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Had a super long dream last night, but sadly... I didn't write anything down and now I don't remember much.

I know that there was a lot of driving, a lot of running around, my parents, my cousins, sex with Lea Michele (best part of the dream ) and some fighting/end of the world stuff. You know, the usual.

LUCID
*I realized I was in a dream when I showed this two kids how to fly. For a little while we are flying laughing. Then I notice that something fell out of the sky and fell on the ground. I was scared it might one of the kids who fell while flying but was actually my friend roberto. When I observed closer it was a whole scene of him laying dead next to a totaled car. I thought should I warn him when I wake up? Where is this information coming from?

Then I thought about my goal I wanted to accomplish. I reached in my pocket grabbed my phone, the program set up was different but more or less the appearance was pretty accurate. I dialed the operator by pressing zero and hitting send. I asked to speak with padmasambhava the operator said ok. Then he repeating something back to me that wasn't correct. I thought this guy isn't listening and he seems to be having a bad day. At this point it felt I was talking to a real person for some reason.Lost lucidity, I woke up in my apartment with day light. I had the thought I wish I could be in a lucid dream for ever. False awakening and then woke up foreal.

I've decided to stick with my current SST regime a while longer...in the hope that awareness will obviate the need to stay in bed half the day to achieve LD's. there's definitely no shortage of DS...even from the beginning of the night.

1.30 AM
A dark dream. In some tunnels and feeling scared. (DS) A violent-looking and vaguely troll-like character(DS) emerges from one of the tunnels and passes by the mouth of my tunnel a few times. It was one of those film-like scenarios where a character passes by another person who (so they're both in shot) is obviously in the 1st character's line-of-vision but he doesn't notice (you've all seen them)

I'm hiding (DS) but not very well. He's blathering sinister DC-speak about wanting "to welcome me" (Oh yeah?) I eventually retreat far down the tunnel and I can see him in the distance but he doesn't follow. With the right dose of awareness ("could I have 2 kgs of awareness please... oh, and those nice peaches over there.") I'd have been lucid one hour into the night..

5.35 AM
On board one of several *weird (DS) boats that looked like long thin flat-tops but were somehow filled with female passengers(DS) I'm sorting out where to sit and I'm advised to sit at the rear (there's some sort of drop-down section) because "It's a more stable platform." For what? Am I being launched somewhere?

7.30 AM
Working (DS) in a shipping line office. Some guy is blathering away on the phone to me and I can't understand a blind word he's saying (that's not a dream sign because I'm fairly deaf)

8.30 AM
In an office/factory?? (DS) The workers (DS)...all women as far as I can see (DS) are getting ready to go over and shower/get changed to go home Eventually, (apart from an unlikeable manager, (DS) there's only me and a woman who I apparently didn't get on very well with

There's been a few...I've worked in offices chock-full of middle-aged women (feminine mafias) and I'm now only too aware how women must have felt down, through the ages, working and living in male-dominated societies...but why me Lord...why me?

We were peering up inside some control panel at (TV's??) Weird scenario (DS) and the manager seemed to be suspicious of what we were doing. I think the control panels were Ed's really bad attempts at PC's. It either shows how little info the unconscious has or how bold are their artistic brush-strokes when creating a dream. What are you using to apply the paint Ed...a potato?

Awareness, awareness, awareness, awareness (write it out 10,000 times before home-time Mr Sid)

I was at rangebank, on the the basketball court with some people I knew. I saw a group of people leaving the school, heading towards the car park. As they walked passed, I was making a noise *Hurrrrrrr*. It was directed at them. They didn't like it, and proceeded to do the same thing towards me. They now started throwing things over the fence, towards us. One of the DC's threw a tub of hair wax towards me. I recognised the brand of hair wax, it was dominate (A brand I've used in the passed), expect it was yellow.

I picked it up and said ''you're not getting this back''. They jumped and fence and were hostile towards us. They were not happy on how we treated them and wanted the hair product back. I told them to settle down, and that I would give the product back. The DC that threw the item, looked very familiar and very tall. I asked him if he was one of three names. I only remember one of them, it was Edward I. He responded saying, no he's none of them.

I was now at a random house. I was in the bedroom and could hear someone getting angry and sounded like they were blaming me on not giving them a bed. I opened the door and someone dragging a mattress down the hallway, while the DC that threw the wax earlier, was next to him. I told him in a calm voice, ''What do you need?''. To my surprise he only wanted a pillow.

False Awakening Fail.
I was sitting at my computer, staring at the desktop. It looked very convincing, as I had the same wallpaper. I become a little confused, knowing that I could see the monitor through my sleeping mask. I figured that I probably had them on my head, and not covering my eyes, which was correct. I now put them, and to my surprise, I could see the monitor still, as clear as day. I looked away, back and forth. Nothing changed. Everything went black, and I figured I had turned the computer off. I convinced myself that the monitor was bright enough to be seen through my mask. *Face palm* Can't believe I didn't RC.

I was at Jamie S's house, where he's basketball area is. I think it was Jane's 50th birthday and we had to dress up in costume for it. I was with Jarrod F, Ed (Big brother contestant), Jane and Tim. I remember trying to be more out going to impress Jarrod. Ed had left, and I was trying to take his place. Ed and Jarrod were good friends, and I wanted to better him, if not be similar.

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Ed - Big Brother

I was now in the car with Jarrod and the sky didn't look right. I looked into the distance and saw a volcano. It was shooting smoke and debree out of it. I think there was two volcano's.
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Volcano

We reached out destination, and it was like a town that looked built in an Arabian country, light tan buildings and road. I decided to jump up and grab onto a pole. I was just hanging there for the hell of it. It felt very easy to just hang, as if I was stronger then normal.

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Arabian Town

We were now in a office of some sort. It was myself, Jarrod, and two DC's. One of the DC's was behind the desk and I showed her what was in my bag, so she knew I didn't steal anything. There was strange items in the bag, with one being a quarter full mouth wash bottle. The DC behind the desk said something about the mouthwash, and I said that I don't care if it's out of date, i'd still have it. I think it expried 2011-2012. We were all laughing. I mentioned to her, what would I be like in the bed room then? The moment turned a bit awkward and she didn't hear me the first time, so I repeated myself. It was still awkward.

Dream Fragment:
I was still in the Arabian country and I was part of a game. I think we all had certain super powers. I was being chased.

I'm just gonna get right to the point, I'm gonna spend some time catching up and putting everything from my notebook dream journal (written with pen) onto this online one. So, yeah. And also, some of this might scare you. I got used to it and for that I payed the price.

Part one (I call this one the God complex):
I don't know how I got here, but I'm in some kind of jungle. It's night time and there's some scary noises I can hear. I start running to find some kind of shelter. I can't find a good place so stop where I'll be safe, so I just keep running. Eventually, I hear something move close by. I turn around and see something rustle in the bushes. I keep running. Eventually, the becomes daytime. I'm still running. I'm getting a bit of an adrenaline rush. There's that fear factor I can feel in my gut also. Eventually, I slow down, but I'm still scared for my life. I start thinking about the dream itself and wondering if it's a dream at all. Then, I get to thinking if it'll ever end. If I'll ever see my friends or family again. About middleschool, and highschool, and if I'll ever get back. I think about my friends, and about the times I've spent with them. I start running faster. That fear factor is playing up again. After a little while, it's night time again. Time to look for the shelter that I'll never find. I don't know what it is, but I can feel something watching, like its been there the whole time. I start seeing pairs of red, glowing eyes watching me. No matter how fast I run, they're still there. After a while, it's day time again. And it all happens over, and over, and over, and over. As it goes I miss my friends more, and more, and more, and more, and more until it's a goddamned knife in my back, like its pulling me down. Some time later, I see something. Something big and bright. I walk closer and eventually I see a body of water, the sun reflecting off of it. Just below the horizon are some docks, next to what looks like an oil rig at the center of the body of water. My heart skips a beat, and I'm grateful there's a sig of people. A couple minutes later, I see a few of my friends. I run up and hug them, tell them how fucked up everything was, and they just say "Hey Ian how ya doing?". I know something's wrong, but I don't wanna believe it. All I wanna believe is that it'll all end. Anyways, they pull up their raft, we all climb on, and start moving out to the oil rig. Once we get there, I'm stunned. There's all of my friends, my family, everyone. People from school that I didn't even know that well. It's like a party. There's music, there's dancing. A couple of girls even gave me their phone number. I don't care. I'm just glad to see all of them. To know they're there with me. A little while later, the sun starts setting. I'm leaning on a railing, looking at the horizon where there isn't any land ahead (if you imagine it like a cove, where to the north is the docks and a small village, to the west and south is the jungle, and to the east is a long river that opens up to an ocean). I'm trying to absorb everything. Let it all sink in. But then I notice something. To the east, where the cove opens up to an ocean, the water starts swaying. Eventually, I see a huge wave (gigantic. unbelievably enormous. like it's the end of the world). I start shouting, trying to get everyone to run, but they tell me I'm crazy. They tell me to just relax. And then, once the wave is an eighth of a mile away, they start evacuating, telling every one to go into the hole (you know, like a submarine hole, like a shelter room). They start telling everyone to get in there. (and this is where the endgame hits. the climax. where i know theres no god and if there were, he'd be not a god, but Lucifer himself). I climb into the shelter room. Everything inside looks like the inside of a submarine (metal walls, floor, spinney-wheel kind of door). Theres a few other people there. My parents, the girl I love (who just thinks I might have a crush on her), my best friend, etc. Then it hits. People are still screaming "what do we do?!" when it does. The blast shuts the metal door, and I start crying. Because the people outside didn't make it. But the door gets blown open and we all get sucked out. Eventually, the water level drops back down I get up. There's still puddles of water everywhere. And the bodies, too. Bodies everywhere. My friends, family everyone. A couple people are still alive, but exactly when I get there and touch them, and let them know I'm there, their skin turns soft and pale, and their bodies turn to sand and water. The bodies all turn to sand and water. I find my mom and dad. They're still breathing. I start crying. I know they're gonna leave soon, but I don't want them to go. I reach over and hug them tight, to let them know I'll always love them. Then they melt. To sand and water. They all melt down, everyone. Only when I touch them. The girl I love, my best friend, and its ALL MY FAULT. Then I wake up. This is how I know there's no fucking god. No fucking person that has the slightest bit of good in them would ever make me go through that. If they would, they deserve to burn in hell, the get their insides torn out. Dream or not, that's my scar, and it drove me insane. And everytime I think about it, about what I went through I start crying. I just wish it never happens again as a dream, and that it never happens for real.

Dream 1(fragment):

I was in some city area.

Dream 2(fragments):

Was playing some game and had to pick outfit for main character from a few options that gave various bonuses to stuff.

Dream 3(fragments):

I was watching some yogscast videos, they were playing some glitchy simulator game then there was something about robotic hand and then some minecraft map which was using alot of lava underground and was also kinda messy.

Dream 4(fragment):

Something about weapons and talk about weapon stats.

I had tickets to an NFL game, I think it was the Broncos/Eagles because of the colors of their uniforms but I'm not sure. I didn't have a car so I had to walk to the game, and I realized I was late and I would never make it in time. I was walking down a single road in the middle of the desert with nothing around for miles, but then I saw a sign on the side of the road that said "Helicopter Stop" and one of the Broncos players was standing there waiting. I asked him what he was doing and he said this was where the helicopter stops to pick up people to bring to the stadium, and that he was late so the helicopter would get him there faster. I stood there waiting with him since I was also late. As we waited, he pointed off at a billboard for Bojangle's advertising meatless chicken nuggets, and he said he was a vegetarian and started to tell me how most of the players on his team were also vegetarians and how the other teams always made fun of them. I reached into my backpack and pulled out a bag of the meatless chicken nuggets and we tried them together. Neither of us could tell that they weren't made of real meat. The helicopter finally arrived and was unable to land for some reason, so it dropped down a ladder to us that we had to climb up. Once we were seated, I noticed that there were a few Eagles players sitting across from us, and the woman driving the chopper was a crazy-looking person with frizzy hair who had a big oven in the front by the controls. She was cooking a whole turkey in the oven and it smelled delicious. The Eagles players started making fun of the Broncos guy for being a vegetarian, so I had a great idea. I pulled out the meatless chicken nuggets and gave them to the Eagles guys and told them they were regular chicken, then when they ate them and commented on how delicious they were, Broncos guy and I laughed and told them they were vegan nuggets and they were made of tofu! Then the Eagles felt bad for making fun of Broncos guy because they didn't realize that tofu tasted good. The woman driving the chopper screamed and said that the smell of our chicken food was causing her turkey to not cook right, and she reached into the oven and attempted to save the turkey, but she'd let go of the controls to do so and we all went crashing into the ground.

I was digging through a bunch of my old boxes from when I was a kid, and found a box of Beanie Babies. I got all excited because I remembered how much I loved them and they brought back a lot of memories, like going to McDonald's more times than I should have to get the mini Beanies. As I dug further I found a collection of Hot Wheels cars, and was surprised because I don't remember ever collecting Hot Wheels. There were some still in the packaging, and some weird ones that were very tiny, so I looked them all up online to see how much they were worth. After looking them up, I decided to keep them and to add to my collection, so I went to Target to buy some Hot Wheels cars. When I got there, a guy standing near the toy section told me I wouldn't find any there because all Target had were Matchbox cars and that I should go to Toys-R-Us, so I went there instead and bought a cart full of Hot Wheels cars. I went home that day with about two hundred new car toys.

A dream I don't remember anything about, just that I was in a forest dashing between some trees, and then later I climbed a huge spiral staircase with ornate columns all along it.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #150: Eden

I'm in a vast, quiet white void. There's a woman here as well, long brown hair, late 20s. She's not a romantic interest but rather a colleague and collaborator on some kind of important project.

We're looking down from high above at a nearly featureless white room floating in the void. Two DCs are in the room, one male and one female, both of them controlled by us. The male is my avatar and the female is hers. While I'm thinking about this, the notion of dreaming crosses my mind and I become lucid.

She says something like, "This is how we create everything." I know she means that this is how we create a dream world.

There's a door in each wall of the white room and we each guide our avatars out through separate doors into two different new rooms. A nearly identical scene takes place in each room: each avatar steps into another nearly featureless white room that contains a DC of the opposite gender. In each room the female gently places one arm around the male's shoulders and lays him down on his back. Then, the female straddles the male like something sexy is about to happen, but she only sits like this for the briefest moment (both of them fully clothed.)

Now the couple stands up, accompanied by a newly created, fully-grown DC! (My avatar produces a "daughter" and my collaborator produces a "son".) Then each of the three DCs exits through different doors into a newly-created room, each of them encountering a DC of the opposite sex. And then the scene repeats again, the woman in each room laying her arm across the man's shoulders, lowering him to the ground, and winding up as a trio.

Each round of this doesn't take long and in just a few moment what was once a single white room is this sprawling network of hallways and chambers where DCs walk outward like ants. Some of the DCs eventually come to doors that lead them out onto a grassy hillside. As they spread further out, the hillside grows along with them. Soon there's land everywhere with DCs walking all around.

My view pulls further and further back and I see dirt roads, a stream, a little town. I'm having a hard time keeping up with how quickly all of this is happening. I make some remark about how beautiful this is and I sense something like silent agreement from my collaborator.

I decide that I want to explore this world more closely and immediately I find myself standing in the middle of one of those white rooms. I walk through a door up ahead of me and emerge into another white room. The idea of trying to complete some tasks finally occurs to me, but the dream ends pretty soon after that.

Date: 19 Sept

Pre bed: 200mg valerian

WBTB: 60 mg caffeine (RB)

Non-ld fragment: I am trying to take a shortcut at night in this familiar from previous dreams city. In one of the dark streets, I run into criminal DCs with very bad teeth. A number of young people sitting on a bench agree to defend me if necessary and I go sit there. I find one of the guys extremely beautiful. We talk for a while, but they are leaving soon. I notice that his whole body is covered with small, shiny clear droplets of water and stare in fascination.

In love: Very deep sleep and my recall is not very good.

We are moving in the dorms because it is much cheaper. There are six beds in the room and a guy who already lives here. I ask if only two of the beds, ours, are going to be used. He confirms.

The dream goes on for quite a while with all kinds of thoughts about clothes, bathroom etc. Then it looks like more people actually live here and we will be sharing the room, now apartment with them. Someone opens the door and lots of DCs come in, new roommates, I think. This girl asks me questions about the admin, I don't understand what she is saying.

Bf is gone and this guy comes and talks to me. I realize that this is a dream but my mind is kind of foggy. I remember having thoughts about me being in deep sleep and that this is good for stability. The guy leaves and another one appears, I like him very much and remark that he shows some persistent DC qualities. He comes and goes several times but looks the same, gray t-shirt, black hair, some eyeliner even, a bit like Mark Terenzi. He also gives me a kiss. We talk for some time but my memory is really bad. The dream starts to fade, I lose my sight but I can still hear him. I tell him to keep talking to me, I will hold on to the sound. I can feel my eyelids and am careful not to mess this up, but soon the image returns. He gives me another kiss. The dream slips away again and I struggle to bring it back. He is on the other side now but looking totally different and there is another guy dressed with the same clothes and holding a similar colorful object. The dream fades and I fall into oblivion.

Falling: I am walking down the stairs talking to this DC. It looks like I have forgotten my handbag, I turn back and see it at the top of the stairs. I make it fly directly to my hands. The DC remarks that I am not supposed to do this while abroad. I have this warp-like feeling and realize that I never woke up from the previous dream. The B6 woman is also here in the background and I wonder if I should go and talk to her, examine her energy, and ask why does she always behave like that. At the same time, I don't want to waste too much time with her and risk things getting out of hand, so decide to just ignore her.

I am looking at a large modern glass vase that they are selling in this now shop and try to move it with tk, but not much success. I also try with an elegant china tea cup but I feel that I don't really want to be breaking these things. Finally, I remember Angel Falls and follow the plan of "here and now". The main idea is to use the turn your back technique. I already hear water running just behind me (like a fountain in a mall). I am in some sort of not very well lit mall too. I take a few steps back, concentrating on changing the surroundings. I actually slip backwards a few steps, which feels kind of weird and not very effective, but the surrounds begin to change a bit. I decide to facilitate the process of getting rid of the old scene and into a new scene by falling backwards.

As I do this, it's as if something immaterial swallows me and I enter void weightlessness combined with motion. I shortly see lots of greenery in front of me that is very similar to rainforest vegetation, but it quickly vanishes. I am speeding backwards in the void with this weird feeling of traveling through space at high speed. For a second my mind is totally blank and I feel stressed, I try to remind myself to keep cool, be patient as it seems to be taking too long and shortly pretend I am meditating. Then I try to concentrate on one of my visualizations and build the scene as I had imagined it. During the entire time of the experience, I hear the sound of falling water. It is much harder to concentrate and visualize than I thought, but I succeed in having lots of water flowing on me in the darkness now. I try to prepare the scene again even though it's not the right place where I actually wanted to start from. I am still flying backwards through space, this thing doesn't stop even if I expect it to. I briefly see the top of a barren hill with a non-human castle in the negative mood of some game or a game related dream. I don't want to be there. The falling continues and I finally find myself in bed. I stay still for a while but nothing happens.

Comments: is it just me or is it really hard to concentrate on anything while in the void. I have noticed this another time as well. The moment everything disappears, my mind also goes totally black and if my mind is blank...then there will be nothing to project around me. Maybe I need to think about stuff, rather than struggle to visualize.

I'm riding a bike with three others. We are all riding together, but it feels like 2 groups of 2. We're riding on a semi busy street in the day. It's a very nice day, with the sun shining strong, gorgeous blue sky with wisps of cloud, plants so green. It felt like riding through a memory.

We're riding in the middle of the road, and have to keep dodging cars. The person I feel like I'm grouped with gets in my way a few times because he doesn't notice a car coming, and I almost get hit. Eventually we get to the house of one of them, it's the a house I've lived in in the past, a white, small one. Large back yard. We ride past the berm and onto the driveway, which has a ton of bikes on it.

There are allot of unopened dandelions in the grass to the right. One of the bikers say I should stomp my feet in them. I do, and the all open into a brilliant yellow field. I do it again, and they all turn white. The one who told me to do that, who reminded me of my cousin Zach, seems to not like the one I'm grouped with. He goes inside, saying something about biking underground. I sit outside with my group of 2 and try to explain to him that Zach usually isn't like this.

People gather around, a small gang? and I think I'm the leader. A girl comes out of the house, and she seems angry. (She's blond, shortish). She talks about instead of going to her birthday, I had gone to volunteer for a orphanage, and also sang a song called "She's to young to live" (With a feeling it implied wonder at youthful innocence)

She was angry(I had the feeling she liked me, but didn't know how to express it) and she went and grabbed some random baby. She then said she was going to drop it. Then she did. My partner ran and caught it, but for some reason that meant he had to leave our group/gang thing. And I knew that that was what The girl was going for. I also felt that my partner wanted to leave, and she was helping him.

Overall a very interesting dream. Especially all the times when I had a feeling about something. That doesn't usually happen so much

I walk out of the restaurant that I was eating in. I know that my girlfriend’s family was eating in there. I look to the left and see a huge tornado start forming. I it suddenly turns into a full blown tornado and starts heading straight for the restaurant. I think about it for a second, and then rush back up the stairs and into the restaurant. I am yelling about the tornado. I pick my girlfriend up and tell her to run. I grab my keys off the table and then pick the computer up and follow them out. We get outside and I try to get them to run perpendicular to the tornado. We start running left and then see that we are surrounded by four tornados….

Had two dreams last night/this morning...

I was home and it was night. The house was definitely not my house, it looked like a mansion. In fact, my window's view was this super awesome swimming pool and the garage. Anyway, I was hanging out with Ellen Page (but she wasn't THE Ellen Page in my dream, she was just a girl I was hanging out with) and I wanted to kiss her, but I was afraid she'd reject me.

We were talking and then we did kiss, it was quick, but sweet. Then, my parents got home and we ran to my room (we were in the corridor? their bedroom? no idea), cause they couldn't know I had a girl home. We hid in my room and it was actually kinda fun.

Suddenly, we heard what sounded like a helicopter and I opened my window. I saw something that looked like a tiny fire capsule fall into the swimming pool and I was glad that it had fallen there, cause if it had fallen anywhere else, it'd have destroyed the house. But then the thing exploded (apparently, it was a bomb). The house started falling apart, I took Ellen Page's hand and thought that if we jumped to the corridor, we'd survive. When we jumped, though, the corridor was already falling part too and as I felt myself falling, I told my self to wake up.

In my other dream, I was in a car with my cousin. We were driving around and then I saw a police car. Then I realised I wasn't wearing the safety belt. I tried to put it on without being too obvious, but then I noticed that they were following us. They weren't cops anymore and I quickly shut the windows and the doors.

I drove as fast as possible, but then a light on the car's panel was on. I wasn't sure what it was, so I stopped at a cosmetic place (like, a waxing, manicure, etc place) because, for some reason, I knew the problem could be fixed with makeup.

My cousin and I walked inside and I started freaking out because I needed a tampon. I don't get my period in real life anymore, so I was confused to why I had it again there, but that was it. Once again, Ellen Page was there and we continued our sweet flirting. The lady who worked there told me they could help us with the car and then I woke up.

NON-DREAM

DREAM

LUCID


First dream I've submitted to DV in a while.

My family and I are shopping in a big grocery store. A teenage boy gives me a candy bar that is sort of like a Kit Kat with marshmallow. Later, we're at home, and my family has bought quite a number of desserts. They include: Ice cream with a giant strawberry on top, Drumsticks (a RL ice cream cone), and graham sticks with honey dip. I wound up eating the marshmallow Kit Kats and they actually tasted like marshmallow.

Sorry if this one is all over the place rather than the usual story form.

The past 2 nights I have had a similar dream with 2 recurring themes - 1. I had to go back to high school to pick up some credits I missed (I didn't actually miss credits, I think the recurring theme of having to go back is because I took the easy courses - algebra rather than calculus, etc.) and 2. North Korean or Chinese armies were trying to take over the country. Last time I dreamed of an attempted take-over it was Russians. Sometimes I don't know who it is. Sometimes it's American military just trying to put a strangle-hold on the people.

In my dreams both last night and the night before, I started off at school. The two were so similar I will just tell you about last night from here on out:

I am at my old high school. I'm sitting in a writing class and trying to help a friend with some poem she's working on. This time, some of my old classmates are there, too, wanting to pick up extra credits. The teacher is pissed because some of the students are acting up. She's standing there lecturing on behavior and the rules. My friend and I are trying to decide whether we want to walk home or ride the bus. An announcement comes over the intercom. The principal says something along the lines of this: "Please avoid the buses and the front exit if you can. It's happening here, now, too. They're taking kids out at random. Just try to get yourselves home. The buses are dangerous. They're concentrated at the buses." Immediately, I am worried about my husband. I am wondering if they are at his work, or if I will get off this campus alive. I'm afraid I'll never see him again, so I start trying to think of ways to sneak out and get to a vehicle so I can drive to where he is.

There are soldiers all around the school. Most of them are outside. I try to convince a few friends and random kids to come with me, but quietly, and some of them do. We sneak down the back stair well, the one that was blocked off and locked when we were kids. We know that if nothing else, there is a window in the stair well that leads to the side of the school, straight into a little woods where we will come out reasonably far from the school. We make it down the stairs and out the window. We run up to the little woods, but I get there first and hear gunshots as I go. I look behind me and see that some of my companions are down and others have split off and are running back towards campus. I want to continue on my way, but when I look just inside the little woods I can see that they've lined up coffins just inside the woods and I'm completely freaked out. I turn and see one of the teachers from my school, but she's smiling and pointing a gun at me and telling me to get back to the buses or she will take me out herself. She says she's going to let them know I'm a trouble-maker.

She leads me back to the buses at gunpoint. I see that my choir director is doing his best to load kids onto buses safely and let them get off the campus. I jump onto the bus he's on and ask him if they can drop me off just about anywhere there are cars. I am figuring that with everything that's going on, stealing a car wouldn't be a huge deal and I can get to my husband. The bus is just about to pull off when the teacher with the gun gets on. She shoots a little kid right next to me straight through the forehead and then turns her gun on me, but my choir director nudges her just as she fires. For some reason, even though it just killed the kid next to me, this time it's just a BB gun and the BB goes into my eye. It doesn't hurt as badly as I think it will, but I can't see well. I pretend to be in horrible pain, and she decides that I will suffer more this way and gets off the bus.

We finally leave the campus. The driver agrees to take me all the way to my mother-in-laws house, where I decide I will just use her car and go looking for my husband. But before I can leave, the whole neighborhood full of people is asking me to help them, to tell them what to do because they know the soldiers will be there soon. I try to tell them to hurry and gather up any canned goods, weapons, matches, whatever kinds of survival gear they can find and head for the National Forest. I tell them I will be there, but I have to go find my husband first. They say they want to stay and fight, and I try to explain to them that they can't... that they can only hope to escape, that they will never be able to maintain their neighborhood. There are no police or American military to help us. I eventually just have to hope they will listen to me, because I have to go find my husband.

And then, just as I am driving off to do so, I woke up.