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I've been off my game for the last few weeks. I've been needing pain medications that I suspect are messing with my REM sleep. I also had my sister staying with me for a while after some guys broke into her place in broad daylight while she was home, which seems to have influenced this dream.

I'm in an unfamiliar room -- it reminds me of the backstage area of a theater -- with several girls. One of them seems to be the leader of the group. She presents me with a bunch of fake IDs and says she has a fake phone number which I can use to check messages online. I check the first fake ID, which is a driver's license from my state, and I notice it looks nothing like the real driver's license. I take my own license out to show her what it's supposed to be like. I wonder if she can even reproduce something that looks realistic enough since they started adding holograms to the real licenses.

While trying to show this girl my license, I follow her down a flight of stairs and find myself in someone's very large mansion. My sister is here, packing up to leave for college. The mansion belongs to a friend's parents, and all of her friends seem to have gathered to here to see her off. My sister and I talk a little bit while we walk through a living room filled with jewelry displays -- nothing fancy, more like costume jewelry. She tells me that she send me a religious medallion in the mail, but I don't remember getting anything in the mail. She then points to a necklace on one of the displays, and it turns out to be the medallion she sent me. I look at it fairly closely, trying to make out the face of the saint, but I can't make out the details.

I need to use the bathroom, but there's no separate bathroom in this house. Instead, there's a toilet sitting out in the open in the marble foyer. I think I can quickly use it and be done before anyone notices, but it seems my digestive system has issues. I end up taking a very long time on the toilet while everyone comes out of the other room, wondering about the noise.

And it's time for my sister to leave. As I exit the mansion through the front door, I find that the main entrance is actually on the second level. It's a long walk down some steps to ground level. To the side is the driveway, which looks more like a small parking lot. Here, my sister is packing things into her car. I start making my way down there, but there are more steps than I realize. As I get down to the ground level, I see my sister driving off. I'm really disappointed that she didn't wait for me to say good-bye.

Then I notice a lot of scruffy-looking men in dirty clothes are hanging around the end of the driveway. One of them growls and approaches me, seeming to be more wild animal than human. They're werewolves! I realize all the friends that where here with me earlier have vanished. I race back up the stairs with the werewolf chasing me. There's a few times I can even feel his teeth as he tries unsuccessfully to bite me.

I make it back to the entrance, but now instead of the mansion's front door, I find an elevator. I jump in and hit any button to get away from here. I'm hoping that I hit the right button to get into the mansion, but instead, I'm taken one level down to servants quarters. But I'm not safe here because apparently the werewolves work in the building! I race through the hallways, trying to find a way back into the living areas of my friend's mansion. Eventually, I run into my friend's mother, who leads me to a staircase and sends me upstairs.

The staircase actually takes me to the foyer of my own house. I also seem to have a Game Boy in my hands that I don't remember picking up. It's about time I got myself to bed, but first, I want to check that the house is locked up for the night. I go to check the front door and find it sitting wide open. Even the screen door is sitting open. Anyone could have come in here while I was distracted, even the werewolves if they followed me home! I rush to shut and lock the door, but there's a problem. The key I normally keep in the deadbolt is gone. In its place is a little bike key which doesn't even fit in the lock. I scramble to get my own key from my purse so I can lock the deadbolt. But I'm worried about what happened to that other key. If the werewolves took it when they sneaked into the house, then I won't be safe here. I debate searching the house for intruders vs. calling the police. Eventually, I decide to make sure the door to the garage is locked and secure before doing anything else. The garage is dark, and I can't see if any werewolf is hiding in there. I shut the door, which still has a key in the deadbolt so I can easily lock it. However, instead of the normal wood door, this door looks more like a heavy freezer door. I start worrying what to do about any werewolves hiding upstairs and wake up.

Non-Dream Nightmare Dream Lucid Dream Lucid Nightmare

TLoZ+Board Game=DJ Entry

My first dream of the night was some sort of an odd combination of a Legend of Zelda game and a board game. A lot of it I cannot remember; I remember snippets of the Legend of Zelda part (the first half) and the general idea of the boring board game part (the second half). The first half compromised of a few groups of my friends from my old school completing various TLoZ-like dungeons at the same time. The board game was, of course, boring. I just moved around on checkerboard-esque tiles surrounded by various walls. Even in the DREAM I was bored.

Minecraft Village Hike

In the second dream I recalled, I was hiking through the forest trying to lead a group of Testificates (Minecraft villagers that look like land-based cave squidwards) back to their village before nightfall. Eventually, I made it back and they told me of a rival village nearby. I decided to go back through the woods and look at it. It surprised me that the inhabitants of it were more like humanoid fish than something from Minecraft; they looked more like the Fish Paladin enemies from Dungeons of Dredmor. I began to explore the village; it was very small. At this point I began to think that the fish village wasn't so bad, but I woke up before I had a chance to become lucid.

Magic School

Unfortunately, this had much more "school" than "magic" in it. Either way, it was the end of class and I was fooling around with my friends from my old school. Out of nowhere, one of them got sick. For some reason, that caused one of my friends to go play a game on a computer while the rest (except for the sick one) watched. Somehow, I decided that I would buy a magic scroll on my iPad so I could heal my sick friend. I placed the order, and I found that some odd plastic and metal object was in my hands (it did strike me as strange in the dream but I didn't do an RC). I assumed it was a scroll, since I had remembered seeing a similar object carried by one of my friends. I went over to the sick friend and tried to cast the spell, but two things stopped me: one, he had cured himself with a scroll of his own and I had no idea how to actually cast the scroll (which I promptly forgot about). I went over to watch my friends who were playing the game, which looked fairly sporadic and strange. It looked like one big cutscene, except there was no connection from one event to the next. I decided that I would try to cast the spell on the characters in the game just for kicks when I woke up. Moral of the story: Magic scroll salesmen have really good service.

The first thing I remember is being in some sort of military base full of hostile soldiers. It is outside, with many covered buildings, all with large windows. The overall feel of the base is quite futuristic, it reminds me a lot of a game called Planetside 2. The dream is hazy, but I remember fighting the soldiers along side a friendly figure, and attempting to pick up a large (and again quite futuristic) mini-gun dropped by an enemy soldier. At this point the feeling of being helplessly cornered sets in, and the shear amount of soldiers seems to triple.

I then have a false awakening, and immediately find myself in a room talking to two other people (still quite hazy, cannot really recall the people, only that I was talking to 2 people.). The conversation immediately turns to dreaming, and lucid dreaming. I begin talking about how I was sharing my dream via BitTorrent, and how all dreams have to go through the BitTorrent client.

This is where my dream ends and I awake for real. Slightly annoyed that I was talking about dreaming and LD's in my dream but didn't pick up on it.

I can only remember traveling to some old man's house, and then he gave me something to eat that made me sick, and I went to his bathroom and threw up in his toilet.

Oh what a special dream

Probably forgot half the stuff I remembered when I woke up, kinda stressed out because I though it was 3 PM already. It was not...

The usual colour coding:
non-lucid, lucid, extra comment

Gutentag, ich bin Jedi Master Martini
I am standing in my old German classroom, under the supervision of one of my old teachers. Apparently, this my first day teaching and they want to be sure I can handle myself. I start the class and quickly find out that I have no plans for the first lesson, so I try to improvise by teaching the basics. This involves the verbs to be and to have, which seem to form the basis for every language education.

Quickly though, the topic of conversation shifts when a student asks what the duties of a Jedi Shadow are (I'm guessing this is due to the abundance of SWTOR I've been playing over the last couple of days). I explain the tasks and the secrecy involved, before finding that the scenery has changed into that of a Jedi temple. I'm now a Jedi Master giving a lecture to the older padawans of the academy.

The dream ends abdruptly when I am woken by my mother, who wasn't particularly happy at me sleeping in, again...

I am running down the hallway of a jail with two others. We are attempting to break out. We seem to be running away from the exit hiding behind what looks like carts on an aeroplane whenever a guard turns around. As I run to the next cart, I see a guard; I think he also sees me. I realise I’m caught. I tell the other guys he saw me. They do not listen to me. I run towards the entrance for a reason I don’t know. I see the guards, but they have guns. There are about 20-30 guards. I get this nightmarish feeling of not wanting to be there. Suddenly I realise: I’M DREAMING! I’m standing in front of the jail entrance and the nose plug test, it works. It feels very strange to be able to breathe with your nose plugged. But as I look up, a female guard tries to tackle me to the ground. Because I’m lucid, I punch and try to emit fire. But I’m not very lucid so nothing happens but she gets knocked out. I run out of the jail as fast as I can. The guards start firing at me. I jump with the intent to fly. It works, but I only hover 1-2 metres off the ground and my flying is very turbulent. I’m going at about the speed of almost a freight train. But it is not fast enough, I feel the police is following me. I remember the superman technique. I put my arms out in front of me and will myself to fly faster. It works, though I only increase in speed by a bit. After flying for 2-3 minutes, I stop. I see a family of five, we don’t interact. I hear a car engine; I turn to see a black car. A person who looks like the Men in Black gets out of the car. I assume he is a policeman. So I give myself up and I lie on the ground. I lose lucidity. My consciousness changes from being the escapee to a man. The police gives me two guns and tells me to deal with the criminal.

Non-lucid visit with a ghost (B. Stewart). Somewhere where there are many people milling about. I see the ghost and we start talking. I tell him that I know he is dead. He smiles at me and says he is always here, watching over the guys. He gives me a lot of advice about life and says that he will just be "over there" sitting in the orange chair (like a stadium seat - sitting out in the open of this courtyard type setting), whether I can see him or not - he will be there. Such a friendly, loving, smile and hug. We talk about his son and his wife.

Later on in the dream - a different day perhaps - I return to the busy courtyard and I don't see him. I turn to the empty orange chair (about 15 ft away) and wave hello. A plastic hand that was on the arm rest waves back to me and I know it is him. Comforting.

Dream switches to being on a plane with my brother on our way to South Africa. There is no roof on the plane and I had to keep my hands on my headphones to keep them from flying off of my head. We end up at someone's house - there are pillars around the pool.

Themes: We Will Never Leave You - Leave No Doubt

I like to just sum up my dreams, or else they'd be 3 page long entries. So this is what I remember:
Middle of desert with someone(s?)
Went back and forth between some cave i don't remember going inside of.
Second dream, i was in san diego (all i remember to classify the city was a boardwalk and ocean)
i was trying to get inside of some bar late at night, i left did something, then came back and was declined access.
Then i was at a small movie theater which i got a ticket to see a movie at. then i missed the movie because i think i was in the bathroom? with a ghost? (shooting in the dark there, very hard to remember, not scary though)
after missing the movie i went to different, much larger movie theater, that was almost like half casino/hotel/resort.
And while there i saw many friends, almost the entire school, from my old middle school.
very strange. I remember some parts very vividly, but that's that. hoping for some lucids soon

I was in a building with some friends. One of them worked there, he had to stream some video game on the radio and on the television.
The building looked like some type of basement. My friends walked with me to some other rooms as suddendly a female staff member stopped us and forbid to go further. We had to return to the first room, I got out of the building but the others stayed there. Their goal was to get to the room the staff member has forbidden(but after some minutes she returned there and cought them). As I got out of the basement I noticed the friend who had to do the streaming. He had to listen to a speech somebody hold.

After this I don't remember what exactly happened , but somehow I was at school with my friends.

The next scene I remember:
I want to go to bed as I set the alarm on my cellphone. The alarm was for this livestream I mentioned before. As I close my eyes I suddendly hear the alarm. I wake up and start writing down the dream.

Non-dream Dream

Today I recalled a ton of totally random fragments:

Fragment 1:

I rented a harley and I am returning it to the dealer. The bike has a huge key. The owner is very trusting.

Fragment 2:

I am looking for a parking space for father's day lunch. I am waiting forever for a car to pull out and when it finally does it turns out to be a handicapped spot. Now all of a sudden the parking lot is completely empty.

Fragment 3:

My dad changed his entire back yard around. He fired the guy who cleans his bbq and I was really sad. The guy did a good job and didn't really break the bbq. The back yard was kind of shaped like an octagon.

Fragment 4:

I am driving by a cemetery. I am doing something dangerous or illegal and we are in some kind of trouble. Some chick in the car is getting bit by a snake from the road. I am driving this huge bike-like vehicle and started shouting "I don't want to get bit by the black widow!" Nobody believes me that there is a black widow on my bike. I stop and someone takes it off for me. Then I go to my parents house.

Fragment 5:

I am in a bar hustling people with some kind of magical device. We are playing for some kind of strange currency - almost like long bendable skis. Some guy walks by completely naked with his penis hanging out. I tried hard to ignore him.

Who was the girl with me?

I end up losing whatever we were betting on.

I had a funny dream the other night. It was one of those super long epic dreams where I am having this great adventure. I was with this guy who was my best friend and we were side by side during this whole dream.

And when I woke up, I thought about the dream and thought, "Huh...". My dream best friend who I had felt so close to was the salesguy from the mattress store that I had recently gone to. Too funny.

Non-Lucid|Lucid|Notes
Falsely Convicted
I'm in a courtroom, standing up at the defendant's table. Every accusation I hear is direct evidence of the murder I supposedly committed. The only problem? I'm innocent.

I'm dragged off by an officer in a khaki uniform and walked down a hallway, where the media is lined up along the walls. My mother shoves past a group of camera-holding spectators, just long enough to ask me a brief, yet impending question:
"Did you do it?"
I shake my head, no.

As I am carefully chained into the back an empty black van which, undoubtedly, should be taking me to a state penitentiary, I begin to cry. My life is over at 17. Damn, I didn't even get to go to college yet.

A thought crosses my mind...

I'm 17! I can't go to prison yet! This must be a..

The dream warps and I awake with a peculiar sense of satisfaction

I am running down the hallway of a jail with two others. We are attempting to break out. We seem to be running away from the exit hiding behind what looks like carts on an aeroplane whenever a guard turns around. As I run to the next cart, I see a guard; I think he also sees me. I realise I’m caught. I tell the other guys he saw me. They do not listen to me. I run towards the entrance for a reason I don’t know. I see the guards, but they have guns. There are about 20-30 guards. I get this nightmarish feeling of not wanting to be there. Suddenly I realise: I’M DREAMING! I’m standing in front of the jail entrance and the nose plug test, it works. It feels very strange to be able to breathe with your nose plugged. But as I look up, a female guard tries to tackle me to the ground. Because I’m lucid, I punch and try to emit fire. But I’m not very lucid so nothing happens but she gets knocked out. I run out of the jail as fast as I can. The guards start firing at me. I jump with the intent to fly. It works, but I only hover 1-2 metres off the ground and my flying is very turbulent. I’m going at about the speed of almost a freight train. But it is not fast enough, I feel the police is following me. I remember the superman technique. I put my arms out in front of me and will myself to fly faster. It works, though I only increase in speed by a bit. After flying for 2-3 minutes, I stop. I see a family of five, we don’t interact. I hear a car engine; I turn to see a black car. A person who looks like the Men in Black gets out of the car. I assume he is a policeman. So I give myself up and I lie on the ground. I lose lucidity. My consciousness changes from being the escapee to a man. The police gives me two guns and tells me to deal with the criminal.

Fragment #1: I false awaken and write down my lucid dream.
Fragment #2:
I am carrying a body part, I am with my mum. I throw it in the bin.Fragment #3: I'm talking to someone about India and the Rainshadow Effect.
Fragment #4: I am standing in an 1800s toilet looking at a man sitting. I shout "NO! I won't let you use a rundown toilet!" Then a rich man who looks familiar appears and talks.

~I was sitting in a floral-patterned armchair in my grandma's attic, which she had apparently just remodeled. It looked like a living room and a kitchen had a baby--there was a counter and cabinetry all along one wall and wrapping around a corner, but there was a couch, the chair I was seated in, and a coffee table also there. I was holding a red box of cereal, looking at a comic book that came with it. Two cats started climbing on me and I suddenly received a text on the back of the ceral box. Somehow I replyed to it (there weren't keys or anything on the box), but then realized that the texts cost money. I set the box down, moved the cats, and left the attic.

~My friend Hannah was preparing to get a tattoo. I think it was Mickey Mouse with his little wizard hat on. Apparently the proceedure for getting a tattoo in this dream was a bit different than IRL. She layed a picture of what she wanted on her arm, then took out a small knife. She started cutting little holes in her skin all around the picture. I was FREAKING OUT, but she assured me that everything was perfectly fine. There was no blood at all when she finished cutting the holes. It almost looked like she had stitched the picture down, but I kind of think that's what the holes were for--pre-cut spots for the needle to go when she did stich on her tattoo. *shudder* Oh, that made me squirm.

~A few kids from school and myself were babysitting a bunch of little kids. We played hide and seek with them, and then let them take naps. They were all dressed like Pillow Pets.

7/30/12

I walked outside my house into my backyard, and saw my sister and her friends. I walked down the stairs, and near the trees i saw some twins. I walked over to them, and i noticed that the girl was in my grade at school and didn't know my sister. She also didn't have a twin. I did a quick RC and became conscious. Immediately after, I started waking up, so I spun around a few times to stay in the dream. When I stopped spinning I was on top of my roof, so I figured I would jump off and see if it hurt. I landed and didn't feel a thing. Soon after that I lost consiousness and woke up.