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Windhover's Dream

dream 1 (fragment) - School..... I am doing computer on Macbook(I dont have macbook). I'm reading a text on Word... suddenly I hear monster-like deep voice in the background. I think it tells me to do something... when I woke up I was scared by that voice

dream 2 - I myself is on stage of Gag Concert. when the show ends I go to the backstage; weird, the structure of the room is very strange... I meet some kids.

dream 3 - I'm at my hometown, but people are Americans. they are wearing Halloween costumes, wandering around the streets. the weather is warm and nice... I want to wear one too so I go to the apartment entry and get on the elevator. there is my art teacher, greeting me. I notice that her hair is black, so I say
"did you dye your hair? it's so pretty!"
she said thank you with smile. the elevator is on 5th floor so I have to go. at this point I woke up

I've stopped by a house where 3 guys live. I don't know them but they are letting me stay at their house. I'm on a balcony overlooking the living room and decide to try jumping down. It's about a 20 foot drop but I do it. I make it and feel strong. One of the guys in the house sees me do it and now he tries it. He's a little heavy and sure enough he hurts himself. I go over to him and he's not hurt bad, a sprained ankle. I decide I better go before I get into more trouble. (In my dream of the previous night, An Indian shaman told me not to be jumping around.)

Cay's Dream

Now it's my turn to have bad recall!

Dream 1
I guess I was on vacation with my family. I remember some sort of restaurant/steakhouse adjoining to a shopping center. My friend Azra was there as well. A little girl began to follow us around, and her brother eventually joined her. They turned out to be very sick, and later my sister-in-law said that she was going to send money back for their treatment once we got home. My obese cousin N.C. was eating the biggest steak I've ever seen.

Dream (fragment) 2
This one was so ridiculous I can't even comprehend the direction of the plot now. There was talking lasagna in jars...and one was the grandfather, and he was dying, and he wanted to be buried in a huge bubbling vat of cheese in a factory. I'm pretty sure I delivered him there.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was in a living room with my little brother. There was probably a sharp, but pale incandescent lamp on somewhere. A TV was blaring on a small TV stand. And the living room was littered here and there with things like blankets and clothes.

My brother was being really annoying in some way or another. At one point he was really annoying me by doing some weird kind of walk away from me and then back to me really fast, as if he were going to crash into me.

Eventually I just tried to ignore my brother altogether, and I started trying to pay more attention to the TV. But then I felt bad for treating my brother so coldly. So I figured that if he started acting nice to me, I'd be nice to him, too.

My brother now came up to me and asked me if he could take a look at my phone. He was just curious to see what it had on it. Having told myself I'd be nice to my brother, I handed my phone to my brother.

My brother walked over to the couch and sat down with my phone. A little while later my brother was standing up and walking around the room, doing some other stuff.

I was wondering where my phone was. My brother may have told me he'd left it by the couch. I saw it on a desk that stood before the couch. I grabbed it.

I saw that I had either an email message or a text message from somebody (or a few people?). I was about to look at the messages. But my brother, looking at his own phone, at the other end of the living room, said, "Oh, did I just get a message from ----? Saying -----?"

This was the person I'd just gotten a message from, and the subject of the message the person had sent me. My brother said something else to make me understand that while he had been "looking" at my phone, he set it so that any texts or emails I received would be automatically forwarded to his phone.

I was really mad. I didn't want my brother in all of my business. I felt like it was stupid to give my brother my phone in the first place -- even if I had thought I should have been nicer to him. But I was mostly concerned with how to stop my phone from forwarded all my info to my brother.

Dream #2

I was on an indoor basketball court with a group of boys. But I'm not sure whether we were playing a game, or just waiting around for some other people to lead us in some kind of event. I'm pretty sure we were all milling around. I was just milling around by myself.

I saw the basketball hoop and wondered if I could jump and touch the rim. I'd never been able to do it before. But I felt like maybe I could now.

The rim seemed a bit higher than normal, and it was a really bright orange. The net was also torn to shreds, so that now only a couple ratty inches hung below the rim.

As I was getting ready to jump, a bunch of the boys all gathered around me. It was like they had all suddenly decided to start playing a game.

I felt a bit self-conscious now that all these other boys were around me. I had thought that maybe I could jump and touch the rim. But now I knew I probably couldn't.

But I also having a hard time even jumping, because I was getting all tangled up in all the other boys who were trying to play a game. But, at the same time, I was already in the air, and so absurdly high in the air -- yet nowhere near the rim -- that all the boys were already beneath my feet.

One of the boys said something like, "Oh, he's trying to touch the rim! Let's see if we can do it! Or let's see if we can do a slam dunk!"

Apparently now the other boys were now already doing slam dunks and touching the basketball hoop's rim, while I was apparently still floating my way on up toward it! (But strangely enough, I don't think, all throughout this dream, that I actually ever saw one of these boys.)

Finally I reached the tattered net of the hoop. I grabbed onto it and pulled myself up to the rim.

The other boys were now saying things like, "Oh, look! He's holding onto the rim! Is he going to try to do a slam dunk?"

I didn't really know what I was going to do. I didn't know where to go from here. I didn't know how to get down. I felt like I was up way too high.

But now I thought I should climb down. First I did this by inching my hands down the couple inches of tattered net.

Then I saw a pole in front of me. It was like a brass coat rack, or some kind of lightpost. It had one central pole. And off from the pole, on either side, set one below the other, like rungs on a ladder, were little loops of brass. But every once in a while the brass of this structure was black, like it was coated in a think layer of tar or plastic.

I started climbing down this pole. As I did, I noticed that on the other side of the pole was something like a shopping mall. Apparently this indoor basketball court was right in the middle of a shopping mall.

About twenty meters away, there was also a long folding table, at which sat three or four older adults, nicely dressed and very serious looking. I could tell these were the judges. Whatever event the boys and I were at, we were going to be judged on our performance.

All this time, the boys were saying, "Oh, look! Now he's going to climb down!" I climbed down to about two or three meters above the ground. There were no more rungs on the pole. So I either had to jump down or slide down. I think I chose to slide down, even though I may have thought that I was still climbing down.

When I got down, one of the boys (whom I'm pretty sure I didn't see) warned me, "We aren't supposed to be climbing on the pole. You're gonna get in trouble when the judges come!"

I was kind of shocked. I looked up at the pole, which now seemed extremely thin and weak, as if my weight should probably have snapped it off at its base.

I wondered when the judges would come, and what kind of trouble I'd get into. But I also wondered what the heck I was supposed to do, anyway. How was I supposed to have gotten down from the rim, if I wasn't allowed to climb down the pole?

Dream #3

I was in a movie theatre, I think, watching a movie. I already had some idea of the plot of the movie. I knew it was about two girls, probably sixteen or seventeen years old, who, after some kind of accident, were now able to see into a different world.

This world was either a different dimension or the dream world. But the girls would see the dream world or different dimension in waking life, while they were going about their normal lives.

It was like the different dimension or the dream world was overlaid on our world, but invisible to most people. According to what I knew of the plot, the two girls now had to fight some battle in the middle of the two worlds to save our world.

I was now watching the beginning of the movie, which was kind of showing the origin of the two girls' powers.

The girls were out driving on a highway at night. The streetlamps over the highway were different-colored, like lights on a stage at a rock concert.

One of the girls was a troublemaker. I think this was the girl driving. She looked kind of like the avatar Mayatara has on the Dream Views site, of the girl with the white flash coming from her third eye -- except, of course, without the white flash.

I think the other girl was a troublemaker, too, but not as much as the first girl.

But now another car drove up, first really closely tailgating the girls' car, then finally driving up right beside the driver's side of the girls' car. This car was like a 1970s style car, green, but with a big, white racing side across each side.

The drivers of this car also appeared to be girls, about the age of the main character girls. But the audience was supposed to get the feeling that the girls in the green car were demons from the other world, sent to make the two girls angry, so they'd do something stupid that would lead to their own destruction. Apparently the demons of the other world already knew that the two girls were going to work to save the two worlds.

So the girls in the green car began really agitating the two girls. Eventually the girl driving just told the girls in the green car to screw off. The girl stepped really hard on the gas, speeding way up ahead of the green car.

But now one of the girls in the green car pulled out a gun and began shooting at the main girls' car! But when she shot her gun, a whole bunch of stuff came out with the bullet. The bullet, actually, didn't get very far. But the other stuff did, breaking through the back window of the main girls' car.

There was something like a centerless coin, or a washer, among all this stuff. The camera closed in really tightly on the washer and followed it in slow motion. The washer hit the left temple of the girl in the passenger seat. It hit with the same speed of a bullet, but the impact didn't do more than just knocking the girl out.

The girl in the driver's seat saw that her friend (maybe they were more than friends?) had just been injured. Now she was really ticked off!

The green car pulled up beside the girls' car. The girls in the green car were now wild -- bashing and pounding against their own car windows, almost like caged wolves trying to attack a person outside.

But the girl was so angry she just wanted to kill the girls in the green car. The highway was now driving on an overpass that went high over a wide, black river. The girl figured she'd just smash the green car right off the highway and into the river.

The girl began slamming and slamming against the green car. Eventually she drove the car right off the highway. But somehow the demons had a hand in this, too. And the girl's car went off the highway, too.

I watched as both cars plunged into the river. I thought to myself, It doesn't make sense that this is happening. How can these two girls go on fighting with their powers if they're dead? But they must be going to die. There's no way they could survive something like this.

The camera view was now of the girls in their car. The second girl was probably still knocked out. The first girl was possibly trying to find a way to save her friend and herself.

But the girls' car was probably right up on the side of the demons' car, so that the driver's side window of the girls' car was right next to the passenger side window of the demons' car.

The demon-girl on the passenger side of the car now bashed on her window to get the girl's attention. The girl looked over. The demon-girl now let something go from herself, an aura-esque, holographic kind of expansion of herself, which may also have morphed into a demonic shape.

I think I now got the idea that this was what had given the two girls their power. The demons may actually not have been against the girls. But the only way the demon girls could have given the girls their powers was by putting them into a situation like this.

I was now sitting outside, in a hallway between movie theatres. I sat on a couch-like bench. Just to my left was a doorway to another movie theatre. And just to the left of that, I think, was a small concession stand.

The hallway was well-lit, with peach-orange walls. And, far down to my left, at the end of the hallway, was a smallish window letting in a lot of light from the grey day outside.

A guy, maybe in his late twenties or early thirties, stood to my left. He was white, with his head shaved, but some black stubble now growing back onto it. He also had a shadow of stubble on his cheecks, even though he may have had a pretty full mustache and some pretty full hair below his bottom lip.

The guy wore a green t-shirt with white lettering on it. He wore a long-sleeved shirt under that. He wore slightly baggy, black jeans. The guy, I somehow knew, was a popular movie critic. He may have had some blog that everybody paid attention to, when it came to movies, even though I hadn't ever read it before.

The guy seemed lost in some way or another. Since he seemed lost, and since he was famous, I figured that maybe I would see if I couldn't help him. If I helped him, maybe he'd be able to help me get a job.

But the guy was only concerned because his friends still hadn't arrived for the movie yet. There seemed now to be a whole bunch of people standing around the guy, as if they were all standing in line to get into a movie.

I told the guy not to worry. The movie didn't start until 2:53. So he still had plenty of time to wait here for his friends. But somebody near us was saying, in a kind of tone of urgency, that he and whoever he was with had to get to the theatre. The movie had started at 2:35. So they were already late. And the guy didn't want to miss any more than he'd already missed.

I got kind of panicked, too. I'd been excited to see this movie, too! But I thought it started at 2:53, not 2:35! I looked at my watch (? - don't wear one). It was 2:53 right now! That meant I'd already missed a lot of the movie!

I ran down almost to the end of the hallway, to get to my movie theatre. As I ran in, I saw that the movie had already started. I was coming in after the whole origins scene had come and gone.

Now I'd never know how the girls had gotten their powers! This had been my biggest question!

The theatre itself was kind of disordered, as if there were a lot of parents their with their little kids. So each family, or maybe small group of families, was in their own little space, making clumps of noisy areas, and whole sections of empty seats.

But a lot of the audience didn't even seem to be focused on the movie. The atmosphere was like a big picnic inside of a movie theatre.

I went up toward the front of the movie theatre and sat near a blonde business woman wearing a white blouse and khaki-colored skirt or trousers. The woman's hair was really thick and flowing. The woman may have been in her early forties. She may somehow have acknowledged me and then gone back to watching the movie.

The scene was now a daytime scene. A man and a woman, maybe in their late thirties or early forties, were out on some promenade on the side of the same river that the girls had crashed into.

The man and the woman were both teachers at the high school the two girls went to. The man had a kind of Joe Piscopo look about him: curly, brown-red hair, kind of tan face, but a little reddish, too. But he looked a little more worn out by life, and he had slimmer, paler eyes.

The man was telling the woman that she needed to stop messing around with the two girls. Apparently the woman had been in the car with the two girls during the crash into the river.

The man was telling the woman that things the woman had lately been involved with with the two girls -- some kind of weird adventures that the man vaguely knew about, but which generally appeared to the world like nothing but close scrapes with trouble -- were hurting the woman.

The adventures the woman was involved in, the man said, were distracting the woman from teaching her students. And if she got too distracted from her role as a teacher, there were people in the administration department of the school who would be more than happy to fire her.

The woman listened to the man and sympathized with him. But she couldn't really do anything about it. It was fate. She was meant to have the adventures she was having.

I knew that the woman had been sitting in the backseat when the car had gone into the river. She had received only a part of the power that the two girls had received. But she'd received enough to see what kind of trouble the two worlds were in.

And she had a part in saving the two worlds. So she didn't have a choice. Regardless of what happened to her, she had to have her adventures. She wished that she could tell the man about all of this. But the man could only know so much. And so he'd just have to be worried for the woman.

I could see that, off to the right, the main girl was walking toward the promenade from a stone bridge that crossed the river. I could tell that the girl was already seeing a new batch of holographic demons. I could tell that a new fight was already about to begin, and that the woman would be involved.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! Had a couple of random dreams last night, had a beer or two and didn't expect to dream much really but I did! Even got lucid twice which was such a relief. Hadn't had a proper one in a while.

02.00: Sleep

11.30: Dreams and fragments
*I'm in a warehouse, it's a couple of meters across but seems to go on forever. I see Stewie and Brian from "Family Guy" on a red rocket. They take off into the air and disappear. 'Awesome, I want to make a rocket too and do that.' I look around for rocket parts but only find a fire that has almost gone out. There's white coals everywhere and I figure they must have heated a water tank over that then using the pressure to make the rocket fly. I walk around the warehouse and people start showing up.

I spot a few boxes with different screws in them. It's a big mess and I decide to organize things a bit. 'Hold on, I bet I could get paid to do this.' I look for the manager and find him, he's an old man with a cane. "Hey, how about I do some work for you and you give me hundred crowns?" I ask him. He just laughs at me and tells me he can't. "Okay, then I won't help you clean that mess" I tell him. He doesn't seem to mind and starts walking. I follow him and we exit the warehouse. The landscape is pretty amazing and the colours are bright.

It looks like we ended up in a cartoon world. A graveyard appears ahead but all of a sudden these weird, green, ghost-slimes appear from the ground. The old man's cane gets stuck in one and he can't get it loose. "Come on" I say and grab his arm. The slimes appear all around us and soon we can't even walk. I active my light super power and they can't touch us for ten seconds. I run as fast as I can to get away from the graveyard but when only a few seconds are left I realise I won't make it.

*I enter a door to taekwondo practice. A black belt I haven't seen before is there and I bow to show him my respect. A couple of white belts arrive and I start drinking water. Apparently it's graduation day and I'm going to teach some of them some moves. I realise I haven't been practicing for a very long time and has forgotten most of it.

*I'm with some friends at a Chinese restaurant. They start going into the kitchen and I yell to them to get out of there. I ask Felix what he's getting and he points at a pot on the table. I look inside and it's full of rice and vegetables. I decide to get the same.

*I realise I'm dreaming and touch the shovel I'm holding to stabilise. My legs feel funny and I'm in a dim lit room. The dream starts to collapse and I black out.

11.30: Arigato goshaei mashtah! DILD
I'm lucid from the start but it starts off in a funny way. I don't know why but all my friends are getting a dream each, with a special theme that they will love. It's my friend G's turn and I know he loves sushi, so we're going to a sushi restaurant. We're in the poorer part of a town and up ahead over a small bridge is a shack which I know is a Japanese place. G's sister is standing by the door. "You can't come in yet" she tells us and tries to close it. "I don't care, this is a dream" I say and squeeze through a hole in the door. "Goshaei mashtah!" I say out loud.

I sit down next to a Japense guy eating rice and shrimp. I grab the shrimp and eat it, it tastes great. I start goofing around, talking home made Japanese while eating his food. He gives me an angry look but I flick the chop sticks with a Bruce Lee "HOOOOO" and one gets stuck in his eye. He doesn't seem to be hurt though and I ignore him. My brother and G takes a seat and I eat some more rice. A waiter shows up with a beer. "Do you want to drink endless amounts of beer?" my brother asks me. "I'm not wasting a dream drinking beer" I tell him. "One of the longest lucids I've had in a while and you want me to waste it just like that?"

I look down at the table and there's a pie there with purple blueberries and custard. "Awesome!" I say and grab the plate. I finish the pie and touch the swirling patterns on the plate to enhance my sense of touch, stabilising the deram a bit. I get up and head into the kitchen where I found my mom. A group of girls are having dinner by the table, my sister is there too. I talk to my mom for a while but I can't remember what. "Oh well it doesn't matter because this is a dream anyways" I say. I walk up to the table with the girls. I grab a blonde one with her back to me and pull her to her feet. "No wait, he's not going to, oh yes he is" my sister says as I pull down the blonde girl's pants. She's got a pretty revealing, black, sexy outfit.

Spoiler for 18+:

I take off her panties and she bends over. The view is amazing but I remember not to focus too much. I go down on her from behind while looking at the wall to remain rooted in the dream. After a while I pull down my own pants but the dream fades quickly.

11.30: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 9½ hours

Supplements: Lots of alcohol

That's it! A couple of points for the competition the day it ends. This Friday I'm going for a proper WBTB with some G+C. We'll see how it goes.

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

I'm in a room with these strange people-creatures and muppets. There were good guys and bad guys, but I only saw the bad guys. They seemed to be fighting eachother.

I saw a garden troll, but his hair was standing up, it was wavy, was hard like metal, and ended in points. It was his weapon. He ended up flipping in the air and his hair got him stuck upside down in the wood floor.

Then I saw a normal muppet like Grover, but it wasn't him. He flipped up over a beds foot board. The board was split in the middle so it was like an open mouth. The muppet ninja flipped over the foot board, but when he landed, his head was in the middle of the foot board and he was kind of trapped. He slowly worked his way out from the space in the foot board until he was free.

I then saw a branch with little bugs on it. These were also bad even though they were cute. They were little plush bugs, like a soft, cute, cuddly bug you would give a little kid (bad, huh?) They were bad though, as evidenced by the fact that a plush butterfly landed on the branch with five little, round plush bugs, then the butterfly proceeded to turn into an insect with three body sections, then a single section like a lady bug...like the other five bugs on the branch.

This was a bad bug because a good bug would have turned into a butterfly; this one went in reverse. Six, cute, plush, evil bugs on a branch.

Then, an announcer's voice came over the P.A. to introduce Yoda. I wondered if Yoda would be good or bad since there were supposed to be good muppets there, but I could only see bad ones. I woke up before the Jedi master made it onto the scene. That would have been epic! Too bad.

Vicious's Dream
Fragments - Desert, people chasing me, controlling a UAV, huge walls engraved with Egyptian writings and Arab people

whiterains dream

yet another college one. hazy memory, mostly just hanging around with people chilling on sofas. at one point i was explaining to some guy that i was having these moments in dreams where i couldnt see properly. like there is some huge white light shining in my eyes which leaves me temporarily blind. also this chick was sat next to me trying to sleep on the arm of the sofa. i asked her if she wanted more space but she said she was ok so i didnt try anything on for some reason

the most memorable bit of the dream was doing salvia with an old school friend/nemesis. he was pretty shocked but i was explaining to him how well he was doing because its a pretty hardcore thing to handle. also he was so straight laced that i was glad he handled it so well. almost like the feeling of well if hollowday can handle it then there is hope for us all to break out of the mind box. must remember to have some myself next time. only in dreams mind cos its too powerful in reality

other memorable moments include turning up at home with a gang and looking up and seeing a flock of thousands of crows/jackdaws etc. pretty stunning

Katsuno's Dreams

1st: (Fragment) I only remember getting a new haircut...

2nd: I was playin Starcraft II against a friend of mine. He was Zerg and I was Terran. I wanted to build many Cruisers so I built a small defense and started getting ressources. Suddenly there was a drop box just like in Command and Conquer and I took it. A Thor spawned in my base. There were other boxes so I took them, too. After that I had about 3 Thors in my base and I used them to defend the entrances. I built a couple of building and finally started building my Cruisers. Suddenly my friend attacked me but my defense crushed his army. After that I noticed that we had General Abilities (C&C again) and he called an airstrike in my base. Luckily all my buildings survived. A couple of minutes later I noticed that he wanted to attack me with a gigantic ammount of Banelings. Obviously, there was no unit-limit. I called an airstrike on his Banelings just before they could reach my base and the exploding units caused a chain reaction all the way back to his base and destroyed his army again. For some reason he had another army and attacked me. This time, he crushed my defense and attacked my base. I noticed that I had many Cruisers already and attacked him. He was like "Nooooo!" but at that point he had airships from C&C Tiberium Wars and defeated me. I woke up

All these bits were from the same dream, though I'm not sure how they all fit together...

I'm viewing the dream from a third person perspective, and am watching someone get on a bus and go off somewhere. It feels like we're in Japan, and the person I'm following looks like Akagi from the Liar Game manga.
He's reading something as we go, and I get the feeling that he's trying to get away from something. I realise that he's taking part in some kind of game, and whatever he's reading is telling him about it.

I'm now back to being me (instead of following him), and I'm in this small shower block. One of my friends (Sophie) comes in and strips naked - she then walks into a side bit with a shower in. I see a glance of the back of her and feel really embarrassed - I want to go and see more of her but I don't think I'll get away with it. A few more of my friends appear, and we chat for a bit. They all seem to be taking part in a game like Akagi is from earlier.

I'm now climbing down a cliff face with someone else - this is part of my "game" that I'm playing. The other person is really scared, but I know I just have to keep going, and that if I get to the bottom I will escape somehow.

I'm now in a lecture theatre, and see some of my other friends doing some kind of a test; I see they have calculators and huge number charts. I'm told that for them to pass, I need to taste some kind of creation - it looks like white yoghurt. I try some and it tastes vile. They then announce that it's a mix of milk, lime and "mouldy incontinence yoghurt". I feel sick, and as I leave the theatre I spit some out. I end up back in the small building with the shower in from earlier.

I'm in Salisbury at some kind of reunion event with a lot of my friends - I don't know why we've all decided to come here. When we leave I realise that I got a single instead of a double ticket by mistake, and don't know if I'll have enough money to get back home.

Frist... I am in some supermarket, that sells mixture of stuff.. I am surprised how its organised. It reminds me of B&Q or LIDL. I walk around and then I realise that I want to buy mac-book pro. They seem to have just last piece. I talk to the shop assistant and he kindly shows me everything. But as we play with the laptop, we find that there is some problem with it. I am there with my friend. It seems that they are not able to repair the problem and I am very hesitant to by it... despite that they try their best to sell it to me. I ask for some discount, but they oppose that it is impossible for apple products. I think that the price was £749. I try my best to negotiate the price, but apple policy is too strict. I am really annoyed as I was looking forward to it. My friend says we should take something from the shop.... by that he means steal something. I am laughing at him and he starts filling up paper bag with some stuff..... he expects me to do that... hahah no way.... his plan is that I carry the paper bag with stuff through the till and give them only one thing to scan.... I am laughing that it is crazy.... then I see some police officers there.... and tell him not to do that, that it is stupid. Then one of the shop assistants or supervisor of the supermarket comes to me. He says that he really liked the way I was negotiation and that there are his bosses and perhaps he could intro due me to them. I looked down the shop and saw two asian guys with strange haircut... like a hawk (long hair in the middle and almost shaved on the sides). They were pushing trolleys around the shop and discussing something. I don't remember talking to them.
But then I go somewhere on top of some hill, where is a big house. When I get there, I realise that that is the house of those two guys. I walk in and see them chatting in the lobby.... some person comes to me and starts talking to me.... They welcome me in the house. I go to the top floor as I am looking for a toilet... and discover attic room. There is some guy or a monk meditating... he is talking to me about some things and maze and some kind of life philosophies, but I don't remember.

Next thing I am in czech, in front of my aunties house. There is my brother and his wife. I am excited about seeing them and I start talking to my brother about the dream I had (above)not realising i am still in a dream. Misa tells me something about some maze game. I realise that it is the second time some on did tell me about it.... and i start thinking about it. Next I see a maze in a box.... just imagining... it is full of soil and there are worms trying to find a way through... to the middle.....

Suddenly, I am in the bottom garden and I have a box looking like that maze, with soil in it and some kind of small worms... I watch it as they trying to get through... there are some other smaller pinky worms. They look like they are trying to hunt them, but when they meet, the bigger eat them. I put some more dark soil in the maze and the I go for some more worms. I put them in to the box... and soon I see long (zizaly) ground worms really quickly digging through the dark soil... they getting through it faster and faster... they look like small snakes... I admire their body... its shiny, made of segments and dark brown reddish... Itell my mum to look at them...she doesn't want to... but at the end I convince them.... and when I look again in the box... most of the soil is eaten now... only the worms are swirling at the bottom... I am amazed... how quickly they ate it.

A game of StarCraft 2, some alien playing versus other player (don't know which one). TvT, one went mass bio, other mass air. The guy with mass bio killed a floating expansion of the other guy (the alien). It was beatiful stutter step with a lot of marines and some marauders (no stim). When that happened, his head was cut off and turned its color from yellow (natural color) for that alien to blue.

Animus' Dream

1) Superhero dream. I can fly, and the city is in a war between heroes and villains. I tackle someone dressed up in a costume, but it turns out to be a friend and a fellow hero. Looks kinda like the Green Lantern, but with a black, V-shaped mask around his eyes. (Which is interesting considering he wears a shirt with the green lantern symbol all the time) Somewhat disillusioned with the war and the constant struggle of fighting.

2) The night before, I wrote out what my dream self was armed with. Two swords, 6 throwing daggers, and a pair of heavy revolvers, with a brown trench coat and a black fedora to top it off. In a dream I grabbed at where one of the swords should have been, but nothing was there...

3) Urban setting? It's been too long since I woke up to remember...

1) Superhero dream. I can fly, and the city is in a war between heroes and villains. I tackle someone dressed up in a costume, but it turns out to be a friend and a fellow hero. Looks kinda like the Green Lantern, but with a black, V-shaped mask around his eyes. (Which is interesting considering he wears a shirt with the green lantern symbol all the time) Somewhat disillusioned with the war and the constant struggle of fighting.

2) The night before, I wrote out what my dream self was armed with. Two swords, 6 throwing daggers, and a pair of heavy revolvers, with a brown trench coat and a black fedora to top it off. In a dream I grabbed at where one of the swords should have been, but nothing was there...

3) Urban setting? It's been too long since I woke up to remember...