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Been pretty sick lately and my dream recall hasn't been very good.
I had quite a few dreams, some lucid, but the lack of details made them feel unworthy of posting.

I'm walking on the promenade in Haven on Teraluna.
Enjoying the fresh air, I walk towards one of the main streets on my way to Yuya's place.
On the main street I go up a level, ending up one level below the topmost one, with all the houses and apartments.
This level features mostly shops and restaurants, I sometimes come here with Yuya for dinner.
It's dusk, so the city is quite lively.

I pass a shop that sells flowers and I wonder if I should buy some for Yuya.
They're all on display outside, so I wander a bit around having a look at the different kinds of flowers.
Some don't look like flowers at all, and some are clearly alive.
They're all very beautiful and they have a distinct smell.
I suddenly realize that I have no money, how am I going to pay for these?

Wait, what? WTF! I'm on Teraluna! How did I not notice that I'm dreaming?
This surprises me quite a bit and it takes me a few seconds to settle down.
The dream feels very stable and vivid, but I still rub my hands and try to feel the presence of my surroundings to make
that the dream remains perfectly stable.

Looking back at the flowers I see one that is immensely beautiful.
The colors somewhat match those of Yuya's eyes, I feel they would be an appropriate gift.
I ask the lady selling the flowers:

"Would you be willing to trade something for these flowers?"
"Haha, of course young man, what did you have in mind?"

I summon my phoenix wings on my left arm and remove one of the smaller colorful feathers from it.
They fall out occasionally, it'll grow back.
I hand it to the lady.

"How beautiful! Please, take the flowers, thank you!"

That went well.
I take the flowers and continue walking towards Yuya's place.
I think about how this dream started on Teraluna, even though I was non-lucid.
Then I realize I'm wasting time.
I can see a bridge crossing from this street to another one on the level above me, I'll be able to see Yuya's place from there.
I blink on top of it, and from there I blink to Yuya's place.

Yuya greets me, telling me that I'm right on time. Did we set a meeting?
I hand her the flowers.

"They're for you."

She seems extremely happy. I am yet again surprised by the way she shows her emotions.
She simply doesn't hold back at all. It feels so pure, I've never seen anyone with such a happy expression in waking life.
Yuya puts the flowers in some sort of vase.
I notice that the dream doesn't feel as stable anymore, and I attempt to re-stabilize which succeeds.

"Alright, I promised you we'd visit the library, let's go!"

The library? Did we talk about this in a previous dream?
Maybe a dream that I cannot remember?
Clearly, I can't recall such a dream, but I am convinced that we did indeed decide to visit a library somewhere on Teraluna.
It must have been a lucid dream I do not remember.
I get ready to draw my wings but Yuya interrupts me.

"Let's fly there! We shouldn't teleport into the library, we might disturb someone."
"Sure, lead the way!"

I take off and fly next to Yuya, trying to keep up.
She's accelerating fast, I can't keep up without summoning my wings.
I remember that in my last big fight I managed to summon my phoenix wings on my back, in full size.
I wonder if I can do that again and use them for fast flight, just the way I've been using my dragon fire wings until now.

I try to accumulate some of that pure energy and manage to draw the wings on my back.
They're very beautiful and very large. They feel somewhat oversized for my body.
It is VERY easy to fly at high speed with them, much easier than with the dragon wings.
We quickly break the sound barrier and everything becomes very calm.

This is the first time I'm really exploring other parts of Teraluna, usually I just stay in Haven.
It is beautiful!
There are very high and complex trees growing directly out of the sea.
They must be over a kilometer high each.
We slow down and fly down, through the crowns of the trees.
It is difficult to navigate them due to their complexity.

There are waterfalls in the crowns as well, I wonder where they come from, are the trees emitting water?
We go lower and lower and finally fly through a maze of waterfalls leading to a spectacular entrance.
The entrance is absolutely huge. Fortunately it opens by itself.
Inside there are the same angel statues as in the entrance to Haven.
As I pass under them I feel myself passing through a forcefield.
Makes sense, the library must be protected as well.

I enter the library in amazement, the bookshelves reach into all eternity.
There is literally no end to them. Even zooming in they seem to go on forever.
The library is very well lit, everything is very bright and white.
The shelves are mostly made out of glass.
Materials feel very modern, but some shapes remind me of the Victorian era.

Yuya explains what the different kinds of books are and we wander around a bit.
She shows me quite a few things which I unfortunately cannot quite remember.
Then we come to a rather special shelf.
Yuya tells me there's 1001 books in this shelf.
They all seem very old, and they are huge.
Nearly 1 meter high and very thick, probably 1000 pages each.

They feel very special, there's is something about them that really intrigues me.

"Are we allowed to touch them?"
"Of course, just be gentle, they are very old."

I pick the first of them, it's very heavy.
I gently deposit it on a reading table and open the first page.
The pages are so old... they feel like papyrus, and you can actually see how the paper was weaved.
Everything in them is hand written and hand drawn. They are not printed copies.
It feels sort of amazing touching such an old book, plus the smell is very nice.
The title of the first page is in a language I do not know.
The letters are formed by geometric shapes, but somehow I am able to understand it.

This book is about the beginning... the beginning of... everything?
They all are! Those 1001 books, is this the story of this universe?
The story of the dream plane?

"Yes, they are, are you able to read it?"
"I'm not sure. I cannot understand the individual words or letters, but somehow I understand some of it."

I randomly try to read the first few lines at the beginning of some chapters.
The first one talks about there being nothing but energy.
Some chapters further they talk about the first gods.
I honestly have no idea how I'm understanding any of this.
The numerous images and illustrations help though.

The language used to write these is very powerful though.
A single word carries much more meaning than any languages in waking life.
Considering this, needing 1001 books to describe the history of the dream plane...
it just feels impossible like any single person could ever know the whole story.

"True, but it's not finished yet."
"Not all books have been written yet, after all we're still living the story written in these books."
"Then why are there exactly 1001 books?"
"Because exactly 1001 books are needed to tell the story."
"But, does that mean the dream plane will end once you reach the 1001st book?"
"Not only the dream plane, the planes cannot exist on their own, they all exist together."

I'm very surprised, it is known when existence will end?

"Hyu... the dream plane has existed for eternities, long before Earth was created, long before your universe was formed."
"That being said, we've barely filled 400 books."
"We cannot even comprehend for how long things have existed until now, so there is no reason to worry about any ending."
"True..."

I browse through some more pages in amazement.
Somehow I understand that this language is very ancient and was meant to be universal.
I think I am able to interpret some of it due to the divine phoenix powers, but I'm not sure.
I end up getting lost in thoughts and wake up...

Type: DILD.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
MDP Rating: ★★★★★

This continuous lucid dream story will revolve around the aftermath of the films Iron Man 2, Thor, and The Incredible Hulk, which will not culminate in the Avengers team but something different. Many of the lines are rehearsed in daydreams so the actual dreams should play out relatively well. I don't know much about the Marvel universe (I've only seen the movies) and dreams are often unpredictable, so the story will probably have errors and mishaps, but I'll do my best. This is "part 2" of hopefully many more dreams.

Plot Intro:

- I'm a qualified computer sciences and biochem scientist who is good at hacking computers.
- I moved to New York a few days prior to the incident with Emil Blonsky in Harlem, then I saw the news flashes about it and statements from General Ross and figured something just didn't sit right.
- I hacked into the mainframe of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s database and got intel on Bruce Banner, including files of the preliminary "accident", and Ross's amendment-violating treatment of him.
- Because of sheer luck, I found a suitable cure for Bruce's gamma poisoning and managed to successfully test it on myself after a lot of headache-inducing equipment and resource scavenging. Now I needed to find Bruce before S.H.I.E.L.D. and Ross did.

As you might be able to tell, you'll be seeing more of Bruce Banner than any other character. He is currently played by Edward Norton. I've also noticed that in the majority of my lucids, I'm invulnerable and have super strength, hence the reason I decided to make myself a guinea pig for this "cure". It fits my preexisting lucid dream profile and will make things easier. I will also run into Eric Lensherr, played by Michael Fassbender, who will also side with me and perhaps instigate some cool dream fights of his own. Maybe he will cause problems.

My Notes:

The majority of this dream had high-level lucidity, good control, and really, really good recall. I'm satisfied with most of it.

I was at the mall. Actually, this was a real mall, and one in my city that I just went to the day before. In real life, it has two floors chocked full of shops, a big opening in the middle so you could look across the mall and see other stores. It also has a tall glass ceiling. But in the dream, it had three levels, with ceilings that were slightly lower than normal, and the lighting had an almost "warm" tone to it. There were lots of people walking around.

I became lucid within moments. I did the nose-plug RC which failed, but I was positive that I was dreaming, so I counted my fingers. I don't just look at my fingers and count them, though, because I might skip a number or a finger. So, I bent each finger as I went along. One, two, three, four, five.

Hm. That's not right.

I looked up, shook my hand out, and looked at it again. I didn't realize anything strange about it until I counted again: one, two, three, four, five, and six! I bent each finger until I got to the last one, which didn't bend until I willed, or expected, it to. It felt strange, as if I really did have an extra digit. "Yes, I thought I might be dreaming!" I exclaimed, rubbing my hands and looking around. I looked up at the glass ceiling of the mall and realized that it was cloudy, and fairly dark outside, as if the sun was about to set. "Okay, first thing's first. Teleporting."

I turned around and was facing a jewelery store. This store was open and had no doors; it was just a walk-in one. It had deep purple walls and a beveled, golden sign at the back of the store (it was only about twenty feet deep) that said something like "Ben Moss" in italics. Inside, there was the usual line-up of rectangular glass display counters, which I didn't really take the time to observe. There were no lights, but the the store was well-lit. I saw one man on the right-hand side; he was older, grey hair, and was wearing a black suit with a pale peach tie. It was rather ugly. His small, rectangular-shaped glasses with gray frames suited the tie well - I guess I could say that both of them were ugly!

I had to summon a door. Teleporting from the inside of a building to the outside of one is an easy task, so I just turned away from the store, and turned around. I forgot to visualize there just being a door and no more store, but that didn't really stop a door from being summoned - the store was still there, but on the left wall, there was a basic wooden door like you'd find in a house. I opened it, visualizing strongly - I wanted to be directly outside the pentagon, a large, uh, military base, I believe. The building would be gray, and it would be relatively dark outside. There would be a couple military guards in their camouflage-style outfits, standing up on a ledge with rifle guns, and a fence with barbed wire encircling the area. There would be one main door, a relatively well-hidden one, behind a fenced gate.

This worked out well - I opened the door and walked right into the location I had visualized; I was about fifteen feet away from the front gate, and I could see the pentagon-shaped building behind it. On either side of the front gate was a taller, silver-colored metal fence with a cylindrical ring of barbed wire circling along the top. It was a good setup, albeit it was lighter outside than I'd hoped, and there were only two or three guards. I looked at the sky and put my finger on a moon that I had summoned, dragging it further up into the sky, and rubbing it out with the side of my right hand, lowering the opacity (brightness) of it, like I'd do with an eraser in Photoshop. The light level lowered itself in a choppy fashion instead of smoothly, but regardless of the process, it was now darker. I couldn't see any stars in the sky; it was just a very dark, pale blue that faded into a lighter, more turquoise blue at the horizon - it was actually quite pretty.

I walked forward, not really expecting anything in particular to happen. But, what did happen was what I'd expected - a guard up on the right-hand size of the tall ledge pointed his gun at me. I had to squint slightly to create more details of the person, as it was fairly dark and I could only essentially see his silhouette and the shine of his rifle.

"Freeze!"

I stopped and slowly put my hands up to my head. At this point, I was slightly afraid of losing my lucidity because right here was when I'd step into character and start the first part of the dream plot story. I didn't think much of it, though. I just said to myself, "I am dreaming, do not forget I am dreaming". I intended for that to be said outside of the story, so the DC guard wouldn't react to it. And he didn't react, which kept the story from breaking.

"Hands where I can see them!"

I lifted my hands up into the air, and got down on my knees. I could hear a few people running towards me, and I also heard the jingling of ammunition and guns. I could smell toast, for some reason. I looked to the side and saw two men coming at me with handcuffs. One of them was older than the other; I'd estimate their ages to be forty and probably late-twenties. As soon as the younger man reached out, with the larger-than-normal handcuffs dangling from one of his hands, I took the opportunity to swing out and land an uppercut against his chest, sending him flying back. I could feel the momentum in my hand as I did this, which reminded me of a wrecking ball; the actual contact was more like punching a pillow that was filled with fluff. The guy probably went a good ten feet or so, right past the older man, who looked behind himself and then back at me. I didn't look to see where the person landed or if he just disappeared into the dream, because I was looking at the remaining man.

I casually expected the man to pull out a walkie-talkie or some other form of transmission device. He reached his hand around to his back and pulled out a device that looked like a Cobra MicroTalk MT200, except without the large antennae (it only had a small, short one).

"Tony, we need you", he said.

I hadn't expected the man, who wasn't familiar at all, to presumably talk to Tony Stark. I wondered if I was looking at my dream's rendition of Colonel James Rhodes, which wasn't exactly part of the plot. But I decided to use this to my advantage.

"Do you realize what project you're truly working for?" ..."Project" wasn't the right word, but I didn't realize that in the dream.

"What do you mean?" he said, now starting to sound a bit like Rhodes, even if he didn't look like him.

"I know who put you up to this. But do you know the whole story?"

He pointed the gun at me, squinting and, for some reason, lowering the gun. "Who are you?"

"I know your boss has confiscated the data from Case 20 (a name made up on the fly, because I didn't know what else to say). I know what your boss has done. I'm here to take that data to help the man's life that he's going to destroy."

I stopped to allow for a reaction of some sort, but he just stood there, the gun suddenly pointed at me again, which had happened without a discernible transition or movement. It's strange how dreams do that. I also noticed that it was getting a bit lighter outside.

Continuing, I added, "You have anything to say?" I attempted to coax a statement out of him using dream control.

"I obey orders."

Sometime during this conversation, the man assumed the appearance of Don Cheadle's portrayal of James Rhodes.

"There's something else I should tell you," I warned. "I've found a permanent, well, not quite a cure for his condition."

"That's great," he said, starting to come out of character, which concerned me. He should have been upset with this and hostile. But I ignored it, because I was starting to lose my lucidity. "I am dreaming," I said once. Then I continued. "The thing is, I had to duplicate the gamma infection so I could test it."

I almost felt the dream starting to fade, so I quickly stood up and ran toward Rhodes, trying to look intimidating and throwing a strong punch towards him. He was no longer holding a gun, so he didn't shoot me. Sadly I can't remember any more details past this.

After this, I awoke into a false awakening - I was in bed, and my eyes were shut. I saw four very small numbers behind my eyelids, exactly like the red digits of a digital alarm clock. Believing I was really awake, I tried to DEILD. Nothing happened; it just faded and I woke up for real. I was immediately pleased with the dream and how much it felt like a segment from a movie.

Dream 1: (Dreamtime: 1 hour)
I am in a smallish outdoor shoping center. The walls are covered with ivy, as well as the ceiling. A group of children in yellow camp shirts walk single file into a store. I ask where they're going, and they say their going to the zoo. They proceed out the back door and walk away. I go talk with my friends for a while and then I realize that I have to be at the zoo. I run to see if the line of kids have left yet. They have. I run to the shopkeeper and ask for directions to the zoo. He tells me to head out the back door and take a right, then follow the map. Then he gives the map and I see that the zoo is 10 miles away! I run as fast as I can, and along the way, I steal a helicopter that belongs to my dream dad. I haphazardly pilot the vehicle (I've never flown in a helicopter) over a ridge of red rock mountains. Below the city sparkles in the sunlight and the ocean adjacent to it is the bluest I've ever seen (except for Hawaii). I think, "Can't this go any faster?" as I approach the zoo from above. There is a military installation as well as an airport, and I know that if I fly directly over either one of them, I will be blown to bits with AA guns. I look for an open place to land, and decide on the small area next to the seawall. I try to bring the heli down, but I drop too quickly, and recover just in time from hitting the water. Nevertheless, the bottom of the heli dips under the waves for an instant. I can't land for some reason, so I pilot the heli about 15 feet above the ground. Then I lock the controls so that it hovers in place and climb out of the cockpit. I wrap a rope around the heli and jump to the ground. I tow it like a balloon and tie the end of the rope around a pillar. I then ask the security guard who has been watching me do this if I can go into the zoo, and he says yes. I then find my dad and tell him what happened.

Dream 2:
I am being chased by eight or so thugs for some reason. I run into a passenger airplane and run into the cockpit. I put a few tiny pieces of C4 next to the door. The thugs enter the plane and search each individual seat. Two of them run up towards where I am hidden. I chuck a bag of the mini C4s and they scatter all over the plane. The 2 thugs shout and I brace myself against the seat and detonate the explosives. I am thrown against the cockpit windshield and pass out as a fireball engulfs me.

Had a nap after not much sleep last night.

I was with some friends near this pool of water. It was really blue and looked very inviting. We were talking about how it is inviting and refreshing in the beginning but then turns red and burns you. As one of them said this I experienced being in the red water for a moment. The next thing I remember is that the Earth starts to turn on its side. Oh no, the world is ending. It was like the planet was flat and turning on its side, because I was struggling not to fall. I start to float and eventually start to fly but there was nothing unusual about this and I didn't become lucid. There were tall trees upside down and I was floating between the earth and them, looking up at the tree tops and the sky below them. I start to fly higher and now couldn't actually see anything, I just knew I was moving. I was going to go up through the atmosphere into space to look at the earth and see what was wrong, but the thought became kindof scary and I stopped.

ACK.[I]

I had a very long dream last night where I kept fading out of lucidity, and regaining it. Oh, wait, I am still dreaming.

But, I can't remember my dreams!

Oh, the other night... here's a frag:[/I]

I am in a very realistic old worn out looking government building. A man is talking to me sitting in a chair in a hallway. He nonchalantly rubs an erection in his pants. I leave.

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1. All I remember in this fragment of a dream is some sort of.. giant gash. I don't remember who had it or how it happened. I just remember someone having this giant gash on their leg with a lot of blood.

2. This one is fuzzy also: I just remember riding my horse, Tess.

3. For some reason.. I remember being at my school at night and we were having some sort of yard sale or something.. and I remember my grandmother being there.

I was discussing the recent events of the 2011 hockey/basketball seasons with my friend Tyler and my classmate Perra. All of a sudden the school track coach shows up and my alarm clock wakes me up.

Later on, I met what I described as a (DC named Randall who claimed to be angelic and fearless.)

This is a repost because the original was lost in the site crash.

Nonlucid, Lucid, Partially lucid

This is roughly lucid dream #104. I'm only counting the good ones.

June 13, 2011: I become more lucid and go outside. I try to remember my task.
"Something with the sky?" I say, "Make the sky fall?" That doesn't seem right.
Suddenly I remember, "Summon an object!"
But I hadn't decided on an object before going to sleep. I think for a moment and decide to summon a hammer. There is a barrel of tools nearby. First I reach for my pocket, but I am not wearing pants (because of stuff I was doing earlier). I try faking a pocket with my other hand. Then I try my shirt pocket. I find nothing.

So I go to the barrel of tools and reach inside and tell myself that I will find a hammer. I pull out a hammer with a very long handle and a small metal head. It is almost as long as I am tall.
I swing it and possibly hit the concrete ground with it. Then I wake up.

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I am in a nice hotel room. I know I am dreaming. There is a window door that I go through without opening it.
Guys on motorcycles drive by on a road. I think of taking one, then decide to summon a motorcycle instead. I walk into a parking lot and say that there will be a motorcycle in the garage.

I go into the garage and see something like a Vespa scooter. Then, the my left, I find a dirt bike. I pull it out and then ride it down the road.
The road is on a hill that I am driving down. I try not to be afraid, reminding myself that I can't get hurt. But my mind still thinks of ways I could crash or fall off.
Then I diced it is a hover bike and that I can't fall off because I'm strapped in. I fly through a field. The hover bike now has a laser that I shoot at the ground.

I want to fly through town or a neighborhood. The hover bike suddenly flips and I fall to the ground. It doesn't hurt. It's more annoying than anything.
I wake up before I can get back on.

I forget the larger dream that surrounded, but a DC started to have a dream and me and the other DCs where able to view it.
We were kind of off to the side, still able to see, and somehow in the scene although we stayed still as it moved, but unable to interact and mess with it

It was all in black and white and the DC approached shore in some sort of huge un-described vessle. A giant sea lion dashed by in front of her and she was shocked. He was terrified of seal lions. She was coming to the shore of San Francisco. A couple large vehicles come around the corner each carrying a statue of liberty. There ended up being about five in all. The sea lion again passes only on land.

Sad that I will remember my DCs dream but not mine

(Comment: This is my first real nightmare that I remember in.... ever.. I think I only had one when I was a little kid. )


I was there in my grandparents house. I was bringing a person back alive. For some reason, I had a feeling of being the creator of that specific creature. The dream started there though, and I don't know if I had built a human being from scratch, or just operated on him and brought him back to life. I successfully revived him. He took a while, maybe a few minutes, to come to full thinking/ speaking capability. He looked at me for a while. He started talking very calmly. He was threatening me. Telling me that I'd have a chance to run away, and if he'd catch me, I'd suffer something horrible. I did not specifically know or think about what this horrible fate would be but I knew that it was bad.

So I started running. I ran and I ran. Climbed obstacles, hid from the guy multiple times, all occuring in the small part of town where the house was located in. It was absolutely terryfying seeing this guy 5 feet away from me, knowing that if I stumbled or didn't run fast enough, something terrible would happen. Finally I had hid in the living room of the house. I looked away. When I looked back, the person was there, again, staring at me. Slowly walking towards me. I told him to stop and listen to me for a while. He sat on a seat and so did I. (comment: At this point I somehow knew that it was a dream, yet I could not classify it as a lucid, since I was not aware that it was a dream, but I kinda just knew that it was, but didn't acknowledge it, which is why I didn't put this in either lucid or non-lucid)

His appearance was scary. He was an old man with long, messy, near white hair. He was wearing torn clothes, which were also dirty. He had no shoes. His skin was all around in bad condition. His hands, big and full of veins. His arms, muscular, from what I saw through the gaps in the clothing. His face, filled with scars.

I told him that if he'd be better off not chasing me. There is no real benefit in keeping this up. He said that I would never be able to get back to where I came from. That I'd be eternally stuck with him, unless I'd give up, and in which case, I'd suffer horribly.

I saw my younger brother (He's only 8) running around in the yard. I jumped off of the sofa I was sitting on, blasted open the door, ran out, took him with me, hid under the stairs that were there on the western end of the building. Saw and heard how the guy ran down the stairs and past the house to the other side of the house. I took my brother and carried him to the carage of the house in the front. There, we sat on a bench very quietly. The suspense was dreadful. The feeling of fear like no other.
About ten seconds later, the door from the cellar to the carage (which is not the same as the main carage door) opened, and I saw him. I thought out loud "How could he know where we were?!". I remember him running towards us.


End dream. (Comment: Dream did not end at the moment he was running towards me. I did not wake up to that. That's just the last thing I remember)

I am running somewhere outside, I think it's night again. There are fences around and as if some river. There is my friend Jaque and she has her exam marked already. She is not happy with it as she did get very good grade. The I realize that I can have mine too. So I get it. It's social psychology exam. It was actually marked by my other teacher Anna Saunders from previous Uni. I look at the exam and I got only 44%. I am very unhappy. I flip through the pages and there are no marks or corrections. I am very unsatisfied and want to talk with Anna about it. She only says that I used Twitter as en example. I flip through the pages and actually can read the writing. (don't remember what was said there, just the twitter bits). I am very disappointed as I expected much better mark.

1. I am standing in a bathtub/shower, but not bathing. It's night, and the lights are out, and it would be pitch-black except for a little nightlight plugged into the wall. I am taking a sort of emotional bath- there's no water involved, but I am being washed with a feeling instead. I can physically feel the feeling: it feels kind of like sand, but more fluid. It's very comfortable and mildly warm (definitely not hot, but better than lukewarm). I am looking at the wall opposite the bathtub, where I know the door is, but I can't see anything. Suddenly, a soft white light turns on behind the door. It must have been really bright, because I can see it right through the door, as if the door was translucent. However, the light that gets through isn't very bright and is kind of in a blob-shape, resembling a shape that spilled water would make. When I see the light, I quickly step behind the bath curtain, which is pulled all the way to one side, but I can still see the light through the curtain. After about half a second, another light comes on, in the middle of the old one. Light #2 is much brighter and rounder, like a flashlight's light. I am starting to become very nervous. After another half-second interval, a third light comes on. It is laser-green, and it forms a ring with a dot in the middle, like a cross-hair, but without a cross. It is very bright, so bright that in real life it would probably damage your eyes to look at it for too long. As soon as I see it I drop to the floor of the bathtub, trying to get all of myself under the rim. While I am still falling, the final half-second interval passes and the last light comes on. It is an intense flash, like the flash of a camera, but so bright that your vision becomes completely white for a second, even if you're looking in the opposite direction. It was a scanner that the badguys were using to see if I was in the bathroom. Apparently we were being raided in the middle of the night. I don't know who 'we' were exactly, all I knew was that I was in some sort of base with my allies, and this raid was from an opposing faction. They were coming specifically to kill me, and they didn't really want to get in a fight or cause a commotion because there weren't enough of them- only three or four. So they were trying to scan all the rooms to find me before just barging in. While I was hiding, I was trying to figure out why they wanted me specifically. I thought that maybe it was because I knew some of their secrets, or maybe it was because my side would crumble without me to hold it together. I wasn't really sure. Anyway, since the light had flashed while I was still dropping, I was worried that they had seen me, but apparently they hadn't. They kept warming up and flashing the light every ten seconds or so, and I was trying to stay below the rim of the bathtub, but it was really hard and I kept slipping, so that my toe or something would be sticking out. However, somehow I was managing to keep out of the light. They started asking me questions, trying to trick me into giving myself away. I was answering the questions, but I don't remember what I said.


2. I was in a star wars jedi battle. I was on the good side, and all of us were running to meet the badguys. We finally came up to them, and all of us started lightsaber-battling the jedi who was in front of us. I noticed that all the goodguys had blue lightsabers, and all the bad jedi had red lightsabers, so I said, "hey, this is like color stereotyping!" I was fighting Anakin Skywalker, and he was already evil. He chopped off my hands, and I fell down. He grabbed me and dragged me through the battle and into this tunnel. Obi-wan Kenobi was following us, and he was really upset that I was dying. Anakin threw me into a spaceship at the other end of the tunnel. I sat up as it was taking off, and looked up, and there was a princess girl with hair in the shape of a giant fan and white face paint (can't remember if there was anyone like that in star wars), only her face and mannerisms looked like Lucy (a girl at my school). There were four of her (because she had four lives) sitting in a row. The spaceship was really small and rectangle-shaped, and they were against one of the smaller walls, so the four of them took up the whole wall. In the back-right corner was a bed. When they saw me and how I was dying, they all expressed shock: first the left-most one, then the next, then the next, then the right-hand one. Then, the left one's hair turned to grey, and then the next one, all the way down the line again, then once they all had grey hair, the left one said, "I'm dead!" (because apparently she had died from shock/grief at seeing me), then the second one said it, then the third one, and I was thinking, "oh no, the princess is about to lose all her lives here and now", except the last one didn't die but said something about how she would have a hard time coping with her grief. It was as if their shock took away like 90% of their collective lives, so the clone for 1-25% died, then the clone for 26-50% died, then the clone for 51-75% died, but the clone for 76-100% didn't die, just got really injured. I don't know if that makes any sense. Once I saw that the princess was not going to die, I struggled my way to the bed and flopped down.

AWAKE
DREAMING

I am in the garden with Liam (my brother) by the avary, there is someone inside the avary holding a small guinea pig, there are more guinea pigs running around the avary. Me and Liam are talking and I suddenly notice a MASSIVE spider in the corner, about 2 or 3 times the size of a tarantula (really should have noticed I was dreaming here o.O). Liam says 'look it's that spider from the bedroom' and I say 'really? it seems too big!' and I'm awake

AWAKE
DREAMING

I had been to a party the previous night and a girl called Sophie who I liked was there.

I am in my living room and there is a knock at the door, I go and answer it and Sophie is standing in my porch. I say 'hello' and she begins talking about how she doesnt want anything to ruin our friendship but that basically, she likes me. I am excited and start rambling about how I've wanted to ask her out for a while and stuff, but I got really excited and everything just sort of faded.
I'm awake, and fucking depressed that it was a dream.