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#166 - 3:55AM - WILD

My memory is getting weak on these early ones this time. There's not much to post anyway but I'll do my best.

I entered a dream scene were I was talking to my wife about something. There was something bad that happened. I kept saying to myself, This is a dream it's not real

Suddenly I am sent back to bed and I have a brief OBE but nothing really happens in it. It is dark and unstable.

Then I have a false awakening. I am sitting at the table with my laptop in front of me. My wife walks by saying something to me. I am wondering how I fell a sleep at the computer.

I wake up, remember to do a nose plug and tell myself to watch for FAs.

I'm not certain if this was one dream, or several shorter dreams/fragments. They seem to be somewhat related.

Part 1: I was playing Super Smash Bros. Brawl, with several of my friends. We got to the character select screen, which was a mess. There were many characters missing, and many characters that didn't belong, though I can't quite remember who. There were two Meta Knights, for one - I selected the second, and picked a bizarre-looking costume that looked like it had a o_O face on it. The game started, and my character looked like Kirby, except he had similar moves to Meta Knight. I hit B, and it looked like I was just Kirby with the Tornado power.

The game ended, and my friends just vanished - I started looking at several of the other characters. Selecting them had odd effects - selecting Link had the game say Zelda, selecting the one next to Link had it say Mewtwo. Going over to Samus, it was automatically in Zero Suit, though in a slightly different pose, and I could switch to a "Dark Samus" costume which was nearly identical, save for the facial expression and a much lighter skin tone. I went over to Ganondorf, though the name displayed was "LEAVE." I started a game, with no other players, and it ended.

Part 2: False awakening. I got up, and found myself looking at a completed dream journal. Elements from the previous dream were present, including the odd names and such. It mentioned something about a modded game, and the G-Man from Half-Life.

Part 3: I was outside, on my driveway. There were several friends of mine present. There was also a roughly 3x3 foot piece of sheet metal - presumably 16gauge steel. I picked it up, and simply snapped it into three equally-sized 2x1 pieces and one 2x2 piece. One of my friends came over, and said something about needing it, so I dropped it. I walked over to the other end of the driveway.

Part 4: I was on YouTube. My inbox mentioned comments - I clicked to view the video in question, and it was a video of part 3, from my perspective. The comment was something along the lines of "I'm impressed - my friends Colonel Ans and General Angus know that's a difficult way to" - and I cannot remember the rest.

Sorry about my grammer i am not of english speaking natively.
I Am 13, and as such i have horror from my perspective as a teen.

I Was in some place the weather was cloudy, on the verge of
raining and i was in a little store. The kind of small store where you can buy
ciggarettes, magazines, etc...

It was unusual, the floor was a white tiled stone floor, and from the
doors view the counter was to the left. But i think there was no door..

Still speaking from the doors percpective there was a rack, JUST to the right on
the wall the door is on. The rack was a hat rack, but instead of hooks there where
baskets, and in one of those baskets was a pad of snuff(tobbacco bag you but in your mouth). I Took it, and ran with my friend and said "DUDE RUN, I TOOK SNUFF!".
He responded, now keep in mind this is a bad dream. He said:
"RUN YOU DONT UNDERSTAND WHAT HE CAN DO!"

We ran and ran,*cant remember this part but i assumed we just ran.*
, finally we stood infront of a forest. It had a big hill(steep) covered in trees,
we climbed up and when we stood on the top he said.
"Finally we can stop, we should be safe here.."

Then we get a call:
"Im sorry ?????? Your mom ??????? Car taken ????????"

Cant remember more.

The Store:

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#C.......#
#.....R..#
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C = Counter
R = Rack


Thoughts(this will be in my journal from now on):
My thougths about this dream is that in the dream world as you lose your concept
of reality, you lose concept of emotion and what is important to you. Basically you
become a monolith, this means that your subconsious must be able to somehow
influence your thoughts, it could in essence be a happy dream yet scary.
This idea would be consistent with other nightmares ive had and other strange
dreams ive had such as my first LD yesterday. It had no point of being scary, but as
you are a monolith in your dreams the dream influenced my dream character into
being scared and then giving a reason for it. SO that would mean that emotion and
reason for emotion are seperate and indepentant. And because emotion is in memory
aswell, reason for emotion might not be. Which would mean that you look for a reason to be scared when there simply isn't one! You just are scared. The concept is hard to grasp i know.

This would mean that if i had an insane dream, the dream itself does not
effect emotion. So i could be fully happy, even angry or sad.

Now where does emotion come from then?
I think lucid dreaming can hold the answer, anyone who is reading this, the next
time you have a lucid dream please ask your subconsious to show you the reason
for emotion. Or try to find the reason, or do some experiments.

IF you get any results, or have an opinion about this concept, please contact me, either through this thread or PM.

#59

I woke up to pee. I don't know what time it was. I went back to bed and cycled (SSILD). It hasn't been working lately, but neither have I been trying very hard. Last night I made a serious effort with my cycling.

Spoiler for Sexy Time:

My dream opens with a chick spread wide open for me. I don't even see the girl except for her vaginal area. I was nervous for the usual reason, but I conclude that I really am dreaming even without an RC.

I eat the girl out with a fervor, ass and all for as long as I can. Eventually the dream shifts.

I lost lucidity, and I can't remember what happened afterward, but compared to the lucid portion of the dream, I couldn't care less about it.

I woke up and had to pee again after this dream, or possibly later.

I decided to cycle again and see if I could have another lucid. I have my typical itches that disturb my cycling, so I scratch and move around until I can rest and cycle properly. I do, and eventually I dream.

#60

I'm with B. L. and my wife. At one point I think R was there. I'm walking down a long, curved street. I tell B that I have dreamed of this road before. It was actually a false memory.

We walked down the hill to the bottom where there was GA red clay piled up from a construction job, and it was spotted with rocks. I tried to tell B that I remembered that also. It was as though I had dreamed of the very same road.

I said something about my birthday in relation to the memory. My wife started crying because I said I had the dream on my birthday. (This stemmed from her not caring about dreaming at all IWL) I responded to her, "No, it was my birthday IN the dream when I had been down the road."

Beyond the construction type Earth pile was a gully, and turning to the left about 130° was some modest housing. This was also a false memory that just amazed me. The whole scene was like I'd been there before. The only thing different was that I remembered the housing being not as nice as it was now.

I turned around and B was up a ramp (that hadn't been there before) and was walking away with R or my wife. I started trying to go up the ramp, but I had a bit of a hard time getting up it. It was steep and slippery.

I held on to some black piping and made it to the top where I found a black girl. her skin was like an iron skillet, but it was nice just the same. She was easy enough to look at.

I told her that if this were a dream...and I became lucid.

I started singing a Bee Gee's tune with different lyrics

Spoiler for Sexy Time:

and took down her white shorts. I looked her in the face and I had no trouble pulling her pants down.

I touched her vag and paid special attention to how it felt. I mashed down and felt her skin on my hands and fingers. I then picked her waist up to eat her and she was small. I thought, as long as I'm picking her up, I might as well turn her around so she can suck me, so I turned her around. She started sucking me and a woke up.

I was sad to wake up, but I enjoyed my dreams. I went to pee and tried cycling again. I dreamed, but I don't remember what, and it wasn't lucid.

100 mg time release 5-htp
You just got off work at some big factory out to the west of town. B comes to pick you up and you guys decide to drive up to L's house. You text L as you are on your way and he says that he's down to hang out. B is already driving as you look up directions from where you are on your phone. You have trouble figuring out L's address, but after a while you find it. At this point you see that you have missed a turn that your phone wanted you to make, but the way you're going will still work. You are driving through suburban hell for a good while. You realize that it's your car, but for some reason B is driving. Then all of a sudden the interstate stops in a small, abandoned looking town with lots of trees... you need to use the bathroom so you get out and look for one. Stuff gets murky here - you were in three different environments at various times, or maybe they are all the same one. One is a fast food burger joint, but really rustic, one is like a grocery store, and one is somebody's house. In the burger king not much happened, you notice that someone has left a box of hamburgers out and you comment on this, wondering if they are coming back for their hamburgers. Here B waves over a heavyset black guy with dreadlocks. B knows him from his old Jewish school or something, and this guy joins you on your journey up to L's. again, chronology is a bit weird here, but later on you find yourself in a grocery store, looking for something to eat. you decide you want ice cream, so you grab a "drumstick" type thing and get in line at the counter. By the time you get to the counter you have eaten the whole thing, but you are able to tell the man behind the counter what it was that you are buying by gesturing to the freezer. he tells you that the price is 64 cents and 2400 of something you've never heard of before, but assume is some fraction of a penny. You tell him you don't know what it is, and he throws a bunch of unfamiliar coins on the counter and says that he will pay the 2400, but you need the 64 cents. you realize that you don't have your wallet on you, and ask B to cover the 64 cents. He takes some convincing, but eventually he hands over 2 one dollar bills, one of which the guy behind the counter gives back along with the change. you ask if you can keep one of the coins of the weird cent fractions because you have never seen one before. The guy says yes. I believe it is a 100 whatever piece. Very shiny, looks like platinum or something, and has the face of someone you don't recognize on it. as you are leaving the shop, you hear an announcement that there are criminals on the loose and that there will be checks on the way out of the parking lot. you get in your car and drive around the other side of the building to the exit from the parking lot, where there are suddenly tons of people milling around. you see the people who are checking IDs, and realize that you don't have your wallet and therefore no drivers license. You quickly switch seats with B so he can drive. He seems real paranoid about talking to the cops, and only cracks the window a bit when we drive up. they ask if we're from out of town, and B tells them yes, and without checking anything they say you can go. As we are driving away they ask if we have any firearms in the car, but B doesn't respond and just keeps driving. Ok, some time later we're in this guy's house in some suburb, and I don't really remember what we were doing there. Maybe getting something to eat. The guy seems weirded out when you use his bathroom. For some reason there's a stick of butter on the floor of the bathroom, and you pick it up and bring it to the guy, telling him you found his butter in the bathroom. Then you go back out to the car and continue driving. Now you're actually out in the boonies and it's a nice day (it was day when you started out, then night for a little while). You express your lament that you didn't bring your weed with you, and brandon comments that he hasn't been smoking weed recently because of his health. You tell him that you haven't smoked in a couple of months, but it's a nice day and L likes weed so you probably would. eventually i think you actually make it out to the farm. that's all I remember.

Now that we are four people in our place, I was totally exhausted during the day and got little sleep during the night. For the first time in some 39 days I can say that I don' t remember any dreams at all.

HI: Shortly after falling sleep, I woke up with the image of a black cat with yellow eyes on my mind.

Sleep. Was woken up. Tried to fall asleep for an hour, but couldn't. Put my headphones on and listened to some music. Got a few HIs, a woman doing her nails, some trousers, etc. I was drifting away but then my boyfriend walked in the room and started talking to me.

Was the black cat an omen of the dreamless night?

Had a dream that I was 're living the house party that I was at yesterday. Also the country was at war and one man debated whether he was to get in a harrier as I Lesley nielson got into a nearby plane. The other guy crashed the plane comically leaving me with the thought that I had destroyed the base. All the other solidrrs were out watching the real kings speech

Had a dream that I was 're living the house party that I was at yesterday. Also the country was at war and one man debated whether he was to get in a harrier as I Lesley nielson got into a nearby plane. The other guy crashed the plane comically leaving me with the thought that I had destroyed the base. All the other solidrrs were out watching the real kings speech

I really need to keep up with my DJ entries...
15-4-13
I had my first lucid dream for ages tonight.
The first dream wasn't lucid, and it involves me, my sister and various people I don't know scattered about in a building which is littered with white tables. First, we watch something on the news about a man baking many intricate, colourful Easter egg shaped cakes, in order to raise money for something. He says he has done everything possible to raise as much money as he can. My sister and I resolve to bake even better cakes than he has. Each table in the building is stacked with plastic crates which are full of odd icing-like dough in various pastel colours. There are people at each table rolling the dough and making it into stuff. I pick up a light minty coloured dough and roll it into ball and flatten it into an egg shape (I must add that I am walking about as I do this). At some point, I abandon this dough and start using a dull pinkish colour. Unfortunately, it refuses to roll into a ball properly....

Next dream. This Is a lucid one. My sister and I are sitting in my living room. I am sitting in the corner. She sits on the chair opposite and across the room with the computer on her lap. After I wake up, I find it odd that the fact that I was wearing my sister's pink pyjama shorts didn't give me a clue that I was dreaming. Here it gets weirder. My parents (particularly my dad) seem to have gone... evil. They fire magic at us which appears in the form of points of pinkish light on the walls (the room is dark - nobody has opened the curtains or turned on the lights). They hit my sister a few times, but she doesn't seem to care and each time just shakes it off. A blue point of light comes in and hits the far wall where it bounces off madly and hits me. It makes me a few years younger (I can tell because I see my legs have gotten smaller - weird, I know) which, as I am only fourteen, I am not happy about. So now my sister and I get up and hurry up to my room. She doesn't shut the door properly and my dad appears at the point where it is ajar. She slams the door before any more strange magic can happen and I suddenly do a reality check. I don't remember if, at that point, my sister knows it is a dream too, because she seems to be telling me that to get rid of the magic I just need to shake it off; literally. I randomly flail about because I don;t want to spend the rest of my lucid dream as a nine year old and my sister appears to be teaching me how to control my dream. I can't get it to work though. After I fail to return to my proper age, the dream ends.

16-4-13
It looks like I missed this date out of my Dream Journal.

17-4-13
I don't remember anything for tonight.

18-9-13
I think this dream was inspired by our history lesson about WW2 that day. We receive news that that England is at war - with whom, I don't know. My family decide to use the shed as an Andersen shelter, but I don't think it is safe (it's made of plastic), so decide to stay inside. It is incredibly sunny and my room is bathed with light. A warning goes up for an air raid. I don't think it is a siren, because everything is very quiet. I watch from my room as my family pile into the shed, which is half way up the garden. I hurry around the other side of the bed and get on the floor to roll under it. There is no room, so I push all of the crates out from underneath and lie down. As an extra measure, I take the bedsheet and pull it down like a tent. About three bombs drop, but do not explode. Then it's over. I wonder about my room for a bit; clear the desk; sit on my sofa. Another warning; I climb back under the bed, facing the other way and this time on my stomach to wait it out. Two bombs, no explosions, but this time, a disturbing scream. I get up and hurry downstairs and out the back door. At this point, I remember congratulating our enemy (hard to explain why). Nothing seems out of the ordinary and everything is incredibly bright and sunny. My family all mill about the garden and my dad enters the conservatory. Me points to the cat's litter tray "They're dead!" The litter tray is full of dead fish - unsurprisingly, as they aren't in water.
"Oh God," I say, turning to the rabbit's cage. "Sampras!"
Our rabbit is in the corner of his cage, eyes half-closed and muddy and disheveled. "Quick, get his head inside," someone says, and I lift Sampras the rabbit and deposit him in the house where he immediately perks up. SO now nobody can shelter outside.
"Get inside," I say, shutting the door, "and don't leave the door open for more than a few seconds."
I get inside, and everyone else follows. Sampras hops about happily.

Next dream: My mum tells me she is going to Japan today and wants to know if I want to come. I say I do, and she tells me not to bring much. I pack a few things into a small rucksack which has a ladybug on it. I check to see when the plane leaves: four o'clock. I ask if I can pack my laptop. My mum says that would be fine. We spend a while doing stuff about the house. My mum spends for ever packing, until four o'clock comes and passes. I am sitting on the floor in the living room as it becomes five o'clock and we still haven't left. Eventually, we do, but the dream ends.

19-4-13
One dream involves my electric toothbrush not charging so I discover that it is not plugged in. Wow.

A second dream starts with me reading Bleach, but the pages are all drawn in different colours. Then the dream goes strange, and we (me and some people I don't know - I think one male, one female) are in a tall, cylindrical metal room, with a slopes funnel shaped section in the floor. Ther are four long sweeping arms attached to a pole in the middle of the cylinder, and the whole thing is covered in bright blue paint - heaps of wet paint. About half way up the wall and behind me there is a long window in the metal wall and some controls which are being operated by Uryū Ishida. The panels begin to spin and separate out, and another cylindrical section rises of of the funnel shape in the middle, also covered in heaps of wet blue paint which runs down the sides in swathes. We avoid the panels which spin about violently until eventually they slow down and stop. There is something beneath the funnel section we need to get to - something inside the large inner cylinder. I take a long rope with a sharp hook on the end and throw it to my companions. The male one throws the hook over something on the ceiling so that it then falls down into the mouth of the funnel and operates like a pulley. He and the female start tugging it and the inner section starts rising - but now it is a lot smaller. The paint all runs off it and it we are left with a hollow cylinder with a cone-shaped top made of metal, suspended by the hook hanging from the ceiling. We are happy because we need what is inside...

April 19

To bed at 8:30 very tired

2:40 a dream that seemed clear but hard to retain and put into words. Work related. In Excel. A Table. Evaluating work of others?

An earlier dream now remembered a bit: I was in law enforcement and someone I knew worked with he recommended me for work in a more important agency, maybe FBI? I was female, but not myself.

5:50 in ice cream shop with family but also some people from church. Flavors: chocolate, vanilla, and strawberry - less adventurous than I would choose in real life (although got to love chocolate).these were either ice cream or shakes or both. A parishioner from our church who has been dead for years showed up. We then went next door to some sort of bar/restaurant to join him. He said why didn't we bring him some ice dream, but then said that he couldn't have it on his diet anyway. We marveled that it had been 8 years already.

Remembered from earlier: I did dream of the coworker about whom I had had a dream of me asking him out on a date. There continued to be some illicit attraction, but this time I am not as shocked by it as last time because I know I will not act on it in real life, and i know i can't help what I dream of in non-lucid dreams. Yup, he is an attractive man, but that should not be a problem as long as I don't act on it.

Remembered from earlier: Some weird dream where I had some sort of weird rash on my skin or maybe a burn, and it could be peeled off and it got better. This weird patch had weird stuff stuck to it that was entangled: some yarn and a snake. Once freed the snake moved, proved to be alive, but it proved to be half snake and half yarn, body glued somehow in the middle. once it cam to life it tried to bite me.

Dream Journal
4/19/2013

I am flying my spaceship, Future’s Hope from Urth to the Green Moon, when I get a distress call from Jack Sparrow on the holocomm. His image pops up, “Mr. Nomad, Ms. Raven dear, Moon people, whoever, help!”
Raven: Did you get that message?
Me: Yes.
Raven flies her spaceship close to mine, and I piggyback mine on to hers then join her on the flight deck.
Raven opens a portal, and we fly to a planet very similar to Urth. We fly to the parallel Urth’s Carribbean, and we see Jack tied to a mast of an East India Company ship. He is being taunted and questioned.
“Where is the fucking golden monkey, you worthless pirate?”
“I”ll never tell… unless you feed me some rum!”
“What’s this?” The merchant pulls a map out of Jack’s pocket.
“Please don’t read that note in front of the class. It’s meant for the pretty pirate girl with the black hair.”
“Who?”
Just then Raven whacks the merchant with her sheathed sword. For some reason, she’s a pirate with black hair. The merchant collapses to the ground, and a battle ensues. We fight to a lifeboat, and Jack cuts the ropes, then we fall into the sea. We row away as the merchants shoot at us with their muskets. Raven strikes then with lightning, and laughs. Jack is extremely amused by this. We row into a fog.
“We have to get back to my ship, the Windy Whale.”
“Don’t you mean the Black Pearl?”
“Hmm.. No, the Windy Whale. But, Black Pearl does have a nice ring to it. Is that your ship?”
“No my ship’s name is Future’s Hope.”
“Well, how incredibly boring. But, this isn’t!”
He grabs Raven and kisses her, and keeps kissing her. I create a small fog spell to thicken the fog between us as I row.
I bump into a large wooden thing. “Ah, this must be it, the Windy Whale!”
Jack blows the fog away somehow. A cute blue ship is revealed. We teleport to the ship’s deck. Jack says we must make for a certain buried treasure right here on this- He feels for something, a map. He had it on the East India Company’s ship, but it’s gone now. “I know where it is, I have the map memorized in my head.” Jack commands his crew to make for the buried treasure.
Jack tells us he is looking for a certain magical device, called the Golden Monkey of Atlantis. It’s buried in a shipwreck off the coast of Bimini. We sail into shallow waters. It’s a clear sunny day. Jack says to drop anchor, here we are. We jump off the boat, and dive down. We find a treasure chest in a shipwreck, and hoist it on to the Windy Whale. Jack opens the treasure chest and finds a load of gold coins, but no Golden Monkey. He shouts, “They stole it, those creepy merchants!”
He tells us the Golden Monkey is an idol which gives the possessor an unknown power. But, he knows it’s something more, more than what the merchants know. Jack takes a swig of rum, and so do I. It makes me fall asleep, and I wake up on the Moon.

Dream recall from today's nap.

I was playing some kind of fighting game, i had to select accessories for player character and there were a couple of wrestler accessories that were paired and when used could transform player character into werewolf. After i selected them there was howl which continued as HH for a half of second as i wake up.

Hey guys.

Drank heavily at a party tonight, quite tipsy. I know that alcohol is supposed to demolish dream recall but I'd like to see its effects first hand. Tomorrow I will edit this post with my experiences.

Tonight I will meditate briefly to center myself, then I will listen to binaural beats as I fall asleep. No WBTB tonight, as I need to wake up early for an interview.



Vividness:

Lucid?:

# of Remembered dreams:

Dreams:

Night 5

Dream 1 - Was running through a cave system with different powers. Then my brother put lava everywhere and I had to get out. Luckily I found some water and used it to turn the lava to stone and I eventually managed to form some stairs out.

Dream 2 - I was going through an assault course but it had quiz questions and mental challenges within it. So I was running through this with several other people. We got to the first room and I immediately knew the answer, then I remembered I'd been here before. This was one of the dreams I'd forgotten a few nights ago. I was now moving through the rooms a lot faster since I knew all of the answers. The dream then faded out.

Dream 3 - I was in a dark hellish fiery place. There was a sleeping dragon behind me and I had this magic powder in my pockets that allowed me to have different powers. That's all I remember

04/19/13

Healing Quest
I am in a wide green field completely surrounded by Templars. This is getting to be an old scenario which I am quickly growing tired of. I decide to completely ignore them this time and I open a portal to the moon. I go through the portal and slam it closed in their faces as some of them try to follow me. On the other side of the portal I find I am at the healing springs on the moon. Nomad is there with me, and Winter is relaxing in the water. I focus healing energy through Winter, and then more through Nomad. I stop and think for a minute… I remember saying I would try to heal a friend on Facebook who said she was getting the flu. That person, who I will refer to as SJ for her privacy, had chatted with me on Facebook and I agreed to help her by trying to heal her flu before it gets too bad. I wonder how I am even going to find her since I have only talked to her a couple times and have never met her. So I focus on the energy I felt when I was chatting with her on Facebook, focusing my natural ability to track and trusting it to find her. A portal takes a little time to open, but finally it does.

I go through the portal into a dark place, though it is just dark because it is night time. There is a woman there who looks familiar, she looks like the photo I have seen on Facebook, she is even dressed in the Assassin costume she has used for her profile picture. She looks at me and smiles, she gives me a hug and thanks me for coming here to help. I tell her it's really no problem, I would like to be able to use dream healing to help more people, one problem seems to be that a lot of people don't accept that it works. Part of it might be my own self doubt… so I focus healing energy through SJ, directing the energy to back up her own immune system in fighting off the flu virus that she has said is trying to make her sick. Golden energy flows through her as she is standing there. I tell her there is a place she might want to see, it also has a very relaxing and healing effect. I take her back through the portal to the healing springs. She looks around the area, seeming to like what she sees. Nomad wants to know who my friend is, he says she looks like a dreamer from our world. He asks if I met her on Dreamviews. I tell him I met her on Facebook. He gets out of the healing pools and says hello to SJ. Winter doesn't respond to our presence, she is still floating peacefully in the water. I slip back into the water, telling SJ it is very relaxing. I close my eyes and relax, letting the healing effects flow through me as I fall asleep in the dream and wake up in my waking life.
 
Wizard Glass
I am in a cave with some other people. I look around to see who is there. Roland is sitting near the mouth of the cave holding a box, there is an orb inside the box that is black and it seems to be glowing with black light.

I go over closer to Roland to see what he is doing. He is just sitting there gazing at an open door. The door appears to be set in nothing but air, and I see a moving picture through it. I see Eddie through the door, and I remember a time when Roland held the box open while Eddie went through the door to take care of some things. I wonder why I might be there, I have the idea things aren't as they were meant to be. I hear voices talking from the back of the cave, they are saying all sorts of negative things. My mother is telling me she is so very disappointed that I am a useless lump in life, saying I shouldn't still be dependent on her at my age… I remember the nature of the voices so I make an effort to tune them out. I go over to the entrance to the cave. I see some people approaching the cave on the path. They are limited as to how many can approach the cave due to the narrow and winding path that approaches, but there are quite a few of them. I think maybe I should have some backup, and the first person I think of related to the Dark Tower is MoSh. So I open a portal to find MoSh and one opens. There is a strange interaction between the portal I have opened and the strange door, lines of force flowing between the two gateways. MoSh comes through the portal. Some invisible force tries to pull him through the door, but as soon as my portal closes the force dissipates. I look back out at the approaching people, they look like Templars to me. I wonder what they are doing there. I figure whatever it is they want it can't be anything good. One of them approaches the cave entrance and sees MoSh and me there. He sees me right away but has not seen MoSh, since MoSh is off to the side and a bit closer to the door. He points a gun at me and says he is here for the orb, so step back while he takes it. MoSh doesn't give him a chance to try to shoot me, he shoots the Templar who has come to steal black 13. The others behind him respond by firing weapons at us, weapons that are far too advanced for the time period the Dark Tower takes place during. Automatic weapons, high caliber fire arms… someone throws a grenade in which I kick back out. It goes over the edge before it explodes. That was apparently not agreed on as I hear a lot of cursing after it explodes, someone calling someone else an idiot and saying that would destroy the thing they were after. So there is a shootout from the cave entrance, MoSh and I are able to pick off the Templar attackers as they approach.

The others take cover around a corner in the path and are out of reach. I look over at Roland, but he appears to be zoned out into another world, I wonder if he has even heard the gunfire. I figure black 13 is responsible for his current condition. MoSh and I make our way out of the cave to intercept the rest of the Templars before they can resume their approach. There is another shootout at the bend in the path, MoSh and I take out more of the Templars as they retreat back down the path, there is a lot of cursing from them. Roland is then near us, he picks off a couple more Templars that are trying to circle around below and shoot at us from there. Eddie is there now, too. The remaining Templars disappear through a portal at the base of the cliff. I wonder what there will be to keep them from returning and stealing the black 13 later when no one is there. Roland has apparently thought of the same thing, he says he would rather not have it that close, but they'll have to take black 13 back with them so they can keep an eye on them. He asks if MoSh and I know who those people were who were after the ball… I tell them they are trouble, and apparently they have decided to put themselves in our road. It is here that I wake up. 

Treasure Hunt
I am on a ship at sea with some other people. I see Nomad not too far away and I see Captain Jack Sparrow standing right beside me. He is pointing out over the ocean to a rocky looking island in the distance, it seems we are heading for the island. Jack says something about the lost treasure being there, in a wrecked ship among treacherous rocks.

Another pirate says only a crazy person would get close enough to attempt to claim the treasure said to be in the ship's hold. He laughs and returns to his duties. As we get closer I am able to see the treacherous rocks and the ship that is wrecked somehow in the middle of them. I wonder why they had been heading there in the first place. We get what seems like dangerously close to the rocks before Jack tells the crew to stop. We'll have to get closer in a smaller boat, which seems a bit dangerous, too. I decide I can swim it better. I jump off the ship before anyone can tell me to stop and dive into the water. I find I can hold my breath for quite a while, and I swim near the bottom side of the ship… which is actually the top of the deck… and I find hatches that lead to the cargo bay. I surface for a breath and go back under to the cargo hatches. It takes a bit of effort to open it but the hatch finally comes open. I swim inside and find there is a pocket of air trapped within the ship. There are crates and things lining the walls, many of them have fallen over and spilled random contents on the floor, which is actually the ceiling. The air smells stale. I see what looks like a loose plank in the side and I see it is a covered window. I open it up and a rush of fresh air flows into the room. I call to the others that I found a way into the cargo bay. Nomad and Jack join me in the ship's cargo hold and we start looking through the containers. I find a chest full of gold coins, that is the first sign of treasure I have found.

I tell the others I have found treasure. Jack looks at the gold but doesn't seem all that interested in it. He says that's not what we're looking for. He says go ahead and take what I can, but what he is looking for is a golden idol, a statue of a monkey that is said to have magical powers. A monkey statue? I start looking through other containers, I am not finding a monkey. We have soon searched all we can get to. I swim underwater to check out a few more containers that I can reach. I find more gold, but still no golden monkey idol. Jack says they must have already gotten it. I ask who. He doesn't seem to be paying any attention to me for the time being. He goes back outside the ship and gets in the boat to go back to the ship that brought us there. The ship, now that I see it from a distance, looks like the Black Pearl. It is a cool ship. We are heading back towards the ship when I wake up.