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The dream, from what I remember, began with me, on top of a large staircase, in which was accompanied with men in soldier outfits. I looked around, and I could see a foggy body of water. If anything, the place looked like just plain gray. Eventually, I traveled down the stairs, reaching the bottom which was a store that carried many miscellaneous items, from keychains, to DVDs. It was comforting, and I'm sure as hell that I've been there in past dreams. Last time, it was a game store though, strange how it's merchandise had changed, and before that, it was a store for specifically stuffed animals and stuffed animal accessories. For now, I will label this "The Store". Afterwards, I just browsed, and not much else. I woke up for a brief few minutes to try and re-adjust my pillows or something, then went back to sleep.

This part of the dream continued off from my earlier dream, except I had just walked home and back into my room, where my dad (for some reason) was sleeping on my bed. Despite that, I pulled out a bag of candy and began stuffing my face with it, eating it all until I began feeling drowsy, and I fell back, passing out right there, which is conveniently when I woke up once more for the same reason.

Lastly, I do believe this had to deal with me and my brother at a Target or Best Buy store, much larger than "The Store" though. My brother had just beat me on some racing game, and was for some reason trying to get a picture from the game to print out at one of the front desks and try to rub it in my face or something of the sorts, but the clerk found some grease on the picture, which is when I slipped off to try and beat his record, in which I did, and printed the picture out. Turns out, the whole thing was a commercial. Wonder what that could mean...

DJ Log: November 9, 2011 – 1:15AM (USA Eastern)
Text color legend: · NON-DREAM · NOTES · DREAM · LUCID ·

Notes: This is quite the timing for a dream. I was very tired this evening and was falling asleep in my chair while surfing eBay. I laid down at around 12:30am and had quite a vivid dream where I visited a place I remember from a previous dream many years ago. I fully realized that it was a dream, but I didn't quite become lucid - well, maybe a very low level of lucidity.

I am walking down a dark concrete corridor with a couple friends. We walk through an industrial steel doorway and into a small room which has a low-hanging natural rock ceiling. We walk around the low center, then see that there are a couple of crevices in the rock which we can climb through.

One of my friends takes the lead as we crawl through the larger crevice and end up in a small cavern area. There are bright rays of light shining in through a couple of cracks above which slightly illuminate the area. There is a small amount of water trickling down the wall. I look around for a bit, then realize that this area looks very familiar.

I look at my friend who is standing closest to me and say, "You know, I've been to this spot before. I'm pretty sure I was in this exact spot in a dream many years ago." He looks at me slightly puzzled and asks, "Are you so sure it was a dream?" I reply, "I'm sure it was. It was a dream which I had many years ago and still remember very clearly." He asked, "If you remember this spot from a dream, was that thing there before?" as he points to something behind me. I turn around and look to see that there is a large electric motor hanging from the rock ceiling in the corner of the cavern we are standing in. I say, "No, that wasn't there before."

I crawl over to examine the strangely located motor. At a first look, it appears to be glued to the rock. Upon a closer look, I can see that it is bolted to the rock by a steel flange. The motor is coupled to a shaft which disappears into the rock. I look at it for a bit, then decide that I must find out what it does. I tell my friends to go back to the entrance of the cavern and look for a switch box.

As we walk back out, I find an electrical disconnect switch bearing a label that reads, "Rock Horn." Wondering what the heck this thing does, I switch on the disconnect and hear a slight humming noise coming from behind me. There is another electrical panel on the wall with a sign that reads, "To Activate Horn, Use Remote." I look around for a bit, but do not find such a remote.

My friends walk away and leave me behind as I'm looking for the remote. When I give up and walk back out of the corridor, one of my friends says, "Is this the remote you're looking for?" as he is pointing to a push-button control box hanging at the entrance to the corridor. I walk up and look at it to see that it has a green start button and a red stop button on it. Out of curiosity, I push the green start button and nothing happens. I push it again and a strange sound fills the area. It sounds sort of like a fog horn, but much lower in tone. I push the stop button and the sound slowly fades out - along with the dream...

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[COLOR="silver"]I didn't do any special technque or method this time. I just went to sleep on a normal bedtime and had some normal vivid dreams. [/COLOR]

[COLOR="blue"]I was in class and the most annoying guy in there made weird sounds. I looked at him and asked "What the hell are you doing?". He just laughed and kept doing the sounds. He sounded retarded I thought, but he wasn't mean so I stopped to care. But then my Music teacher walks to him with a chair and hit him jokefully in the stomach with the seat and laughs and everybody laughs. But the guy don't laugh and I think he got reminded about being bullied.
So he get up angry, my teacher try to apologize and all the other think "He got what he deserved..."

I remember a fragment of me being on a playground and getting robbed and something with me putting on a swimsuit, what ever I don't remember.

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And the last thing I remembered before I woke up was that I were in a store buying baguettes and that I was on a field trip with my class and I took a seat and started eating. [/COLOR]

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I had a new dream today, it was located in a distant city located in the skies, I were a master climber - the dream weren't that vivid so I'm having trouble recalling the dream - I will try to continue on the dream and write a more in-depth post about it!

11-8-11
Had an odd dream last night, almost became lucid. I'm really close to having another DILD =D

So, I was in my school. Everything seemed normal at first. I was in my fourth block class (for people who don't have blocks but instead have periods, fourth block is the same time as 7th and 8th period) going about my business as usual. The bell rang, but for some reason, I didn't go to leave school. We had like a fifth block or something for some reason. So I went to meet up with a friend to go to fifth block. To go to my friend, I (irl) take a staircase which just goes up one floor, plain and simple. In my dream, however, the staircase was MASSIVE, like the one in Hogwarts, only without the awesome magic stuff. I go down this staircase a few floors and go through a hallway which looked the same as all the others and meet up with my friend. For some reason, there's a cookie selling stand next to us, so we decide to get a few cookies. We go to the stand, but for some reason the cookies were priced at $33 each, with the cookies being small graham crackers. For some reason, my friend bought three of them, and went to the staircase to try selling them (this kid likes to try to sell things like pencils and pens during school). We go up and down the stairs and eventually end up at the bottom. For some reason, the stairs go into a wall and just stop at the bottom. We can't go past, but other students simply phase through the wall. This made me get suspicious, and I almost did an RC but for some reason didn't. The dream then ended.

I really hope to have another dream like this tonight so I can have a DILD.

Thursday:
I was on a boat (a Cruise ship). I was in a room with bunkbeds.I had just removed my shoes and put them underneath a desk in the room. A person I know just came into the room and sits down on the bottom bunk. But at that moment the ship started swaying VERY badly..but the strange thing is--it was sunny outside. Then the dream scene shifted to the same person &I racing down a terminal to a plane (I have no shoes on). We just manged to catch the plane and go to our seats. When the plane was on the runway..two mice who look like Gus and Jaq, are racing down the runway and Gus just is able to get to the wheel before it takes off. The plane went kind of wonky.. and the camera showed me that..there was no piolit or co-pilot in the cockpit. So I rushed into the cockpit and flew the plane..straight into a hangar. (the only thing I'm sure off is the shoes&desk is a metaphor about me spending to much time at a computer and not enough time outside)


Friday:
I was in a mansion, in a room which was all white..it had 4 pianos. Each one had a different "sound" to it. One on the far left, sounded like it hadn't been tuned for awhile. Well the one on the oppiste side was a bit too loud. I was playing the former piano and I notice a ghost coming towards me. It looked like however she had died she died in her bedroom. When she got close enough I saw her have RED eyes.

Saturday:
i was on a subway with mom. We were at the stop she want us to get off at. Somehow I lost her and had to walk through the entire subway train to get off. Two women, looking like two people I knew helped me get off the subway and up an eslcator. Before we got outside, we passed a shoe store with a moral of princesses (not Disney). One side of the store had shoes outside of it and the plaque above it said "Peggy's shoes". I did find mom eventually.

1
I was spending time with Tori who was still living with Nana on Putnam. Then I remember us being in the kitchen at her old house on Winthrop Ave. and M Mollica was there. He'd brought me something I asked him to buy, like some kind of chicken stock, but I got mad because the stock either was or wasn't made with the neck of the chicken. He apologized but I blew up like an immature bitch while he just sort of sat there next to Tori smiling unaffectedly and I suddenly felt like a child.

2
I went to the eye doctor with my dad, whom I was (still?) mad at about the chicken. When we got there I stormed away into a separate childrens' waiting room, which I realized was also the office. The optometrist, a young Asian woman, was examining this little boy who sat looking at images projected on the wall. We were both seated at a small table on which were the slides used in the projector. It was like a makeshift slide carousel; there were a bunch of clear Tupperware bowls nested inside each other and around the edges were things written on in permanent marker and crudely taped pictures. The doctor took it from the table while I was trying to figure out how it worked. The entire time obnoxious 90's pop hits were playing rather loudly over the radio, including Third Eye Blind's Semi-Charmed Life.

3
I was playing Petz and looking at all the catz and dogz I hadn't taken out in so long. I began thinking of which ones I wanted to breed to make more interesting petz. I felt the kind of remorse I always used to feel about using my virtual petz just for breeding before I remember they are in fact virtual.

Method WILD
I transition into the dream and find myself hovering about 10 feet above the ground. It's night and I'm outside. The area is a cobblestone driveway, like at a luxury hotel or house. The area is lit by a street lamp. I am hovering about the ground and slowly descending. I look down and see a girl in a red dress. She is short and has long brunette hair.

She looks up at me as if to welcome me. I say "I need your help" as I have difficulty reaching the ground. She walks to me and reaches with her hand to guide me down to the ground. I also look at my hand and rub them to stabilize. Then I say something, I'm not sure what. She says something back but I can't understand her. Her words are like a foreign language.

She gestures to a car in the driveway. It's a convertible sports car, very nice. I ask, "What is your name?" She talks more but I still can't understand her. We get in the car. I'm get in the driver's seat and she walk around to the passenger side. The dream fades out.

So unfourtunatly i havnt been uploading many journals on here. This is like the second one in a long itme, anyways lately ive been expiernce sleep paralysis. Just about everynight. Usually im so usedd to these i can have fun by imagining things up, BUT lately my thought have been filled with things that keep turning evil on me. Its getting bad. Some of the things i see are like three black figures hanging on my wall, then i managed to turn my head and ened up look at a red fading face in the ceiling. The pressure on my chest started and i was able to breathe.When i woke, i easily fell back to sleep and it happened again and once again i coul notbreath. Ive been dealing with sleep paralysis for a very long time but never untill about two nights ao did i have breathing problems. Anyways my dreams have started turning into nightmares and my thought havnt been going the way i wanted them to. the funny thing is, that right now there is actually NO bad things or NO stress in my life, in fact ive been having some of the best times ive had in a long time. With that being said i do not know why these things are starting to appear in my dreams and i dont know..... ive actually been avoideding sleeping because yes....im actually scared for once.

So last night I tried for 45 minutes straight to achieve a WILD and ended up with no luck, a sore leg, and this dream...

I was in a car with some of my old classmates being driven by my old eighth grade teacher. We were supposedly going to a baseball game, and someone was calling ahead of time to reserve a special room.

Out of the side of my window I noticed my jerky neighbor and her mentally-challenged son driving in a HUGE Hummer, and she was giving me the evil eye. *shudders* She then drove the Hummer into the side of our van, and began to chase us down the highway. They attempted to cut us off, but ended up getting into a huge car crash.

When we arrived at the stadium (can't remember if there was a specific team or not) we found that a buffet area wasn't being used, so the staff let us use there. We were overjoyed at the fact that we could put our potstickers in a tinfoil tray. Yeah... Then, some students decided to get in a cheerleading pyramid together, so that they could get discounted admission.

Analysis: Well, I had seen my neighbor recently, watched baseball on TV, eaten potstickers for dinner, and been to a pep rally. This one was pretty straightforward.

Category: Non-Lucid

Lucidity: 2/10
Clarity: 4/10
Length: 5/10
Enjoyment: 6/10 (because my neighbor crashed )
Overall: 4.25/10

I remember wrestling with J and I think towards the end I was trying to break his elbow.

D, J and I were riding around in some truck when we came across a bomb. We notified the police and they came there right a way to get rid of it. They never did seem to diffuse it, and they were handling it like it was fake.

We continued on, and arrived to a truck with a stranded couple in it. I guess it was our job to help them. We got them back to this shop, and I think D and J were working on fixing their truck. There were several other DCs around...mostly female. All of them at some point flirted with me, but changed their minds when I got into it.

non-lucid
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I was playing football with some family/friends outside my grandparents' house, when I got poked in the eye and couldn't see. I went into the house to wash my eye out, but when I looked in the mirror, there was nothing wrong with my eye and I could suddenly see perfectly out of it.. so I realized I must be dreaming. I looked over at the hand towel and tried to levitate it.. it worked.. lucid

I walked outside and proclaimed loudly to all the DCs in the area that I was lucid dreaming. They seemed unimpressed, so I took to the air to fly around and figure out what to do. I flew away from my grandparents' house and began to throw fireballs at the surrounding landscape. I hadn't done this in awhile (lucid drought), so it took some practice to get back in the groove. As I continued to manipulate the fire with my mind, I realized I had flown to a forest.. in fact, it was the Forest of Denn!

I landed and checked out my surroundings. I appeared to be near a clearing in the forest where there was a small lake, covered in fog. I walked toward the lake and noticed a giant dragon worm. It rose up out of the lake, with the body of a giant worm, about 15 feet wide and rising about 35 feet out of the water. I call it a dragon worm, because the head was shaped like a dragon's, with a lizard tongue that was slashing about and hissing as it oscillated slowly back and forth, as if dancing. I recalled my current task to slay a beast and began to charge the dragon worm with a snarl growing in my throat.

I reached the edge of the lake and jumped/flew into the dragon, colliding with the side of the massive beast and latching onto its leathery skin. I forgot completely about the armor I had bought previously, and was solely focusing on the attack. It quickly became apparent that I *would* need my weapon, so I closed my eyes and visualized my glowing orange shardblade in my hands. As soon as I felt the grip in my fingers, I opened my eyes and began slashing at the worm while still holding on with my left hand and legs.

Even tho I was making gashes in the thick skin, the worm didn't seem to even notice. It continued to sway, but now started spinning around, as if trying to sling me off. I realized that I needed to attack it at a weak point. From where I was latched on, I could see a small hollow at the base of its throat which appeared to be a good place to start, but it was out of my reach, and the worm was spinning and swaying too violently for me to climb up to it. Then, I had an idea..

I collected myself as the monster continued to gyrate, and then let go, allowing myself to be slung free from its body. As I did, I turned and locked my eyes on the hollow of the throat. When I reached the apex of my flight - before I started to fall down to the lake - I launched myself straight at the beast, sword outstretched and focused intently on the hollow of the throat.

When I reached the body, my sword thrust deep into the throat with a slurping sound. The worm began to gurgle and flop around even more frantically.. then it slowed and hissed as it fell away into the lake. I jumped from the body and hovered over the lake as it fell and watched it slap the water's surface and sink down. Something caught my attention and I glanced at the shore. A very small dragon was flying over to inspect the drowning worm. It's head was identical to the beast's I had just slain, but it had a full dragon body and not that of a worm. It flapped it tiny wings rapidly as it cocked its head from side to side, a puzzled look on it's face. It hit me that this must be the giant dragon worm's offspring.

I remembered that my next task was to tame a beast... so it seemed like the perfect opportunity to do just that. I flew closer to the little dragon and it backed away, seeming to notice me for the first time. "What's your name, cowboy?" I asked. Suddenly the word 'Chomper' was spoken in my mind - a high-pitched but masculine voice resonating - as the dragon cocked its head.

"Ok, Chomper, I think we should be friends.." I said, as I moved closer. The dragon seemed unsure, but didn't pull back. As I got close enough to touch Chomper, he shot some fire breath at my hand. I jerked back reflexively, but then moved forward again. He put out a continuous gout of flame at my hand, a hint of frustration in his eyes. As my hand began to touch the flame, I slowly caused the fire to fizzle and disperse, until there was no fire left and my hand was up against Chomper's nose. He cocked his head and stared at me incredulously as I stroked his nose.. then he began to giggle and laughed out loud, showing all his teeth in a large smile.

Chomper flew over and alit on my shoulder, playfully expelling a puff of flame that singed my eyebrows. I flew over to the lake shore and dropped to my feet. Chomper hopped down as well. I felt confident that I had my new companion, but he sure was small for battling monsters and the like, so I decided to try something.. "Chomper, GROW!" I said out loud. And he did. As I continued to look at him, I willed him to grow to about 3 times my size.

I looked around for something for us to fight. There was nothing. Wait... There was something down the shoreline crouching low behind a tree. It looked like a panther laying in wait for an ambush.. I stared straight at the animal and said
"Chomper, BURN!" He then let out a burst of flame that took out half of the shoreline of trees in the direction I was looking. I couldn't help laughing out loud. I walked over to where the panther had been to find everything - including the panther - charred and smoldering. Chomper seemed quite pleased with himself.

I was about to feed the roast panther to Chomper when the dream started to fade.. and I decided to just let it.

This was the most fun LD I've had in awhile. I had been in a drought for the last couple of weeks, but this was the 2nd in 3 days, so hopefully it will put me back in the groove

Notes: Nothing lucid. Also I want to put a notebook under my pillow so I can jot down reminders notes. Getting up, opening my computer, finding and putting on my glasses, getting my eyes to focus, all is too disruptive to my sleep. This time I just lay and thought about the dreams trying to memorize them before I fell asleep which worked OK but I still forgot a few. There were several. I also have pretty epic and adventurous dreams usually, these ones were kind of repetitive, awkward, and when they weren't about killing they were about failing or just boring. :/

Leaving Seamus in the car by the river:
I had Seamus (My cat) with me. I picked him up and put him in the car at some point. I had the van, and he and I were at some kind of river. I think I've dreamt of similar places before. It kind of reminds me of the upper pecos river where we used to swim when I was a kid, but there's houses and stuff along it and it's a little bigger. It's in a wooded pretty lush foresty canyon. High canyon walls make it a little dark. The river is very rocky and fast moving and clear. It's a beautiful place. Somehow I went home and later realized that I had left Seamus in the car but had not brought the car with me. I don't really know where home was in this dream but I went there. It might have been half mile down the river or soemthing. I walked back to the car and found him laying on the back seat, content but I guessed he might be hungry because he had been there all night with no food or water. I don't know why I didn't just drive the first time.

Killing the woman with the dog
This might have beenthe same dream as the math class, I don't know. There was something about having to kill this woman with a dog. She was unconscious and she didn't bleed, but I cut her hands off or something creepy like that. Which made the dog really sad and whine and sniff at her. I felt really bad about the dog but still felt that I should put her out of her misery so I severed her spinal cord with a big knife. Somehow my logic was that the dog would be less unhappy if she was dead than if she was half dead. Ugh. She still didn't bleed. It was like cutting sausage with a bone in it and I felt really horrible about it. She was put in like a toy chest or something. Some kind of big chest that looked like it had toys in it. There seemed to be other people with the same assignment. The dog was a little black dog, maybe a poodle or one of those longhaired terriers. It was really sweet and really sad. Gah no wonder I woke up feeling guilty and horrible. Ugh.

The math class
I was in a math class with a bunch of children. I hadn't been doing my homework. It's a recurring dream theme, sometimes the class is a college class, sometimes high school, this time it was elementary, and of course I had a whole workbook that I hadn't touched and we were about halfway through our semester or something like that. There was a strange desk with kind of a wall thing around the top of it so I had to reach into it to write on it, and to do so I had to stand. Since I was bigger than the kids in the room, being an adult, I wondered how they used this thing. I just grabbed my workbook and tried to use it in front of the desk. I could probably draw the thing. It was a weird looking desk. I kept needing things like tissue and accidentally disrupting the class. I didn't take very good notes, hadn't done any of my homework, and was pretty lost. However I think there were a few times when i glanced at the problems and they were not that difficult. Something maybe you would learn in 5th grade with parenthetical parts of them. Maybe they were equations so maybe it was more prealgebra phase. This dream was long and kind of repetitive. The teacher was my last college math teacher.

Throwing food away and the chalkboard.
There was a big chalkboard. I did some kind of art on it supposedly but I was just messing around on it. I got dorlands wax medium on it, and I got melted crayon on it. I was trying to scrape the crayon off, and there was a big trash can beside me. Somehow I started throwing food away. There was some cheese that I grated straight into the trash. Then there was a package of baby carrots and sliced bell pepper that were new that I started to throw away. Feeling suddenly like this was a silly thing to do, even if there were a couple ants in them, I started pulling the carrots back out, then the pile of cheese, and saw that I had a bowl of perfectly good cooked brocoli on the counter, perfect for the cheese. I was holding the cheese in one hand, and the carrots in the bag in the other and staring at the brocoli when I woke up.

Syd is no longer my facebook friend?
Syd was no longer my facebook friend. There was some kind of friend tracker button and I clicked it and saw his name and fuzzy pic of his face. I got mad and yelled "Dammit!" or something. Marcus looked at me like WTF? I apologized and said I was upset, but I got that out of my system. But I was wondering why he had deleted me? Had I said something? Was he just clearing out people that weren't real friends? I didn't understand and felt kind of rejected. He's not a real friend just an aquaintance but we share most of our political views and I like seeing his updates.

I seemed to coriograph my dream. As I would think it, so it happened.

I was escaping something. It seemed as though I was watching a movie from the standpoint of one of the characters.

Other folks were running away on land. I saw a waterfall and thought that one might escape that way, but it would be dangerous as you could slip on rocks if you jumped to a lower level. There I was jumping to the next level down on the waterfall.

The waterfall was a couple more levels down to the bottom and I had to finish my jump. I jumped down, but instead of a waterfall level, it was some steel structure. I landed on it and jumped off to the pool below. I thought how someone could just dive in, but it might be shallow, so they would have to come back up pretty much immediately, and that is exactly what I did.

Now I saw the other people running about a hundred feet away in the day. There was brush for cover. I was away from them. I thought I had a better chance of escaping if I were separate from the crowd. It was night where I was.

I was crouched down in a forest of large trees. Men on horseback came riding past. There were about 10 of them. I didn't know why they didn't see me, but they didn't.

The dream skipped to where I was somewhere else. There was a college campus scene, which I pretty much forget. Then on to an old ship.

On the ship, there was a communication invention. It worked like Morse Code, but it was made up of several strange pieced to assemble it. I was trying to save it...from something...and because I wanted it and it was valuable, but the main reason was because it had to be kept secret like nostrodomos kept his visions and research secret. It was very mid-evil.

I should have journaled this earlier, but I got most of the salient points.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! Had lots of frags this morning when I woke up, one of them was kinda of a nightmare but something good actually came out ot fit. I realised what my dream weapon most likely is! It's the only weapon that works in dreams for me and the only one I use in all my non-lucids whenever zombies attack. A kitchen knife! Here's a big picture before the frags just to celebrate this joyous day.



22.30: Sleep

05.30: Fragments
*It's my sister's birthday and we're going to celebrate her. She doesn't show up though and we suspect the worst. She's been doing drugs again. 'I knew that asshole I've got on facebook worked in that business... No one works 70 hours a week just like that.' We go to her apartment and knock on the door. She opens up and starts apologizing. I start seeing small bags of drugs infront of me like a movie is playing.

*I'm at my grandparents little cabin out by the sea. I head for the floating dock and remember picking up alot of trash from the water a few days back. Out on the dock I spot a small pike in the water. I follow it back towards land when I see something bigger move in the water. It's an enormous pike head on a foot of body. The rest is inside of an even bigger pike, it looks like an enormous crocodile and it's upside down. 'Wow! Perhaps if I used a knife and attacked it I could catch it...' I run towards the house.

*I'm talking to a couple of construction workers about my salary. They're not doing the same thing I'm doing and they're atleast fourty. I tell them what my salary is and they're shocked that it's even more than theirs, and I'm not even fully paid. I kinda feel bad for them.

*I'm in the subway with another guy and we're going home. I can hear rock music playing. I recognise it as "Bullet for my Valentine" which I point out to the guy. I head through the booth and look at the big sign. My train is leaving pretty soon so I run up the stairs. A few ladies with baby carts are blocking the way but I get on my train in time.

*I'm with two other guys and we're going to kill some mafia boss or something. All of a sudden people start shooting and I hide behind cover. I spot the guy I'm supposed to get, but he pins me down behind a counter. I know he's supposed to be pretty slow. Suddenly he shows up next to me and I grab his wrist to stop him from shooting me. A knife appears in my hand and I stab him in the chest with it. "You're not the real one" an old lady behind me yells at the man I'm stabbing.

The real one is next to her in the kitchen. He's been shot a few times, but that doesn't stop him from trying to get me. I run up to him and stab him in the chest aswell. A green liquid starts spraying out of the wound. "You've hit the gall bladder" the woman says. The man is out of breath and for some reason I help her patch him up.

05.30: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 7 hours

Supplements: None

That's it!

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