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07/25/13

Dark Tower: Save the Beam
I am in a strange place. I look around and see that I am not alone there. I recognize the people there with me. I see Roland of Gilead, Susanna Dean, Jake Chambers, and his little pet Oy all there. It seems to me someone is missing. Oh, yeah! I usually share the Dark Tower dreams with MoSh. So that would make this a dream? Maybe… I do a reality check by pinching my nose and I find I can still breathe. So I focus on opening a portal to find MoSh wherever he may be. The portal opens and I look through to see MoSh is in some kind of a strange mall with seemingly endless numbers of shops on three levels. MoSh is looking intently at one of the shops though I can't tell what the shop is selling. He is about 50 feet away. I call to him, but he doesn't respond. I call to him again and I go to reach through the portal, my thought is to wave to him, to motion him to come closer. Instead my arm turns into a strange tendril that reaches out and wraps around MoSh, pulling him over through the portal and to me.

MoSh looks at the tendril wrapped around him and then at me. The tendril disappears and becomes my arm again as the portal closes. Now everyone is here. I look over at the group, but someone still seems to be missing. Eddie! I go over and ask Roland where Eddie is. He says he's glad MoSh and I have come. He says Eddie got taken by some can-toi into the Devar-Toi. Someone let slip to them that he and the others were planning an ambush. Now they say that Eddie will be killed unless we all surrender. I ask where Eddie is being held. Roland says he doesn't know, they have him hidden to prevent the possibility of a rescue. I tell Roland that I can take Eddie's gun down with me and find him, then signal that he is ok and then they can carry on with their plan. Roland asks how I expect to find Eddie. I tell him I have my ways. I hear a voice from down below. There is a single man out in the middle of an open area speaking with a bullhorn of some kind. He says time is running out. Come out now or our friend will meet a very unpleasant end. MoSh has come over and is looking down at the man talking below. I sneak out of our little hiding place and head down towards one of the few gates that lead into the Devar-Toi. There are two guards outside the gate; both of them are can-toi, who are people who appear to be part rat.

I manage to sneak up behind one of them, as they don't seem to be paying a whole lot of attention. A foul odor wafts from the two people who have the heads of rats. So I try to do a telepathic scan of him, but there doesn't seem to be anything to read. Either there is a telepathic block in place or this guy is the stupidest individual I have ever seen. So I need another way to get this guy's information. I have been playing the game Prototype lately, so my next thought is to do a stealth consume on the can-toi directly in front of me. I am a bit disoriented as I get some new memories, selecting through them to find what I need and not be bothered by the rest of it, some of which I glimpse and find rather disturbing. The other can-toi… Harold is his name… asks me if I'm doing ok. I tell him I'm not feeling well and I have to go inside for a bit. He tells me he wouldn't risk leaving my post if he was me. I ignore him and go through the gate. A couple more can-toi see me as I pass but they don't say anything. Pimli Prentiss is the one in the open area threatening to have Eddie killed. I head straight for him. I hear him talking on the bullhorn before I reach him. He asks them if their friend means nothing to them, because time is… he then sees me approaching me and gets a look on his face like he just spotted something foul under his shoe. Putting the bullhorn aside, he asks me what I mean by coming out here and abandoning my post. He says I will be punished for… but that is all he gets out. He clearly doesn't see me as a threat of any kind, so he doesn't pose any resistance to me walking right up to him and consuming him. I get more memories and now I look like Pimli Prentiss… yuck! I drop the bullhorn on the ground… now I know right where Eddie is. I look up to where I know Roland and the others are hiding and I wave to them, momentarily forgetting that I look like Pimli Prentiss and waving to them makes no sense. I head down the street to a small building and open the door. Inside it looks like nothing more than a store room, and I see Eddie tied up in the back of the room being watched over by a couple more can-toi. Markus, one of the can-toi, asks if it's time to kill the smart mouthed asshole. I tell him the one he should kill is himself. He doesn't seem pleased by that, but he also isn't too surprised since Pimli Prentiss tends to look down on the can-toi. Markus says he just wants to bit Eddie's nose off. Eddie is gagged now, but he looks pissed. I tell the two can-toi to come here, I got something to show them. They look at each other for a bit and then they come closer. I tell them, look what I can do… and transform my right arm into a sharp blade like Alex Mercer does on Prototype.

They stare at that, but they don't seem particularly alarmed since I still look like their ally. One of them asks how I did that… the other one is about to say something when I use the blade to cut them both in half at the waist. They fall down in a spray of blood. I turn the blade back to my arm and change back to my normal form so Eddie will recognize me. Eddie is staring at me in what looks like a state of shock. I go over and untie him and give him his gun with some extra bullets. Eddie asks what the fuck I just did. I tell him there's no time to explain now, Roland is waiting for my signal that he is ok and that it is clear to attack the Devar-toi. Eddie follows me out of the store room and out to the street. Eddie takes cover, I go back to the center of the clear area and grab the bullhorn. I use it to say tell Roland all is clear. I have, of course, been spotted by the guards of the Devar-Toi. I recognize many of them as people Pimli Prentiss or that can-toi I consumed had worked with. But that doesn't matter. There is shooting going on all around, explosions, and soon the place is in total chaos. I have formed my arm back into a blade and am killing enemies with it. I notice I get shot a couple times and it doesn't seem to do anything, which clearly surprises the enemies. I see MoSh shooting several enemies that are approaching behind Eddie. I wonder who would have killed Eddie now that Pimli Prentiss is dead… MoSh is over near me now, shooting enemies. I tell him I'm losing the dream but I think they can handle the rest of these assholes. Everything fades to black as I wake.

Legend: Dream , Semi-Lucid , Lucid

I've been getting only about 7-8 hours each night because i've had things to do this and part of last week. These dreams aren't very detailed because i'm used to getting 9-11 hours at least. However, after tomorrow, i get back on my regular schedule and should be getting more detailed dreams.

7-22-2013:
-The first dream started off with me playing some sort of rpg game that had elements of serious sam in it. I was on a team, we were in a chamber trying to shut off a bomb, we had to hit a lever up top and a lever down below at the same time while fighting hoards of enemies. We managed to pull it off and make it back safely to a town square sort of like where merchants sold all sorts of things.

-Me and a friend were in mexico, we were part of a drug cartel. We had recently been betrayed and had everything taken from us. We were planning our revenge. The last thing i remembered from this one was me running through a town and some people getting shot.

7-23-2013:
-I was in a dark room with a teacher from my school. The teacher was experimenting with lasers, it was pretty cool. He then gave me an assignment to go cook something, i remember getting in a car and heading out to the place to cook it at but that's all i remember.

-I was on my driveway, there were a bunch of other people here too, they were taking turns trying to see who could draw the best.

-This dream tells an epic story of a kid and his parents. I don't really remember that much but i will type what i know. It started off with the kid, he was trapped in a cave. He eventually finds his way out and makes his way to a futuristic looking city. There, his foster dad offers to do something for him, but he turns him down and this led to a very sad ending. The dream then reversed back to that scene and this time, the kid said yes, and all i remember is the kid making his way to a hotel room and finding an orange there.

7-24-2013:
-I'm at my school trying to learn some music, i then go to the bathroom. Except, the bathroom is the one at my house. As i go in, there are other people there, kind of weird. As i leave to go to bed, i remember trying to put a retainer over my retainer.

7-25-2013:
-The first dream this night was pretty long and all over the place. The most i can remember is: It had something to do with japanese and chinese, I adventured with a kid and a dragon, i think i may have committed some sort of crime at an airport.

-I was in an underground city and in some sort of cramped engineering room. There, my friend had claws on his hand and started cutting my face up. I then took the claws and cut his face up pretty bad and escaped into the sewers below. There, i became lucid and there was a nude girl beside me, so i got the impulse and had sex with her.

Scientists have been cloning dinosaurs, and are in need of volunteers to help raise them up to a certain age. My husband says we can, so we go to this sort of farm where they are keeping the younger, smaller ones little fences just like at a petting zoo. We are planning to get an herbivore, but as we're looking around I come across a baby T-rex that is about 3 feet tall with these huuuge goofy teeth, and I just can't get over how adorable it is and how much it looks like it's got this big goofy smile. So I bet my husband and he is definitely into the idea. We bring the baby t-rex home.

At first it is all going nicely. I'm really excited and I'm tossing it raw meat and such and only slightly nervous that it will decide to eat us. Then my cat comes sauntering out and I feel stupid that I forgot we have him and that the t-rex may eat him. Even though my cat seems to keep a very safe distance from the little t-rex, I am nervous out of my mind with worry for my kitty. I start calling the dinosaur farm place and begging them to let me bring the t-rex back and get an herbivore, explaining about the cat and my concerns, but they won't return my calls and I can't get in touch with anyone. That is all I remember, and if I recall correctly I actually woke up as I was leaving one such message in the dream.

Basically, It was the start of a new school term, I met up with my friend inside the building where we go to study English.

I went up, greeting him and asking him "Hey, what class are you in?".
He points towards the door by him, "this one, what about you?".

Then, that's when I had no idea what class I was supposed to be in, so he told me to go to the reception and ask for my timetable, so progressing down to the reception, I must of asked that I was missing something? Because they told me to wait just a second, then I had to go through these doors, some other students were there too, and then I got handed a pair of girly like slippers?

The next part I recall is being in a class with very long tables, filled with students. On my table was all girls, Asian to be precise. (I'm actually White British and no longer go to school).

There I was, right at the end of the table, with a full view of all the girls staring at me, giggling to themselves as I am wearing some girly shoes with nail varnish on. At first it was embarrassing, then I just went with it and started laughing too, putting my legs up on the table showing off my feet.
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That's actually all I can recall, I swear I remembered more of it earlier today, but there we go, my first written dream, EVER.

Hopefully I'll get better at this.

Dream 1(fragments):

I was playing some pokemon game, there were no pokemons from original series though. it was like adventure platformer and the story progressed around searching something in mountains, there were a few scenes in forest and a couple of cities as well.

Dream 2(fragments):

I was in some town and and i and some other dragons were searching for something while hiding in human form, then at some point we found a paper that listed some important information about one of us.

I'm watching what looks like a video of just sara, but it isn't the version that she put up online so I suppose it's the original unedited version, I realize the reason it's edited online is because she's at her and her sisters mansion and they're two street sign are in the background and they don't want anyone to know where they live. Suddenly I'm in the video I was watching, and I'm talking to tegan, she tells me about the guy they highered, and how he keeps trying to do things his own way by inviting large amounts of people into their house and acting like a hype man and booming loud rap music, I tell she should just fire him and that they could manage the mansion easily without him, beside he makes it considerably more difficult as all his guests leave the place a mess each time. As tegan and I continued our talk, sara walks over presumably to join our conversation, but three girl across the street with ridiculous hair notice them, and run across the street, we first considered running into the mansion out of panic but it was too late so as to not be rude they heard them out, the girls wanted sara number first and then also tegans, sara and tegan both began siting out number as I watched puzzled that they would give out their numbers but to my relief they both motioned to me to help them come up with the rest of I'm assuming fake numbers. So after that the damn guy they hired invited the girls in and when we enter the mansion there are so many people in, he's holding a party again, and some woman who thinks she's the shit comes in as if she's royalty, and I realize tegan and sara walked off so I go see where they went, they're at these roulette like games in the living room messing around with it, so I tell them I can get rid of the guy for them because they couldn't work up the nerve, I told them to write a letter expressing his departure, and that I would give it to him, and take the microphone he was talking to everyone with and I would tell them there was an emergency and that everyone must leave now, so I did just that. One the house was cleared of population, we saw the full extent of the mess people had left so I began to help them clean.

I'm walking through the beginning of a school, it looks like a highschool. I see the people I'm with I suppose they must be my friends, some of them begin to get picked on as we walk a path through it all, every time someone messes with one of my friends I hurt the bully either by punching, pushing, throwing their food in their face, and finally we get to the end of the school and this big tall guy starts to pick on me, so somehow I find a thick sewing needle and I jump on him and try to push the needle through his cheek, the guy tries his best to fight me off but I shove the needle into his face and he falls to the ground, but a teacher saw what happened and called security on us, but me and my friends realize we have these superhuman powers, so we fend off the security easily, but then this special unit is called on us and I assume they're bad because we freak out and start running for the exit, but some of the unit like four of them dressed in black are trying to block off the door while the rest of the unit are chasing from behind about 30 yards away. We fight the people at the door and it's hard to get passes them but this girl helps us from the outside (looks exactly like the girl from kickass, purple hair and purple outfit and everything, except she can fly like me), she get the door open for us and we run out into the parking lot and for some reason now it's night out. She tells us to follow her, she runs between cars and two of my friends follow her as I go around but keep up, it seems we lost one of our own, but we keep running and the girl stops at a black small pick up truck,she motions us to get into the bed of the truck so I jump and lay down in the bed of the truck trying to hide, but the unit is to close behind to not have seen me, the other two get caught and are trying to fight them off of themselves, and the girl tries to help, but I freak out and accidentally make the whole truck fly with me, so I use the truck to make the unit back up by slamming the truck up and down almost on them, so the girl and the two buys jump into the truck bed and I try to make the truck levitate out of there, but then suddenly me and the two boys black out, and awaken in some place, like a rundown pediatrician office, I turn my head and see my two friends knocked out on a table, and to my surprise the girl knocked out by them, I know that she could've gotten away, but I guess she purposely got caught so she could help break us out of this. Then my friends and the girl drowzily wake up too, and I get up and walk over to the door and try to open it, but this woman comes out of this hallway to the right, and with questionalbe concern tells me she didn't want it to come to this and that althouh she is with the unit, she wants to "help" us, but I run back to the table where my friends are at and try to urge them alert so we could climb out the window or something, the woman gets angered at this and runs over to us and she gives them shots that make them sedated. Then she sets her sights on me and I run around the room begging her not to, but then I feel the needle go into my neck and it clicks (literally felt pain) but I keep running even though now sloppily, then I feel it again and hear another click, I felt the pain in my left forearm, then she places me on the table with the others and she gives us this evil look. then she leaves the room. I dowze out for what seems a few seconds but mustv'e been longer because when I awaken I see the girl standing next to me and my friends behind her, they tell me to get up because we're going to escape, so I get up and follow them, the girl quietly opens the only door in the room, but that woman is sitting at a desk just outside the door and she saw us, so the girl slams the door shut and we run back towards the tables and the girls and my friend pull up this poster and there are these hematite blinds, and they pull them up and start to jump through one by one, and the girl tells me I'm next so I jump through to the other side, then I help the girl through and she puts the blinds back down, and we wait and wonder if the evil woman will know where we went, of she knew and we see her trying to get through the blinds into the small dark room we were in, so I look to the left and see a window and I run to it, and open it, I tell the girl to go first, so she does, and next me and then mty friends, there is only about and inch of wall design that we are able to walk on but we hurredly climb around the building, and then I hear the evil woman at the window we exited screaming for us to return or else. But we keep going and I decide it's time for us to fly, but only me and the girl can fly, my friends have different super power that I don't even know. So we both have one of them to grab on to us as we fly, but the edge we were on crumble and we all fell and had to hand on wires by our hands...sadly then I wake up

(I think the benadryl one day after still had an effect on my dreams, this was ridiculously long, vivid, and story like...which is a possible symptom from taking benadryl.)

(While running through the parking lot a became slightly lucid, as I was thinking how good it was I was keeping up with running when usually in my dreams I run so slow.)

Clearly I've been playing too much of The Sims 3 because even in my dream my Sim was trying to advance in her pitiful, virtual life. She had a total of four-hundred thousand Simoleons (Sim currency) and was planning on buying the Old Colonial Mansion, the most expensive house in the console version. Instead of finding the impressive home that I had seen in the waking world, the dream had pulled one of its "I'm-gonna-screw-with-you-'cause-I-can" stunts and flooded the manor. The story turned into a semi-action one and I knew that in order to get experience points (perhaps Crystogen Points, since I played Final Fantasy XIII last night) I needed to fight the ghosts and ghouls and whatever else nested inside the ruins.

The water didn't reach so high that it completely covered up the roof. Without swimming (I'm not sure if I was standing on the water or floating, but I know that I never swam) I jumped into one of the house's windows and landed in the attic.

From that point on the house somewhat resembled a shipwreck. The water on that level wasn't as high as what it had been outside and so the house was tilted so that the water flooded the left side. Despite this, I walked through the place completely unaffected by the gravity change and therefore had no reason to worry about swimming. The floorboards were wet and the paint was peeling off of the walls; the chandelier was barely hanging from the ceiling and the spiders had long since claimed the territory as their own. I'm pretty sure that I kept rising up the levels of the house each time I cleared the floor (even though I had started at the very top) because I never once had to swim and each time I came to a new floor the water was never higher than what it had been previously.

There must have been some point where I stopped to use the bathroom because Jasper--who must have been my roommate--knocked on my door and asked, "Have you heard yourself piss lately?"

"Yeah."

"Gosh. You might want to brush your teeth, you've got morning breath."

After that he left and I was stuck trying to find an end to the monsters that lurked among the shadows. Eventually I had had enough ("This place just doesn't feel like a home") and decided to switch the Old Colonial Mansion to the empty lot in its place. I would build my own house if I couldn't have a pre-made one!

I was in a void. I couldn't see, hear, feel, or sense anything at all. But I was fully aware that I was asleep and in a dream. I hadn't performed a reality check, either. I didn't remember losing consciousness or dreaming of anything prior to becoming lucid, so I wondered if this was some sort of "accidental WILD". It was then that I realized that I severely had to wake up and use the restroom.

This was frustrating, as I hadn't had a lucid dream in quite some time and I was excited to start having some dream fun. But I knew I had to wake up soon, so I decided I would try out at least one lucid dreaming technique. I have never spoken to my subconscious before in a lucid dream, so I decided to do that before I awoke.

Suddenly, my bedroom formed around me and I was standing beside the spot where my bed normally is. The room looked slightly different, and certain things (like my mattress) were missing. I asked the first thing that came to my mind aloud, "What is my greatest fear?"

Then, the environment around me started to change. It became darker, creepier. I started to become unnerved. I recalled that many people summon a DC or talk to their reflection in the mirror to communicate with their subconscious. I figured that if I wanted a straight answer spoken to me that this was the best technique to choose from. Then a mirror appeared against the wall straight ahead of me. My reflection stared back at me somberly.

"What is my greatest fear?" I asked my reflection. It merely stared back at me in its melancholy way. Meanwhile, the room was still changing and growing increasingly disconcerting. I was getting very uncomfortable with the changes. It is difficult for me to describe how the room was rapidly giving me a heavy sense of foreboding, as not many visual changes were taking place. It was mostly just the feeling my dream world was giving me, and there was the sense that some terrifying things were about to appear. I do recall seeing something like black wallpaper being slowly peeled away from the wall by nothing I could see, and there was a dark humanoid figure forming nearby to my right as well.

Rather uncomfortable now, I decided it was time to wake up and I would try this another time. I would try talking to my reflection first next time to get an answer. I willed myself to wake up.

I realize that my dream seemed to be trying to "act out" my greatest fear, although I am a bit unsure as to what that fear is. It could possibly be a descent into insanity, as I have always found that idea particularly unpleasant, but I am not sure. I will try this again the next time I find myself lucid.

Date: 25 July

Total sleep time: 7 hrs

Pre bed: 200 mg valerian, 100mg B6, 1 pep. oil capsule

Dream quality and recall: The dreams were very vivid, recall was good but only noted keywords. I found some dreams emotionally exhausting.

Challenges: I had trouble falling asleep, and later it was warm and noisy so I couldn't do the proper WBTB and take advantage of the vividness to get more and longer lds.

Alarm: I set a WBTB alarm as my natural wakes have become unreliable.

Fragment1: Aggressive DC B6 style (+3 hrs). A person I know behaves very aggressively, I become enraged.

Early micro-ld (+3 hrs after bed): I am in a city that looks similar to one I dreamt a few months ago. Before I recognize this place I am falling with some kind of flying platform thing? Then I go down the street, looking for the city center, I know it is in the opposite direction. On a very low level, I know that this is a dream, so I daringly look around, trying to get into the closed shops. I get distracted by the stuff they are selling - Swarovski smilies that I consider buying for my mom. I continue down the street, rather non-lucid and see they sell rolled scarves. The one that catches my attention is white/pink and as I pass by the street stall, I swiftly take it and pretend nothing happened. I hurry up, but nobody pays me any attention. Contrary to rl, where I have to look at a manual and the mirror, I easily put the scarf around my head and shoulders and continue down the street.

All the previous street stalls and sellers were from India, and this street also has some Indian style of atmosphere. It looks a bit trippy too, as I see a few DCs spitting like crazy.I am distractedly lucid and try to avoid this weird sight, as I walk down the street. Yet, the act of spitting catches my attention and I soon see strange spit-related stalagmites appearing all around me. For some reason, my will activates at this point and I say out loud "this is my dream and I have full control". I didn't expect myself to say this at all, so this puts me into super clarity of mind. Contemplating the statement, I focus on the space in front of me and see the little transparent dot (pin head size, that I sometimes notice during the day if I sleep less that 5 hrs). If find this very strange. At this point the dream falls apart and I am back in bed. A DEILD could have been successful, but decided to visit the restroom.

Fragment: in front of grandma's, I consider climbing a tree, but as my friend confirms there are webs all over the tree so better not.

Fragment: flying?

Dream: We are in Belgium and I go in this person's lab, where I mix some stuff. He is arrested as he is the owner, but they will soon be coming after us too. As I am preparing to leave, a woman that lives in his place comes in and tells me they (cops?) are coming. I have to go to the store and admit I am the one that bought something. The woman in the store will recognize me, so I change my appearance. Before I go, I want to listen to a song, but bf interrupts me.

Fragment: I enter a building, but as I go up the stairs, it turns into shelves stocked with food. As my mind is trying to figure out what the hell is this, I decide that this a small local supermarket, and look at the items there. Lots of expensive cheese and carrot juice. I have climbed on the shelf as am examining all the items. Soon my dad comes in and talks about the food.

Dream: I am in my hometown, in a small garden, waiting for something I can't remember now, on the ground, when Will Ferrell comes to me. He starts talking in German and there is a touch of aggression in the way addresses me and behaves. I tell him to switch to American, then wonder at my own statement. He makes a few comments in English, then goes to a street stall where they sell books and switches to German again. He forces me to buy 4 books, although I see no sense in reading them (they look very outdated and boring). As I take the four books to him, I remember that I don't have money for all of them, maybe just one.

Dream: We are going somewhere with parents, and I know we are heading towards the cave as I see boulders being held by protective nets. Before I know it (this felt lucid for a second because the dream skipped), we are already in the cave. I remember I have to crawl in, so I touch floor and walls of the narrow passage with my hands. We continue forward, but unlike what I have expected, there are no other people here and it is absolutely dark. The passage also gets narrower, I see no point in going further.

Micro ld: I can't remember how this started, I am looking at something (maybe in the cave?) and then it changes so in the darkness in front of me I see these huge ocean waves. I exert control over them, the way I do in many non-lds, but this time I know it was a dream. I am watching this from the distance, as if I am in the cave or in the void and the waves are like a vision/dreamlet in front of me. Then I concentrate on the sound of the waves, I hear them form and crash on the shore over and over, retaining some part of the vision of the waves. I become like enchanted, trying to recall how did the memory of the waves become so ingrained in my subconsciousness. The explanation I come up with is that this is a memory where I am lying on the beach asleep or relaxed, with the waves as the background sound. I feel I am lying on the stomach on the beach, with eyes closed, as if I am relieving a past memory. I am relaxing, semi-asleep, listening to the sound of the ocean.

Dream: Another person pisses me off and I tell him exactly the same things I was thinking about in the last couple of days (saying them is not advisable irl)

Dream: I am on the couch with the son of family friends. For a second, I touch his arm, but then think again. No. He tells me he is sorry that his mom is always inviting me to celebrations (like birthday parties, etc.) and that actually he doesn't want me to be there. I understand, I don't want either. I know that his mom has been trying to hook me up with him. (a rather accurate evaluation, his mom is very enthusiastic about us meeting irl)

Thursday 7/25/13

Last night bed 10:55 - 3:21, Involuntary WBTB 3:21 - 4:20, then trying to fall asleep till 5, when I moved to sofa to WILD.

DR 3:21 - I'm on one of the higher floors of a large building. Dormitory or hotel. But nobody is there, only me and a few people. 3-4 of us sleep in the same room. It's hot and I'm in tanktop and undies. I finally ask them if it's ok for me to be dressed that way, one answers that it makes him uncomfortable.

There is some crazed family after us. Few kids and two adults.

I hide my cat from them in another room. Then they pretend to be vacuming and cleaning, I guess to be able to get close to us without suspicion. Then I remember I hid my cat in that room and run there, really scared, if he is still there. I find him under bed and he runs to me immediatelly, jumps in my arms and he whimpers, cries, shivers, clings to me - he was so scared. I feel so bad for him.

Then he starts talking to me. Normal sentences. I'm so surprised. The others want to tell the world about talking cat, but I stop them.

Then we ahve a fight with the crazy family members in the corridor. We subdue the kids, and father tells us we should worry about the mother, 'coz she is the real nutz.

DR - My former teacher is showing me her house, so I can find it from other reality, or when I'm in alternate reality.

DR - Promoting someone to DG and someone to mod

DR - I'm in my moms bed, showing someone how to induce LD/OBE, just by inducing sensations associated with transition.

DR from night before - I got a facefull of spider webs

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #125: He Had It Coming

I'm working with Wife, Mom, and Dad on a project where we're trying to restore a 30-foot replica of the Great Pyramid. The pyramid's sitting right on the edge of a neighborhood street where a house would normally be. We work on the interior for a while but it feels stuffy in there, so Wife and I go outside to do some work on the exterior.

It's nice outside, so Wife and I stand there for a bit enjoying the sun and the cool breeze. We're standing on something that looks like a driveway and about fifteen feet to our left is an elegant wooden side table with Wife's purse sitting on it. As we're standing there, a pair of tall, brutish-looking teenage boys approaches us. One starts rifling through Wife's purse and the other surrounds us from the other side. I'm angry and fearful, running through our "fight or flight" options when I realize that it's all a dream.

The guy who had been looking through Wife's purse is gone now. But when I turn back, the other kid has Wife by the forearm and she's cowering in pain. I'm overcome with a killing rage, the kind of anger you (hopefully) only feel in dreams. I'm aware that the thug is just a DC, but I want to stop him and I want to hurt him.

I hurry toward him, shouting a bunch of angry threats (including lots of profanity), and kick him squarely in the balls. The strike is perfect -- bone of the lower shin right into the "target".

As I deliver the kick, I'm amazed to see that I'm wearing white high-top sneakers like I did back in middle school. The combination of noticing this weird detail and the satisfaction of hitting the hated DC softens my anger a little.

Rather than double over, the DC stands rigidly straight, his feet lifting a few inches off of the ground and coming back down. His body is completely stiff and his face is frozen statue-like in agony. I get a hold of my temper enough to realize that if I keep fighting with him I might turn him into a real opponent. I really just want him gone from my dream scene. I force-push him high into the air and his paralyzed body flies toward a distant set of hills, quickly fading from sight.

When I look back at Wife, she's standing nearby, unhurt but nervously looking around. The place feels unsafe and I want to leave. There's no way that I can leave her behind after what happened, though, so I scoop her up in my arms. "We're going to the Colosseum," I tell her, and try to start flying. I can get about 3 feet off of the ground but after that I feel like I can't move both of us. Even though she's pretty tiny IWL, her weight feels "real" while my dream body feels almost totally weightless. It seems to be getting in the way of flying.

"Am I too heavy?" she asks. I show remarkably good dream judgment by ignoring this question. I try flying a few more times, each time with the same result. I know that I should come up with some creative solution to this but it's not coming to me. I think about throwing her over my shoulder or imagining her floating like a balloon but before I can do any of this, the dream ends.

Normally, I don't think my dreams are worth a read, but this time, I really want people to read this dream. It's exciting and has an interesting lucid plot-line. I developed a new technique (sort of) that kept it going for a long time.

Well I'm wasting time and you guys want to hear about my dream.

Ok, so It all started out pretty lame. I was sitting in math class with S. The teacher came in and began talking about what was on today's test. I began to get a little anxious because It was a Monday, and I didn't have a test.
I started thinking about the situation and realized that it was the middle of July...which can only mean...I'm dreaming!
Ooops. I said that out loud, didn't I? (In my dreams, letting DC's know I'm lucid dreaming is a BAD idea.)
The whole class gets up from their seats and surrounds me in a sort of semicircle. I can remember the teacher specifically. He looked like the man from the AI theft dream. (I really need to give this guy a name.)
My friend K (Oh, hey, haven't seen you in awhile.) comes out of the semicircle. She says something to me, I can't remember what.
Then the class tried to attack me. I tried to fire like a laser beam out of my hands, but it didn't work at all. I fought in hand-to-hand combat with a couple of the faceless students. Then, I just started running down the hallways while touching things (this was that technique I told you about, continuous stabilization.) I recognized the environment perfectly. My high school, and the classroom was my math class from this past spring.
I made it out of the side hallway that my math classroom. (My math class was on a small hallway that detoured off the main one.) From there I was able to go downstairs. As soon as I got downstairs, I thought I would be able to escape through the fire exit. But the principal of my school was standing there smiling. I could see the bar to push the door open was nailed to the top of the door and therefore out of my reach.
I began running down the main hallway, knowing there was an exit at the end. The whole school was filling up with panicking students. I'm not sure why they were panicking, but I think they were all trying to stop me from escaping. I saw some students forming a human wall to stop me from running. I was able to run and jump as I got close to the human wall, and kick one of the people over, then land and keep on running. (Another note, Gravity in my dreams can be a bit more floaty than in real life, that or, because I'm lucid dreaming, I do have some ability beyond that.)
I finally get to the end of the hall and go out the door into the pickup zone outside my school. The area around the school is really dark, under some kind of storm cloud. But in the distance, I can see sunlight coming through the clouds.
I make my way down the pickup zone, and there was such an odd assortment of vehicles. Everything from really junky looking old cars to big hummers and small smart cars. I thought about stealing one to get away, before the weirdo eats-you-alive dream school caught up.
Then I see Lia sitting in the back seat of a black convertible. I get into the drivers seat, but as soon as I do, the steering wheel turns automatically and the gas pedal is depressed. The car pulls out of the parking space.


Kindof like this, except a Convertible, so the top could go down.

A robot voice comes on; the car is self-driving. I can't remember what the robot voice said to me, but I do know it was a male robot voice.
I turn to Lia, who is disguised for some reason. She is wearing this bandanna tied around her nose and mouth. Big sunglasses and a blue baseball cap. Unless you're me lucid dreaming, it would be a pretty tough disguise to see past. I asked her some question. I can't remember what it was, just that she nodded "yes" as an answer.
We put the top up and the auto driving car began to take us away from the school. It was here that the dream setting began to look less like reality. The first place we passed was a large hotel building that looked sort of like the Empire State building, only shorter. When we passed that building, I reminded myself of everything that had happened in this dream up until this point.
Some time passed. I was just sitting in the car patiently waiting for us to get to our destination. Eventually, we got out of the dark, stormy gray area and we were in some town. The sun was out now, and the dream was somewhat more vivid.
The town area was overgrown with trees and vines and covered in grafitti as though nobody had lived there in many years. In the distance, I saw mountains covered in rainforest. They reminded me of El Yunque Puerto Rico, where my parents and I vacation every spring.
While we were driving through the town, I continued to make sure the dream seemed stable by rubbing my hands on the interior of the car.

Spoiler for Images that look like this area:

The area we were driving through had this sort of feel to it, only all the buildings were overgrown with vines and trees and such.



And these kind of mountains were on the horizon.

Anyways we had been driving for awhile, and eventually we began going up some of the mountains. When we did, I was taken into a third person view and watched the car as it rolled into a ball and ascended the mountain. The car climbed the mountain very quickly, but I could feel the dream slipping away.
No. I shouted to myself to remain lucid. When the car reached the peak of the slope, it reformed into its normal shape, and me and Lia were deposited on the summit.
I stood there for a few more seconds until she led me down the opposite slope that we had just come up. There was this muddy gully running down the opposite slope. I started sliding down the gully and woke up a few seconds after.

I stand in the middle of the platform, with the gate in front of me and Silver, Yuya and Shinave behind me.
I hold out my left hand against the gate, and give it a slight burst of energy.
Some engravings on it light up. I focus on the templars, and sure enough a connection is made to a gate right next to them.
A portal forms inside the gate in a dark purple color.
The doors are open, they can simply walk in now.
I'm nervous.



After a rather tense minute, some shapes finally emerge from the portal. Templars.
All 12 of them. This is it.
They all appear to be rather calm.
Then again, why wouldn't they? It's not like we'd stand a chance in a fair fight.

Finally, one of them addresses me. And to my surprise he looks somewhat different than the other templars.
He isn't wearing a helm, and his weapon of choice seems to be a sword rather than a lance.
How curious. Do the templars have some sort of leader after all?

"Oh dragon... It's unfortunate that you have resisted your death for this long."
"But I see you have finally seen the light."
"I respect that you stand here, offering to sacrifice yourself in exchange for the life of your friends."
"It is not an action that I would have expected from a dragon."

Oh.
That assumption sort of makes sense I guess.
The thought that we would fight them is pure insanity, yet I've shown them exactly where we are.

"Unfortunately the deal is not acceptable."

He points at Yuya.

"I'll need the life of the water goddess as well."
"Both of your lives for Teraluna. We have no interest in the others."
"Come forward and kneel down."

He wants to see the look on my face when he executes her in front of my eyes.
Typical Templar reasoning. They want a show. After all they could just charge at us and kill us all.
I turn around to look at Yuya. She's not worried at all. In fact she grins. Good.
I look back at the templar.
I stare deeply into his eyes and lough out loudly, which confuses him to some extend.
Finally the feeling of eeriness goes away.
No more anxiety. No more worries.
There is only the present now. No future to worry about.

I nod at Silver to give him the signal to activate the seal.
The symbols he has drawn on the ground grow all over the platform.



A transparent bubble surrounds all of us.
The portal generated by the gate collapses immediately, because as of right now, both gates no longer exist in the same space time continuum.
Everything within the bubble is separated from normal space and time, at least for as long as Silver keeps it up.
Nothing comes in, nothing goes out.
As far as I know, it is the ultimate spatial sealing technique. I've never seen anyone use it before.
Still, the templars do not seem alarmed. After all there's 12 of them and only 4 of us.

"And now what little dragon?"

There is complete silence now. Sound doesn't penetrate the seal.
I speak in a dark, assertive voice.

"Why, isn't it obvious?"
"I am going to kill you all"

That made him angry. He snaps his fingers and 2 templars charge at me immediately.
This is it then. This is what I've gambled everything on. Work!
Phoenix catalyst. Only once before have I drawn power directly from it, instead of using it as a catalyst to amplify my own powers.
It was when I resurrected Yuya. But of course that used up the entire catalyst. There is nothing left.
But I do use the same technique in the hopes of having understood what the orb that was given to me is.
Even though it was just an intuition. But right now, that is all I have.

The templars that charge at me do not have their lances drawn. Their goal is to push me to my knees. To put me in place.
To teach me a lesson. But I have other ideas. I propel myself forwards and slap my hands against their breastplates.
I use the technique and draw energy as hard as I can and concentrate it within my hands.

I feel some resistance. But it's like slapping your hands against a water surface. It hurts a little initially, but your hands still move straight through.
Through their breastplates. Through the bodies. I'm going straight through with my bare hands.
The lifeless remains of their bodies drop to the ground. They are not human bodies. There is no blood. It's like some sort of clay surrounded with skin.

It worked... It worked!
I can freely draw energy from the orb. My intuition was right. It is the same type of energy.
But I have no time to think about this any further.
Because the templars have now realized the danger, and 3 of them have already rushed past me towards Silver.
They want to destroy the seal, in case they need to retreat.
But Yuya is on it.
She is projecting some of her water spheres towards them.
Right before impact Shinave casts some kind of frost magic onto them, causing the spheres to erupt into ice spikes.
They are not strong enough to penetrate the armor of the templars, but they do manage to immobilize them for a moment.



I draw energy again, focus it into 3 small spheres and toss them at the templars.
Yet again, their bodies shatter on impact. They won't be able to get to Silver without dealing with me first.
Too late I realize that this is exactly what they're doing.
A lance hits me right in the stomach. I manage to blink away before by body suffers the full impact.
Another Templar is already striking me from another side.
I block his lance with my hands and give it a pulse of energy, breaking the lance in half.
I promtly throw the gained head of the lance at the Templar who previously managed to hit me in the stomach.
The lance shatters into pieces as I try to infuse it with energy, but enough of it discharges into the Templar to incapacitate him.
A few energy infused punches take care of the Templar with the broken lance.

To my surprise the remaining templars have not moved towards me at all.
4 of them stand there, emotionless, in front of their leader who is in anger.
I don't think he fully understands what just happened. 7 down, 5 to go.
And although only one of the templars displays any emotions, I don't notice an ounce of fear.

"Do you really think you can kill us all?"

I respond with an evil smile and draw my katana from its scabbard on my back.
That's right, I've been fighting you with my bare hands.

"Fine."

Some sort of growth on the leaders left arm becomes visible. It looks somewhat organic and insectoid.
Extensions reach from it to the necks of each of the templers bodies, all 11 of them.
With a motion of his left hand, the extensions retract back into his arm and all remaining templars drop dead.
All Templar bodies slowly begin to turn into something that resembles sawdust.
Suddenly, an immense amount of pressure originating from the remaining templars aura pushes against me.
I have to concentrate a small layer of energy around my body to protect it from burning up.

So much raw power. So this is why the templars were always so emotionless and their bodies so unnatural.
They were puppets controlled by this single person.
He confidently draws his own sword and begins walking towards me slowly.

"You have caused me grief, dragon. These are rather difficult to create you know."
"They have to be captured when they are but little children, then carefully raised into weapons."
"It takes such a long time, and now I have to do it all over again."

Even though right now, I have a virtually unlimited supply of energy, I am afraid of this guy.
Being in possession of this orb thing, but he is radiating so much energy naturally.

Here he comes. I draw huge amounts of energy into my katana, hoping to power through his sword.
But he merely deflects my attack, I do not manage to release the energy. This goes on for a few strikes.
Each time our swords clash he deflects it skillfully. He has the upper hand.
Then unexpectedly he charges in close, even though I haven't given him an opening.
Somehow he manages to get his blade uncomfortably close to my face and I have to blink back.

I quickly realize that I've been somewhat late. He managed to leave a small cut between my eyes.
A few more centimeters and that would have been it...

"Hmm. How odd."
"Clearly you have the energy to fight me, but you are not good enough of a swordsman to do so."
"I wonder. Years ago, you fought a Templar in the depths of hell. A fight where none of you had access to energy."
"A fight against someone who had perfected the art of sword combat."
"You do not have the skills necessary to have won that fight."

He is right. I should not have been able to do that. It is something I cannot explain.
It just happened, even though it should have been impossible.
And I can feel that this guy uses similar moves. If he hasn't perfected the art of sword combat, he is close.
I am no match for him. I cannot win in a sword fight. And the only way to discharge enough energy to deal damage to him
is through my katana.

"Also I wonder. Where does all of that energy suddenly come from?"
"You have done something rather curious indeed."

He charges at me a few more times. Fortunately I manage to deflect his attacks, but it is very close.
He just has to wait until I make a small mistake.

"And the dragon does not use his dragon powers."
"Instead he fights me with what seems to be divine energy."

I can't use it because both powers clash with each-other. It would rip me apart.
But he doesn't need to know that.
He attacks a few more times, and manages a few deep cuts into both of my shoulders and my back.

"Your time is slowly running out dragon."
"Not only will your body give in sooner or later, but that white haired friend of yours isn't going to last much longer keeping that seal up either."

Silver... He doesn't even know the proper reason he is keeping that seal up for, yet he is still giving it all hes got.
Hold out a little longer... I'll figure something out...

The templar performs a downwards strike over his shoulder, which I attempt to block directly.
He somehow angles his body in such a way that he is able to rotate around and punch me in the chest.
Even though I concentrate most of my energy into my ribs to absorb the shock, they still buckle a little under a loud crushing noise as I'm projected backwards.
I cough up some blood, but I manage to keep by defensive posture.

Due to the lung damage I decide to stop breathing entirely, and instead filter the CO2 in my blood using energy.
An easy technique, usually used to go to locations where breathing is not possible, such as underwater or planets without oxygen rich atmospheres.
I quickly repair potentially lethal damage using a variety of phoenix techniques.
My body is taking one hell of a beating, it won't last much longer.

"It is a shame that I have not found you when you were a child."
"You have so much potential, you would have made a fantastic asset."

Right as he readies another attack, something startles him to the point that he looses his focus on me.
I can feel a new presence. A dark, cold one. I look for it and spot a person that must have just appeared.
This is not possible... Nobody can enter this space as long as it is sealed. There are no tricks or techniques to circumvent interdimensional seals.
He immediately looks right at me and pronounces in a loud voice:

"Death has come for you."

As he summons an oversized pitch black scythe I understand what has happened.

"Silver, break the seal... It is no longer of any use."

The bubble surrounding the platform dissipates. Silver has to lie down from exhaustion.
Yuya and Shinave look rather worried. They know what it means when death comes for you.
He looks like a teenager. Somewhat long, black fuzzy hair. Worn and slightly torn black pants and shirt.
He's very skinny. But the scythe is what really makes it clear what he is. Death. Or a messenger of death.
I don't know the specifics behind how it works.

I try to utter the words "Not today". Because that is what you say when death comes for you.
But my voice is faint and fragile. It's not even because of the damaged lungs.
He is amused by this and laughs.

"Good one! I haven't heard that one yet. You may have just made my day."
"Seriously though, you're coming with me."

The grip on my katana loosens. I have fucked up.
This is the end. It's because I took the orb.
This orb, I don't know what exactly it is, or why it exists. All I know is that it has to do with life energy.
It plays a role in the birth of things. This is also the reason why I was able to draw power from it. It's the same type of energy as in the phoenix catalyst.
Because they are so important, each orb is assigned a guardian, so that no individual can ever obtain one.
Ironically, it is one of the guardians who gave me the orb. And she warned me that death would come for me.
I am not sure why she decided to give it to me, but I understand that I must now pay the price for having taken it.
Death acts as some sort of backup protection in case an orb is ever stolen.

In a moment of desperation I ask:

"... a minute then?"

Death looks at me a little surprised. Why would he ever agree to that? What am I even doing with another minute?
He made it clear that he is here to get me now. He looks at the templar, then back at me.
Then he shrugs.

"A minute it is."

And he sits down.
What?
Just like that?
He is completely carefree, as if he was about to grab some popcorn.

The templar laughs, realizing that he has already won.

"You fool! All I care about is your death, nothing else matters to me."
"You have just lost everything."

I know. The guardian told me.
For a moment I believed that Silvers seal would make me invisible to death, and I could use the orb without being spotted.
In retrospect, that was a rather idiotic assumption. But it is too late for remorse now.
Not like I had any alternatives anyways.
But before I go, there is one thing left to do...
Forget about the future, it is no more. There is only the present now.

"You asked me earlier how I managed to kill a man who had perfected the art of sword combat."

My voice has recovered some strength.

"Yes, I am curious about that indeed."

I remove the protective layer of aura surrounding my body and focus all of it into my katana.
Immediately I feel the pressure of the templars aura on my skin. It burns away my clothes and slowly begins to eat away at my skin.
Energy distribution in your body is a key aspect in advanced combat techniques. You can divert energy that is intended to defend your body into your attacks and vice versa.
Removing too much defensive energy leaves you without any defense.
But it's not like I have any need for that anymore.

"I admire your will, but you do not have the technique to beat me."

Yes. He can just deflect my attacks.
I open my dragon eyes, which is of course a rather self-destructing thing to do, given that my body is flooded with divine energy, which will immediately attack the dragon eyes
which are of demonic nature. I don't care.
I understand the confused look on the templars face, as the dragon eyes do not work on them.
But they are not intended for him.
I look for my own reflection in his eyes, and attempt to stare directly into my own dragon eyes.
This is something you are never supposed to do.
There is a high risk of getting lost forever.

I do it to look into my past.
Into the exact moment I fought that templar in the fires of hell.
I was but a young teenager back then. I can see it clearly now.
I walk towards the templar whilst looking at my memories at the same time.

"Back then, I had only a minute to kill the master swordman."
"And now you have a minute to do the same with me."
"I will show you exactly how I defeated him."

I begin to mimic the movements of the templar I fought against years ago.
Our swords spray sparks every time they touch. At this point it looks more like a dance than a sword fight.
He quickly realizes that he no longer has the upper hand. We are on equal terms now, and I have nothing to loose.
He changes to a more defensive style, attempting to simply outlast the minute that was given to me.
Fortunately, I require so much focus that I am completely incapable to think about what is going to happen next.
Sure enough, just before the minute runs out, I perform a combination of moves that creates an opening.
I take it without hesitation and lodge my katana firmly into his chest.

The burning sensation and the pressure emitted by the templar stops immediately.
He is visibly confused. He does not understand the mistake he made, and neither do I.
This style of combat is way too advanced for me. I merely copied what I saw.
But still, even with my sword lodged in his chest he smiles.

"It doesn't matter. I still won."

I have nothing witty to reply. He is right. His goal was that I die, and he achieved that, after all death has come for me.
I have lost. I release the energy stored within the katana and the templar bursts up in purple flames, leaving nothing behind.
I suppose this should provide some sort of relief. At least the templars are gone.
But I feel no such thing. All I feel is failure.



Death approaches me, carrying his scythe on his shoulder.
This is the end.

I couldn't be bothered to put my glasses on so I typed this entire thing without looking. Please excuse the spelling errors.

First I had a dream that I had the power to control ice/snow, and I think I may have been doing things in the house with it first, though I don't remember what, but then I went outside and started messing around there. I just wandered around in the snow, elongating my fingers with thick ice and then using that ice to knock off icicles that were hanging from the tree in the front of my house, or elongating my fingers with very long icicles and then picking things up from the ground with them like chopsticks.

I think at one point a villain revealed that they had power over ice and snow and they would defeat me, but they didn't know that I had the same power, so I thought they were harmless and amusing.

I remember at one point I daydreamed a bit about how it would go if I had to reveal my power to my mother. I decided that no matter what, it'd be awkward.

I remember, at some point, seeing an image of Jack Frost from Rise of the Guardians.

Later, I'm at some sort of theme park or playground or something, I don't reeally remember what it is,but there is this big building at the bottom of the hill that seems to be made to look french and from hundreds of years to go. It's stone. My friends and I see that there is a place to go on one side of the building, but that's not where the entrance is. The entrance is on the other side, and from there, we could never figure out how to get to the other side. Eventurally I did, though, and I had to edge around the big dome that was on the top of the building, risking my life, possibly, if I feell, bu tthat seems to be what everyone else did, aside from climbing over the top of the dome. Turns out, there wasn't much on the other side after all, and it was just like the side with the entrance.

At one point I'm exploring this underground cave type area with two of my friends. There are big and smal rock cubes around, so I think that later it'd be a great place to come to, since I love to climb around n rocks. I have a weak flashlight an so as to be able to see, and I also have a glow-in-the-dark watch and maybe something else small that's glow in the dark, but I don'to remember what. Althoguh it seems like the cave would be dimly lighted without my help.

Later I'm in my house with my family, and a terrible thunderstorm is going on. There is loud thunder, and then my dad says that the school not far away from out house was struck by lightning an now it doesn't ave electrciity. He says that everyone needs to go downstairs while he unplugs the router. We go, I with my flashlight, and it urns out that our downstairs is actually the cave from earlier.

I think it was a little before these that I was in a cave and I was either going down or up a very steep, slippery sloope, and there was this little pamphlet that my friend and I were looking at that had some sort of information about an FMA showing, and we were trying to figure out if it meant FMA brother hoood or just the original FMA anime.

At one point I was in my living room trying to watch The Legend of Korra (which slowly faded around me until I was sitting in a small kitchen trying gto watch TV on a small tv that hung from the ceiling) but there was some dick that kept turning up the volume to an incredibly loud volume, and I was constantly fighting him to turn it down. When I was in my living room, he wasn't actually in the room, but controlling the TV remotely, while I fought with him with my own remote, so the volume kept going up and down and up and down. When I was in the kitchen, he was in the same room, but we both had our own sepearte remotes. TLoK wasn't actually on the TV yet, but I knew that it was going to come on any second. I forgot to mention it, but the guy was also on the fake old french building, shaking the roof and freaking me out.

There was a time where I was on some sort of moving plateform with two of my friends, and we were passing posing people, all of them people I follow on Tumblr. I can only remember who one of them was, now.

At one point I was in this big, long hall, bright and open and public. I had to go to the bathroom, and there were three options. One was the normal bathroom, and it was in the middle of the hall on my left, but it had a very long line. Two was the underground bathroom, which was just a toilet and sink in the underground place that I talked about earlier, which I definitely wan't going to do because that was too scary. My third and final option was a toilet that was at the end of along flight uof stairs going up, and it was in the center of a big room that had a clear floor. Underneath the floor was many, many feet to the ground. That also freaked me out badly, but I started heading for the third toilet anyway, since I would rather not go underground or wait in a line.

I went to sleep at 02:00am and had a lucid dreamer tablet before I fell asleep instead of sleeping a few hours then taking it. This worked much better for me, the dream was soooooo vivid!

Dream 1

I was at a festival, in this festival there was 3 places where you could sleep. I had this area which was really peaceful and I was lucky to get it, it was just a patch of grass with a few beds on it. Next to me was the other area, this was a huge tent but it was ruled with bikers. The area after that was a patch of gravel and it had a bunch of young people on it like 18 year olds. I walked into the bikers area and they all started attacking me. I walked out of it and went next door into the gravel area. There were some people from my school in here and they were telling me about the bikers. I was lying on a bed which was right next to bikers area and I dropped some litter accidentally which blew onto the bikers side. They all got angry and started shouting at me. They said they were calling the cleaners right now! I ran back to my area and my friend was sitting on his bed playing Ab-Soul out some portable speakers. I was like 'Yeahhhhh, good music' and started singing along.

Everything then blacked out for a second. I regained consciousness and I was in a room. I was caged in some metal electric fence. There was a big yellow keep out sign in front of me. However I wasn't alone I was with one of my friends brother, he is a lot younger than me. I look at my surroundings and try to work out how I can possibly escape. I can't jump over, I couldn't do anything. I was stuck. Outside of my metal fence there was a hall, down the bottom of this hall was a door. It swung open and 4 people come bursting into the room. I look at my friends brother and whisper to pretend that his hands are tied in the hope they let us out and we can swing a punch. They walked up to the fence. The main guy was an old man in his 60s with grey hair. He comes right close to the fence and says "Tell me where your friend is?!" My friends brother had now turned into my sister. My sister refused, she would not tell him. He told her that if she would not tell he would kill her and her family. "Just tell him!" I shout.

"No, I would rather kill myself than tell him" she turned round and ran down this what looked like a water slide (it was where they threw people down to kill them).

"NOOOOO" this guy shouts as she jumps down. She realises she doesn't want to die and climbs back out of it while she is halfway down. I think I need to see if I can escape in case I get thrown down. I jump down this black chute. I slide down this first drop where my sister got to and I try to climb back up. It wasn't working I was slipping down, I couldn't get back up. I was going to die. Water began to splurt out everywhere so it kind of turned into a water slide, a really slow one. It pushed me down, a left, right, left then there was a huge drop, at the bottom of the drop it pushed me left again then I could see the walls were getting much smaller in the distance. I come up to them pulling myself along the chute now as I'm going so slow, I enter this very claustrophobic space wishing that I would hurry up and die, I took some more corners until I seen it. There was a dead end, there was blades which were in a 10 by 10 square and on the other side of this blade was spinning blades which chop you up completely. I think I either kill myself now or die from starvation. I bring myself up to do it then realise, ITS A DREAM QUICK OPEN MY EYES and I do.

Dream 2

I was on holiday and my block of apartments was near the top of this mountain. The pool was amazing, it was surrounded by glass planes which looked over the mountain. The pool was quite busy and had lots of people in it. Good, because I felt like talking to people and so I did. I jumped in and swam to random people engaging in conversation with them. However I can't recall what we talked about now. There was a swimming race going on soon and you did it in pairs and the winner got a prize. I was paired up for someone against my school. We dived in and we were using floats for our arms. Damn, I was really slow without using them. I chucked my float out and began doing front crawl and easily won. I won a prize, which was I could have this meal which was £7.50 for free! It was some rat type thing which you could see being cooked.

Dream 3

I wrote down my dreams went toilet and back to bed and I was back at the swimming pool again. This time I had been shot in the stomach. I was being treated by the side of the poo. The gun that shot me was an 'MP2' apparently. It was only a small bullet. The man got these electrical clipper things and pulled on it. OMG it was extremely painful, like super painful. He pulled it out and I was thinking. Wow, this is a cool story to tell.