slightly and focus on turning them blue. They eventually shift colour. I manage to what seems like change the contrast of his skin, like a picture.

There's a noise behind me, so I look back to find my close friend J emerge from some smoke. God, I'm so happy to see him after all that's happened. I run up and hug him, but he unlocks my arms from around him and coldly tells me he can't talk to me anymore, because he has a girlfriend and she feels threatened by me. This pisses me off. "Screw your girlfriend! She doesn't trust you very much does she?" but he shrugs it off.

A man comes out with a bow and declares that today's activity is archery. He hands me the bow and takes a few of us up to a top crate. There's boards set up and I've to shoot them. I manage it pretty easily and he's surprised, so he take the bow back and adds a mouse trap to it.

Awake Non-lucid Semi-lucid Lucid

Attempt:

I went to bed at 9:30 (early I know, but I'm sick and had nothing better to do) having read The Final Empire for an hour. I had set my alarm for 3:30, however I couldn't sleep again for the second night in a row. After two hours of tossing and turning I read again and fell asleep shortly after that. I woke at 7:15, but went back to bed half an hour later. I woke up at hourly periods after that, up until 11.

Dreams:

Old Friends

I am in the shelter at school. It's a gorgeous, sunny day which I'm taking full advantage of, until the Rector strides over. He stops at the floor to ceiling glass wall which shows a staircase, and several sleeping girls beneath it. I gasp as he pushes in a glass pane, which swings open, and expect the whole thing to come down, which it doesn't. The girls slowly awaken, groaning and stretching, lifting their heads from their schools bags which they'd used as pillows. I recognise one as my old friend Sarah. She snaps at the Rector - which is quite unlike her - and he leaves.

I notice that Sarah doesn't look herself; she has light blonde hair instead of it's usual bright red and pairs this with a pair of dark, smokey eyes and an air of confidence she doesn't usually possess. She jumps up, grabs her bag and rushes out with a "bye guys!"

I turn my head to find I'm sitting on the ground in a circle with a group of friends. "Is it just me, or is something different about her?" I ask. They nod in agreement.


Aussies

F opens the door to the Asda freezer and peers inside. "What's in there?" I ask. He smirks, as if it should be obvious. He grabs a bag of frozen vegetables and waves them in my face before putting them back and slamming the door. I wander off to the end of the store, where there's a line of vending machines. As I think about what sugar filled, carbonated drink I want, it unexpectedly churns out a dark bottle of Vimto. Ew, I hate Vimto. I pick it up gingerly, placing it on the nearest counter.

As I feared, a shop assistant rushes up to me and demands to know whether or not I paid for it. I explain that it just dropped out F shouts over to me that he wants a Coke Zero. Well he can get it him bloody self.

I remember that my dad had sent me to to supposedly buy a car. That's strange, a car? I'm not even old enough to drive yet... But I find a till and ask to see their cars. I feel quite stupid considering Asda don't even sell cars, but the man surprises me by leading the way out. I recognise a girl following us that I knew from primary school, she notices me and smiles, telling me she wants to buy a Ford.

Out in the car park, I glance around awkwardly for a small, cheap one. It's not exactly hard since they all look rather old and run-down.

Under the shelter of the walkway, I notice Andrea waving her arms wildly and beckoning me over. She points to a large group of boys in sunglasses and beach shorts. What..? One of the boys turns round and grins at me. I recognise him as Alex (Dark_Merlin) . I run and jump on him, giving him a tight hug, excited to see him. He's taller than what I expected. "What are you doing here!?"

He says something I don't quite catch. He's brought a lot of friends with him and they're all talking at once. God, was his accent always that strong? "I can't make out what you're saying..." I tell him, frowning in frustration. One of his friends announce that they want to go to Starbucks, so we set off walking. I find it difficult to believe that they're here on holiday, and the confusion makes me faintly believe that it's a dream, although it doesn't register. I babble nonsense to Alex, and start to feel like I'm annoying everyone with my constant stream of chatter.

It's very, very hot and I try to fan myself in order to cool down. An Australian girl with dark hair and really badly applied purple eyeshadow rolls her eyes at me. What a charmer.

We stop outside what I thought to be a holiday inn but is now a cafe. I stare at it for a few moments in shock. "I did not know this was here. Since when was this here?" I splutter to Andrea, who sits on the grassy bank and is looking really rather tanned. I sit beside her, and a blonde boy from the group joins us. He and Andrea already appear to be acquainted.

"How many boys have you...?" He winks. What, sex with? A blunt question.

"None." I reply, rolling my head back to face the warmth of the sun.

"No," he chuckles. "Liked."

"Ah... now that's a different story." I say, smiling faintly at the boys. Andrea giggles beside me. But I'm so hot it's getting to the point where sweat's starting to run down my face, so I decide to head home for a change of clothing.

The Australian girl smirks and says "what, can't handle a bit of heat? You're so full of yourself. I bet you're going home to slap on some makeup so you can get in someones pants."

Who the hell is this girl? Didn't she hear what I just said? Alex has some pretty bitchy friends, it seems.

"No, I'm going home to change because I feel like I'm melting. You might be used to this heat, but I'm from Scotland, remember? It isn't usually like this. I'll run home, and won't be long."

Alex nods at this, seemingly amused by our little spat. The girl sulks and crosses her arms.

I run home, faster than what's possible. When I get home I find it's night, which confuses me. I open the blinds in my bedroom to see next door's having a party, fireworks and BBQ included.

Night time? I bet they didn't even wait on me! I look at my phone to see a couple of missed calls from Alex. Since when did he have my number? I run outside, planning on running back to Starbucks. I get to the park nearest to my house and see a ghostly woman in a floaty, shapeless white dress floating in the air, a shocked expression on her face.

I sigh. Another distraction, Alex must be getting really pissed off with me. "I know this is a dream, but this is ridiculous." I tell the ghost woman.

I pause, thinking about what I just said. A dream... A dream! Of course I'm dreaming! I feel like face-palming over how long it took me to realise. I should have known as soon as I saw Alex in the Asda car park.

I stick my finger through my palm and cheer in excitement. It's been ages since I've had a lucid dream. I rub my hands together, but it doesn't do much. I run to the nearest tree - amber coloured leaves like in autumn - and try to see as many details as possible. They start swooping in and out, as if the world is tilting, so I can't get a good look at them.

Alex appears from behind a tree and comes over. I'm about to speak to him, but I wake up.

Tonight I plan on reading until I feel really tired (reading in bed usually puts me straight to sleep) and then set my alarm that way, so I can do a proper MILD tonight. I figured it's time to start LDing again

Awake Non-lucid Lucid

I'm sitting on my bed in the dark. I get a text and pull out two phones, both the same. I look at them, why do I have two phones? I don't own two phones, and they're exactly the same. I push my finger through my palm.

I'm dreaming! It's a nice surprise. I get up, plugging my nose and breathing, because I like the weird feeling. I look about my room and then go through my door. It's dark, but I can clearly see an elephant in the hallway. It's a small elephant, to fit into my hallway, but it slowly moves into my bathroom.

Curious, I follow it. It stands in my bathroom, flicking its trunk about. I gaze at it for a while and try to get it to make noises, but it just kind of whines.

I remember that I've to try and find either nito89 (Ben) or Arch. I decide to try and find Ben because he'll be easier to visualise and find. I stand outside the door to my brothers room, picturing him in my head. I try and make him as real as possible, because I don't want him to be a DC.

I open the door, into a rather square, creamy room. The walls are cream and slightly dirty, and there's a cream carpet. To the side, there's a little bit of furniture, a sofa or something, but the rest of the room is unfurnished.

Ben's sitting on the floor, little packets and spliffs around him. He looks up at me and giggles, clearly high. I'm starting to lose lucidity, but I stand wondering what to do with him. I say something to him, but he looks as though he can't comprehend what I'm saying. A girl walks in and he becomes instantly interested in her, offering her some weed.


And then I lost lucidity and can't recall the rest.

Awake Non-Lucid

I'm in a hospital visiting a friend. I go into the main hall, which is cold and long, and I can't see the ceiling. The floor is blue, with two yellow stripes at either side. At the side of the giant hall are rows and rows of giant cages.

I step into on and find my friend. She sits, not looking up at me, doing nothing. Just staring blankly, like a zombie. I sit down next to her and put my hand on her back. She does nothing. "Hey this isn't too bad, you'll get out when you're better."


She says nothing.

[Dreamskip] I'm in Italy, on holiday with a friend. It's sunny and we're going traveling. We get to the next hotel and dump our stuff. My mobile rings. I pick up and someone tells me to look at the tv. I do and see to very small men in dark suits on CCTV. The person on the phone tells me they're here to get me.

I look at my friend in horror and we look around for an escape route. But in no time at all, the two men burst into the room. They point guns at us and threaten to hurt us if we don't do what they say.

I forget about my friend. I feel a mix of terror and fury, but I do as they say as to not get hurt. They take me to another friends house and make me ask him for a lift to the hospital, the one I went to visit. Now I don't feel like this is a good place at all. The two men smile to my friend, but secretly point a gun at my back.

Once we're at the hospital, which is set on gravel, surrounded by water, I try and mouth to my friend to not let me get out. He doesn't notice and drives away.

I think of attacking the men. They're not allowed to kill me, but that wouldn't stop them from hurting me. They seem to sense this and one of them tells me to shut up and not get hostile.

I'm not scared now, just furious. I stalk into the giant hall and they shove me into one of the big cages. The cage is on a slope. There's a bed and a drawer. Since it slopes up steep I can reach a bar across the ceiling to sit on. I'm sharing the cage with another girl.

Everyone here seems to lifeless. There's nothing to them. I tell myself that I'll give everyone who works here as much trouble as I can, even if I get hurt for it. They call this place a hospital or a facility, though I have no idea what I'm doing here.

A girl comes into the cage and flops onto the floor near us. She turns to me and glances me over. "Got any condoms?" she mumbles. I look at her for a second, and then shake my head. She mumbles something else and then leaves.

I get out of the cage and walk along the middle of the hall. People stick to the two lines on either side. One line walks up the hall, another walks down. Someone grabs me and drags me over to one of the lines. I'm about to complain when he shushes me and whispers "you can't walk in the middle, they'll beat you for it."

The guy is quite tanned, with grey eyes and dark hair. I've never seen him before, but he doesn't have that dead look about him that everyone else does. In fact, he even gives me a small smile. I'm about to ask him why i'm here and how long he's been here, when he moves away and I lose sight of him.

I don't know how long I spend in the "hospital". The workers get keep an eye on me because i'm aggressive towards them.

Suddenly i'm out in my street. I'm out? I'm out in the sun for the first time in ages. I look around in disbelief.

I'm on a pavement on a hill, unsure of what to do. I remember someone telling me that trackers are on everyone and that if you get out, they hunt you down. Now i'm terrified.

A guy on a skateboard skates down the hill. I recognize him and he throws me a smile. "Wait! Don't I..?" But then he's gone.

I hear sirens and a van skids around the corner. Men jump out, grabbing me. I kick and scream, trying to fight them off, but they're too strong and I know they've got me. They throw me into the van.

I'm tied up and notice the guy on the skateboard is driving. He's the guy from the line! "What are you doing here?" I hiss at him. It dawns on me that he was trying to warn me that they had found me. "So that's why you..." I shut up, realizing I could get him in a hell of a lot of trouble if the others found out.

We're on a plane now, flying over the hospital. It appears to be out in the ocean now. As soon as I'm let out, I dive into the water, desperate to get away again. I don't care if I can't swim long enough to get away. I'm not going back there.

The water is clear. I see the guy dive in. He doesn't try and catch me, just points upwards. I decide to give him a chance. When we're above the water he looks at me curiously.

The rest is a blur. I vaguely remember a tracker being cut from my arm and then running to a cage. The guy gives me a legup to a certain bar which leads above the cages and into a pipe big enough for me to fit through. I clamber onto the top of the cages, and slide into the pipe and out of site.

Awake Non-lucid Vivid

It's dark and windy outside. I'm in a white, open room with many windows, but it's bustling with people. I'm in school, in a french lesson (definitely NOT my school, and I don't take or know any french) . I'm laughing with a couple of people. The class seems really informal. No one is sitting in seats, and we're off in groups doing whatever we want. I start talking a bit of German.

A teacher comes up. (She actually teaches RMPS at my school). She's very small, with long dark hair. I seem to think that she's a laid back teacher and that I can have a joke around with her, but when I make a comment, her face goes stern.

She asks me to say something in French. I glance at my friends, but they offer no help. I mumble something and the teacher is suddenly furious. She shouts in my face, so I try and back away but end up flat against a window. She slaps me, quite hard, and I'm getting quite scared.

She drags me outside by my hair and pushes me onto my knees, shoving a shotgun into my hands. For some reason, this is a horrible punishment. I hold the the shotgun away from me and shake my head. I don't want to touch it and it seems to burn my skin. The night is suddenly very still and starry, it would actually be beautiful, if I weren't preoccupied.

The teacher grabs a boy and holds him in front of me.

"Shoot him or I'll shoot you."

I'm breathing heavily, I look between the boy and the teacher. The boy is shaking and obviously fearing for his life. The teacher's face remains neutral. My life or his.

I can't do it. I throw the shotgun to the ground.

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I'm at Alton Towers, before the park has actually opened. I'm standing in a line waiting to get on Rita, excited but also a little fearful. I remember the speed and am not sure if I want to go on it again. I decide to leave and go on Air instead.

I go to back out of the line, but someone pushes me forward and I can't get out. Suddenly I'm in an indoor swimming pool, all tiled. A woman pulls me onto a chair and straps me in. I tell her I don't want to go on but she either can't hear me or doesn't care. She doesn't strap me in properly, as the belt is becoming undone. I can't get out of the seat though.

The seat lifts up and delves into the water. I'm only under for a few seconds but when I'm dragged back up I cough and splutter out water. It's dripping into my eyes and blurring my vision but I can't move to wipe it away. My clothes feel like they're just dragging me downwards. The water is ice cold.

Someone at the side sits with a laptop. "You need to download some mantras!" They call. I'm pushed back underwater and have stopped fighting against it. The person keeps shouting that I need to "download" mantras, but I go quite lifeless and sag against the chair. Eventually I black out.

Awake Non-Lucid Vivid

This was after my WBTB, where I done a mantra saying that I will wake up after each REM, lie still and DEILD.

I'm in a large music room with a class, although there's only a few of us here. The only person I actually notice and take an interest in is a tall boy with strawberry blonde hair. There are two piano's, which I decide to try and play. I sit down and try to play a familiar piece, but the keys are flat and not defined, so I find it very hard to play.

Suddenly a teacher -a man- comes in and says we need to move out, that we're homeless and on the run. We all troop out into medieval Scotland. We walk for ages, trying to get to the border between Scotland and England. I swear and jump about, because it's legal in Scotland but not England (only in the dream of course). I run ahead of everyone, trying to find the sign. Eventually I see i've ran past it into England. Scared, I quickly re-cross the border.

Night has fallen and everyone is chilled to the bone, and tired. We huddle together, shivering. They all move away to find a place to sleep. I notice two dark, twisted gates facing each other. I move to the one on the left, climb up the tall stone walls until i'm peering over it.

There's bushes and gravestones everywhere. Sticks of fire light up patches of the area. I get the feeling that I can change things, so with a bit of effort I manage to make some of the graves sparkle blue.

With a shriek, a gargoyle flies past, a firey torch on it's back and a spear clenched in it's claws. I drop to the ground before it sees me and realise with horror that this is the cursed graveyard. Anyone who is seen in it is doomed to be hunted down and brutally murdered by the monsters inside, if they are seen. It's why there are torches everywhere, and the monsters carry them with them.

But, the graveyard opposite the cursed, is a safe haven. Unsure if i've been spotted, I sprint into the safe graveyard to find my group. They're on the dirty ground, curled up sleeping. Heart pounding, I lie down. I can't sleep because I still feel something is wrong.

Where's the blonde boy? I can't see him. He didn't go into the graveyard did he? Fear gripping me, I run back over to the cursed graveyard. Instead of climbing, I fly up into the air. Yes! He's down in there. I can't let him be seen.

I shoot out my hand, which extinguishes a nearby fire. I do this to the ones around him, and even to the flying gargoyle, which shrieks menacingly. I don't care, I just need to get the guy out of here.

And unfortunately I can't remember any more than that It was rather creepy..

Awake Non-lucid Semi-lucid

I've sneaked into a huge, golden skyscraper that i'm certainly not supposed to be in. If I get caught, I get killed because this is highly secret stuff. I have no idea what i'm doing. It's just that i'm curious, and I guess finding out what's in here is worth the risk.

There's nothing in the polished, white and gold hall. I run the the left side, where there lies a single lift. As I wait for it to come down, I fidget nervously. Anyone could be around the corner, waiting to attack me.

The lift doors open and I quickly jump inside. In front of me is a counter (white and gold of course) with a stack of high profile things. My eyes widen at the site of the array of tiny vials of liquid potions, and the neat line of needles. I grab the needles and a few of the vials before the lift doors ping open.

I turn and ice cold fear sweeps over me. Standing just outside the doors are a group of burly looking men in suits, and in the middle, the Joker from The Dark Knight. I repeatedly press the close button, and as the doors shut, I see a psychotic glint in his eyes and a menacing smile as he looks at me.

The lift seems to have gone up instead of down. I grab more of the vials, though I have no idea what to do with them. I reach the roof and jump out, running across into the middle.

The Joker steps out a few moments later. Very slowly, he brings out a very sharp, curved dagger. With exaggerated slowness, he steps closer, polishing the knife with his jacket, eyes fixed on me.

Out of nowhere, Asher shoots down from the sky, landing with a crash that blows up smoke and hides both of them from view. I hear a manic laugh and the sounds of weapons clashing. I want to run, but there's no where. I get to the edge of the building, looking out over the city at night time, and wait with my heart thumping erratically.

"Get out of the way!"

Asher throws himself over me, knocking me to the ground. A dagger flies past, where I was just standing. He grabs the needle from me and hisses "use this!"

The Joker comes over, ready to kill me, and I plunge the needle into his chest and inject him with the liquid inside. He splutters, clutching his heart, and falls to the ground. He soon dies.

Asher and I stand over him, breathing heavily. Asher soon collects himself and looks through the vials of potions i've collected, studying each carefully. I'm still standing in shock. I realise I've got slashed in the stomach, and there's blood all over my white t-shirt. Asher comes up with an orange vial. "Put this on it," he says gently.

I spread the liquid over the wounds. It stings like a bitch and I have to grit my teeth to hold back tears. Pain? Why is it so painful? I thought this was a dream.. a dream?

But the thought vanishes as Asher starts explaining which vial does what. He says that these are my gifts and weapons, as they only work for certain people. He says that i'm in danger and that i'm being hunted. "Why?" I ask, very confused.

I don't get an answer, because a few seconds later a giant serpent. It appears to be the one from Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets. There's no way i'm getting anywhere near that to inject it with a deadly poison. "Leave this to me!" shouts Asher, and he flies up with a sword to attack it in the air.

I don't get to sit and watch. Spiderman has jumped down from a web and advances on me. He appears to be electrified, so again I can't inject him. So I run. Like other dreams, i'm almost impossible to catch and can climb and jump better than those around me.

I sprint to the opposite edge and throw myself off. The wind catches me a moment, and then drops me onto a roof lower down. I notice little ramps and boards on the edges to run off.

Spiderman shoots out web and swings down. I have to keep moving. I leap from building to building, panicking more and more, determined to get away from him. There's one time when he swings to land in front of me, and I skid to a halt. I inject him with electricity, and then feel like shooting myself because there's crackles over electricity passing over him anyway. But it seems to paralyse him. I run and jump onto the edge of a water tank, feeling like I have limited time until he can move again.

I can't get to the top of the water tank. I clamber and kick my feet, starting to make little crying noises from fear. Eventually I manage to scramble to the top. Stupid Spiderman. He forgets he electrified and swings onto the water tank, causing him to explode and die.

Asher beheads the Serpent just as I leap onto his roof again. I'm shaking and pretty near to passing out. I drop and he catches me.

I black out.

Awake Non-lucid

I'm on a beach, sitting in the damp sand. The sun is low in the sky, a sunset. Skylar comes and sits beside me. The sun makes his hair look especially golden. It's been a long time since i've seen him. We sit in silence.

I find myself in a room covered in photos. A door opens and a few people walk in, guns out, looking hostile. They shoot at me, but I jump to the side, finding twin guns in my hands. I notice i'm wearing knee length boots, black shorts, and a black shirt. I'm also wearing a thick belt containing various knives and holders for my guns.

I shoot down one of the men quickly and jump off a wall. The woman runs from the room.

The other man's bullet catches me in the leg. I yell out and drop to one knee. Everything goes in slow motion. I'm frozen as I watch another bullet fly through the air and hit me in the stomach.

I wake up on a sky scraper. Skylar is hanging motionless on the edge of it, several feet in the air. The blonde woman, Katie, appears. "You can choose to save the city or you can choose to save him." then she disappears.

The city is getting blown up around me. But I see men take aim at Skylar. I shout out, and shoot down the men. A missile flies past and I try to catch it. I can't defend both of them at the same time.

Someone tackles me, and i'm knocked out again. "We've got her!" I hear, as I pass out.

I wake up in a dank, dark room made of metal. I press my ear to the door.

"We have her contained. There's no way she's getting out."

"You better keep her in there, because you know we won't get her back if she gets out. She's impossible to catch when she's on the move."

I notice a tiny hole in the wall. I guess they thought I couldn't get through it. They should think again.

I squeeze through the door and run.

Alarms sound, and I hear people shooting. "Grab her!"

But i'm too fast. When i'm running, no matter who tries to shoot or grab me, i'm too fast for them. I run down the metal halls, jumping over objects and swinging from poles to avoid being caught.

I glance over my shoulder to see a group of large, metal robots. They have big guns and are on motorbikes. I jump, kick off the wall next to me, and kick one off their bike, landing on it. I grab the guns and speed off. But if I don't stop them soon eventually they'll shoot me down.

I skid 180 degrees and drive backwards, hands free, firing my guns at them. But there's too many. I crash through a wall and hop off, again making a run for it.

It seems there's so much chaos behind me that they've lost me. I run down a very empty, silent hall and into what looks like a bedroom. I almost faint when I realise I've ran straight into Katie's room. She could turn up any second. I panic, looking about for a way out. I shoot out the window panel and leap through it.

I land over the other end of a metal fence, just scraping past it into long, overgrown grass. I look behind me to see a beautiful garden with a fountain. Feeling like something bad is going to happen, I sprint away as fast as possible.

[Dreamskip] I slam the door closed. An elder, strict looking woman looks up. "How was your stay?" she asked, looking calculating.

"It wasn't a "stay" you liar. It was a fucking mission and you almost got me killed."

Awake Non-Lucid Vivid

I'm in a shed. The wood is dark and splintered, with white salt marks down it. The shed is cramped and filled with forgotten objects that no one cares for anymore. I turn my head to see a dusty dvd called Cheaper By the Dozen 5.

Someone calls my name. I turn around to look out of the door. Two men are lying in awkward positions on the sandy floor outside. They look as though they've dropped from the sky and broken all their bones when they landed. "Cheaper by the dozen 5?" I say slowly. "I thought there were only a couple of those movies."

The men shake their heads vigorously. "No no. There are much more!"

I go outside. I'm on a small strip of sandy land, surrounded by the sea. There's a rough breeze, and a few wind and salt worn straggly trees sprouting from the ground, their bark the same colour as the shed, with the same white marks. The sky is grey and everything is all together bleak.

Suddenly a wave passes high over head. It's going to cover the whole tiny island.

I jump onto a meter sized bit of bark. It's picked up by the wave and I struggle to stay on the board as both myself and the wave travel higher and higher. I see mountains all around. This is a disaster. A second wave comes up behind me and threatens to crash onto me. I grit my teeth and try harder to rise above the wave.

As we go higher, both waves begin to freeze. I hear chinking sounds as the water suddenly freezes with deathly jagged spikes. I throw myself from the ice and land with a crash into cold, salt water.

I come up for air, exhausted. My vision flickers as I dimly register another little sandy island, with the same dark wood as the other island. There are little wooden log houses on this one, and people bustle about. There are a variety of wooden ships surrounding the island, and fishermen out catching their dinner.

I don't have the energy to swim. I float, unable to swim to shore. It's so close, yet so far. The island fades from view and I pass out.

I wake up in a bed with a log fire crackling away beside me. It's a small two roomed cabin by the looks of it, with plain wooden furnishings and knitted cloths. There is no technology at all.

An old woman comes into the room. She's small, with grey wavy hair tied back and a kind, wrinkled face. She gives me a smooth wooden bowl and spoon, with what looks like soup in it. She says it's potato. I tend to only like tomato soup but i'm hungry and eat up eagerly. It's tasty and spiced with other things too.

When i'm feeling better she takes me outside. It really is a small place, but everyone is busy bustling about. She explains to me that there are two groups of people. People who fish and people who keep ships. They are happy to live side by side as long as the fishermen provide the ship people with fish, for boats in return.

As I look around I notice that the only thing people are eating is little bowls of soup. I get i'll have to get used to that. It's cold, salty, and the sky is still grey and bleak, with the white freezing mountains in the backround. But I feel oddly content and at home. I feel like I have found my place, even if it almost killed me getting here, with the ice dagger waves.

Awake Non-Lucid Lucid

I'm in my local park, in the car park to be exact. I look around, and see a cluster of caravans in the corner. There is washing lines hung out, pots and pans. I stare for a little while, waiting on something but i'm not quite sure what.

A group of people come out, and see me. There hands turn claw like and their eyes narrow. They scream high-pitched screams, which sends shivers down my spine. My eyes widen and I run in the opposite direction, to the road. I hear snarls from behind and twist my head back to see how far away they are. I whimper as I see they are no longer people, but small, hard skinned dinosaurs with lines of jagged teeth and red eyes.

But something's not right. It clicks. This is a dream. This is a dream...

I stick my finger through my palm to confirm it, then breath through my nose. I stop, then turn to the dinosaurs. I run at them, yelling wildly. They stop, making small squeaks, and run off.

I turn around to find myself in the downstairs hall in my house. My auntie's there. "This is a dream." I tell her. She scoffs. I repeat that this is a dream. She pauses, then looks around in amazement. I don't know whether it is actually her or not.

I go into my garden. There's a guy there, i'm not sure how old he is, maybe mid-twenties, swinging around a sword and a pole. I lift up my hand and swing it gently to the side, making the sword and pole tug from his hands. I make a thowing motion, and the floating objects speed off into the distance.

I smile, and approach the man. He's very cute, I may as well have some fun. He's about to speak, but I wrap my arms around him and kiss him.

After awhile I decide to fly and see what's out there. I take a few steps back. This dream is very clear and i'm not sure if I can do it. I run and jump, willing my body off the ground. At first I think i'm going to fall back down, but then I steady myself in the air and rise up and forward.

Above the hill behind my house is endless green and orange fields, a common colour scheme in my dreams I find. There are also giant blooming red flowers that trail off into the sky. I lean forward and zoom faster. I try to make sure I don't lose my lucidity. I don't think I will, but don't remember anything after that, except shouting out for Asher because I would like to see him.

I became lucid another two times that night but i'd rather not put them on here...

Awake Non-Lucid

I'm walking out of the front doors of school. It's a beautiful sunny day, and my friends wave at me to come over. "Paul's looking for you," she said quietly into my ear. "He told me to give you this."

She took out a parcel wrapped in blue. I glance around and ask her to put it back into her bag. "What's this for?" I whisper, wishing we were at her house instead of at the school gates. We start walking.

"He's going to ask you out," said Rochelle, with a teasing smile on her face. I groaned internally. I still haven't made a decision about him yet. It's a well known fact between us that he has a crush on me. I mean, we're friends and in fact I used to like him. Maybe still kinda do. But I just don't know if he's boyfriend material. God...

"Hey!"

I hear Greg behind us. I look around to see a group of guys, all of who I'm friends with, walking behind us. Shit, Paul's there.

"Open your present!" Greg shouts, the guys all jump about and whoop excitedly. I roll my eyes with a grin and tell them affectionately to shut the hell up. But Sophie pulls the present from her bag and hands it over. I sure hope this isn't embarrassing.

I rip open the paper to find a bundle of notes. They're sealed in an envelope, with a heart on the front. Oh god, hearts? I blush, but start reading.

There's a lot to read through, so I skim over it mostly. It's not entirely to do with me, mostly it's a few compliments and jokes. In fact, it's really sweet. The guys behind us cheer and start to act out.

Greg turns to Sean. "Oh sweet darling, will you be my lover?" He projects loudly, in a clipped, clear voice, sweeping his imagined hair back and fluttering his eyelashes.

"Oh," begins Sean, looking to the sky and pouting his lips. "Why yes, sweet darling, I shall be yours forever!" He sighs dramatically and they fall into each others arms. Everyone cheers and laughs, and I even smile to myself a little, they're still funny even though they're taking the piss.

I walk ahead of the others and sit on some steps with Sophie and Rochelle. They mutter insults at the boys, though they're grinning and I hear fondness in their voices. They are really the biggest bunch of idiots i've ever seen, but they're awesome. I hear Paul behind me. Y'know what? Why not? He's sweet and I like him.

I stand up and smile.


This has just confused meee.....

Awake Non-Lucid Vivid

Where is he?

My sister has been taken. (I don't actually have a sister. One brother who's not in this dream) I know who took her. Where is he?

Anger is bubbling inside me. I rage I've never felt before. I'm wandering around Touch. She's just a kid for crying out loud. Who else is there to protect her but me? And that bastard has taken her. So I will go flush him out. He's using her as bait, and it's working.

I get my other sisters, all of them younger than me, and we begin the search. We go in and out of buildings, look under and over things, mostly I am alone. I am fiercely determined. When I catch that wanker I'm going to string him up by the balls.

Eventually I see him, standing on a roadside. Everything seems grey. I run at him. I want to kill him. I jump, hitting him, and we both topple to the floor. I pin him down with my legs, hands tightening around his throat. He chokes and I try hard to hold him down, but he throws me off.

Suddenly I feel incredibly weak. We both stand, facing each other. He smiles calmly. "I assume you're looking for your sister, hm?"

My eyes narrow, and I snarl at him quietly. This seems to amuse him. It annoys the hell out of me, but for some perverse reason I want him to like me. I instantly write it off, but the feeling is still there. "Where is it, Kor?" the smile remains on him face, which scares me to no end. I falter slightly, but still keep quiet.

His face twists and I see anger flash across. I recognize he's going to hurt me. I've never been hit before.

As soon as I think this, he punches me across the face, hard. I fall to the ground, stunned and in pain. I feel as though the energy has drained out of me. He strokes my arm. "Kor... Why do you make me hurt you? You know I don't want to, but you make me. Just tell me where it is."

The hit has confused me and I can't make out what he wants. I sit up, feeling entirely numb, feeling as though I'm going to pass out at any second. His hand travels across my scalp and tightens on a bundle of my hair. He tugs my head down painfully and seeths into my ear. "Where. Is. It?"

I can't even remember what it is.

I raise my eyes, panting slightly, to see we're on a rooftop. My sister's playing near the edge with another girl. She looks unhurt, but something's off about her.

I look into the his eyes, I can't get behind the terrifying fury there. They go back to calm. It's fucking with my head. I feel like he owns me. I want to please him but he makes me so afraid.

This was an uncomfortable dream. It kinda unnerved me.

Awake Non-lucid

I'm in some girls room. There's paper models hanging by string from the cieling, and loads of photos of me and her on the wall. I don't actually seem to know her but.. I must because she seems to know me. She greets me with a huge smile and tight hug. I feel nervous because she's really chatty, and doesn't seem to notice something's up.

Suddenly she strips off. I feel incredibly awkward and turn away. She tells me to join her in the bath and then leaves. I stand frozen in a state of shock. What the actual fuck.

I look at the door, my heart racing. Is she my girlfriend? Have I woken up a lesbian?! I instantly reject the idea. If she thinks she is I better put her straight. I clear my throat, then walk into the bathroom.

I find I'm wearing a super tight bikini. God, this just gets worse and worse. She's in the bath and I feel my cheeks reddening. I look away, looking at the sterile looking white washed walls and sink. She seems to get the message because when I glance back she's glaring at me. She stomps out the bath, grabbing a towel and pulling it around her. I can't think of anything to say, so she storms out.

(Dreamskip) I'm outside my school, at night. She's there and still not talking to me. She heads off, and I'm really getting frustrated now. God, why am I doing this? Sorry I hurt your feelings sweetie but I'm not into you. Great apology..

I run after her, but am stopped by an old woman. She grabs a fistful of my clothes and pulls me down so I can hear her properly. I'm about to protest when she tells me to get the girl another friend so everything can be forgotten and I can finally get away from her with a clear conscious. She points to a girl from my year, not a nice one, and tells me to get them talking.

Her? Really? Better than me I suppose. I run after them, but they seem to be out of reach no matter how fast I go. Ah, what the hell, she'll get over me. Maybe I should be looking for boys instead.

My first ever lesbian dream and to be honest it scared the shit out of me. At least I'm certain of my sexuality!

Awake Non-lucid

I'm in the local leisure centre's combat room. I crouched up on a pile of mats. A blonde boy walks in and spots me, he looks familiar. He smiles, his face lighting up, then he calls to me. I leap off the mats, landing with a few steps forward, and stand. "Do you remember me?" He asks. I say nothing, but try very hard to recall where I've seen his face before. I think he senses my frustration because he says "Never mind, wanna go for a walk?"

We end up in my school quad. It's nighttime, which is the only time the school is actually nice. I find the guy is very warm and friendly, and it seems we've known each other for ages. Eventually it gets late and he leaves.

(Dreamskip) - I'm in the school crush hall, it's day now. People are bustling about, but only people from my year. We're going on a "trip" apparently. We're told to grab someone to sit with on the bus. I see the guy from last night, and latch hold of him with a grin.

We walk down to Touch, an estate down from the school. The bus is in sight when I stop. I gaze down a road. Suddenly there's snow on the ground. My eyes narrow, and then I'm skiing down it. I build up such speed I find it hard to see, then sid to a stop. It's dark out now. My phone rings.

"We're waiting on you."

I look around. I don't know where I am. Everything's in shades of blue. The moon is huge, it raises itself over the horizon, all silver with patches of blue. It occurs to me that it looks like a giant blob of cheese floating through the air. There's a bite mark at the top, as if someone bit a chunk out of it. It's quite creepy, actually.

[Dreamskip] I've found my way back to the group, who are all pissed I left for so long. I run up to Rochelle to tell her about my skiing, but she chatters over me. Eventually I quieten down and we walk ahead of everyone else. It starts to get muddy, and my foot catches in a rope, which pulls me upside and I hand in midair. Snape from Harry Potter comes along and sneers at me, I curse at him, violently swinging around, trying to punch him in the face. I don't succeed.