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12-6 (Night of 12-5)
Fragment: grandpa.
Dream: rusted knife (green patina)
Dream: TAZ reunion bunker elevators moterhead mom/sister storage unit; happiness backtracking djer in b/t previous dream and past (skull mountain); foggy photo 3/4sm "my turn" nobody was. (What did I write here and how did it ever make sense to me?)
Fragment: grandpa; walking dad use food mart; thought buds, barber does.
Dream: outside police station/courthouse with steps and a statue to the left of me; I'm taking on the identity of a grizzled detective (I'm hispanic or something?); there are lots of burnt people around a trash fire on the landing next to the statue; as I walk past I notice soot smudges all over my shirt like impasto brushwork; I gesture at the people and then walk up to the door, and proclaim (to my invisible partner?) "wtf is with all of these people?"
3x1 + 2x.5 = +4 => 4

12-7
Dream: stadium/auditorium setting, dark and possibly outdoors; I'm hiding out in the back of the room, although I have some significance here (guest of honor, or winner of some prize/award); I see a box of sleepytime tea on the floor; I go to the bathroom and throw eggs at the wall as two fictional Real Housewives sit backwards on the urinals.
Dream: in 9 bedroom with A (childhood best friend), we're goofing off; we are picking through old stuff, photos, toys, etc., we take off our shirts and make muscles in the mirror and just talk for a while; for a moment we look at a computer.
Fragment: on a boat in OB?
Dream: at the movies (set up sort of like the aquarium) with mom, A, F, possibly A's mom or my dad? we go through the hallway and sit down in a very shallow but wide theater with a huge screen; we watch a serious 80's/90's procedural with slow-motion bullets ripping through some red green and blue material (clay/play doh?); after the final scene dustin hoffman stands up and casts a shadow on the screen from the projecter and says something asinine and stuttery (reminds me of his rainman character); after we walk out of the theater we're all talking about it, my mom is eating up, saying "he ad-libbed that!"; A and I "don't get it".
Fragment: arcade?
3x1 + 2x.5 = +4 => 8

Date of Dream: FRI 7 DEC - 2018



Dream No. 500 - Amateur Gamer Boy

I don’t remember much about this dream. From where I do remember, there was this boy that was at my house and he classified himself a gamer; he was a very young kid. Something happened but I forgot what it was and so I called out for 18-Volt. He did appear in a very weird way, he was not 18-Volt at all but was rather… Some toy house? Additionally, whenever 18-Volt’s presence was with me, the dream would give me the sensation as if it wanted to wake me up. This happened a few times and so eventually, I slowed down the rate at which I requested 18-Volt. That’s all I can remember for this dream.



Dream 500: Results (Competition #9)
Competition Night: 2
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Dream Guide: None
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes



Points For This Entry: 0.5
Calculation Details:
- Non-Lucid Fragment (0.5)

+ Previous Total: 0.5
Total Accumulated Points: 1.0



This is my 500th dream that I've recorded... This deserves something special. Here are some unique drawings that have never been posted before and what's really special... A physical reveal of Dreamy WB!

Pic 1: Dreamy WB & Karla - A variation on the scenery in Dream No. 265

Pic 2: Murray & Karla - How dream 261 A ended, with me asleep with Murray. The lights are on in this pic so we can see the scene better.

Pic 3: 18-Volt & Karla - Inspired by Dream 415 A how 18-Volt was sitting in the armchair and writing all those notes.

Pic 4: Group shot!! Dreamy WB's hand on 18-Volt's back is a reference to how she instructed him in the first couple of weeks of his dream guide service.

Date of Dream: THU 6 DEC - 2018



Dream No. 499 - Distorted Teacher

I don’t remember much about this dream. From where I do remember, I was in my old primary and the environment was really distorted. At one stage, I came across one of the teachers, Mrs N, and she looked very distorted. She mentioned something to me about how the current year 11s are doing what I did when I was year 10. That’s all I can remember about this dream.



Dream Competition #9 (2018) - Housekeeping Details:

Dream Guides (Worth 10 points if lucidly summoned):
1. Dreamy WB/Miss T
2. Murray
3. 18-Volt

Emergency Team (Can act as dream guides but are only 5 points if lucidly summoned):
1. Sly
2. Bentley
3. 9-Volt

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Non-Lucid Fragment = 2 or less paragraphs
Full Non-Lucid Dream = 3 or more paragraphs



Competition #9 - Personal Goals
Old - Provide an instance of guidance to 9-Volt
Old - Physically witness Sneaky Gamer yourself
Old - Encounter 18-Volt without any headset or glasses
Old - Have a dream in Diamond City
Old - Discover where Dreamy WB lives; do I live with her?
Old - On lap travel, have Dreamy WB travel faster than a car
New - Have another attempt at elevator exposure practise with 18-Volt
New - Have all 3 dream guide team members in one dream
New - Have Dreamy WB or 18-Volt take you to see your deceased grandfather
New - Start the dream off with a dream guide already present
New - Witness lap travel on 18-Volt's lap



Dream 499: Results (Competition #9)
Competition Night: 1
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Dream Guide: None
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes



Points For This Entry: 0.5
Calculation Details:
- Non-Lucid Fragment (0.5)

+ Previous Total: 0.0
Total Accumulated Points: 0.5

Date of Dream: WED 5 DEC - 2018



Dream No. 498 - Don't Let Him See Us

I don’t remember much about this dream. From where I do remember, I was at my old primary school but the environment there was slightly different. Throughout the whole dream, I was looking for 18-Volt. At one stage, I was talking with a couple of the kids and they said that although we weren’t allowed in the classrooms, they would go in with me. The situation was that 18-Volt was supposedly a school teacher in this dream and so the students were scared of him catching them out. In a later scene, I was walking around the classroom I was just in. 18-Volt never appeared. That’s all I can remember for this dream.



Dream No. 498
Dream Guide: None
Lucid?: No

Date of Dream: TUE 4 DEC - 2018



Dream No. 497 - Separated Sections

Dream 497 A - Muddy Nature Strip
I don’t remember much about this dream. From where I do remember, it was raining really badly and I was walking down Jacksons road. My other grandmother was there and was giving me some funny look but I forgot what she said to me. I eventually stepped into this really muddy puddle and almost felt like I was going to sink. That’s all I can remember for this dream.

Dream 497 B - Only One Car Works
I can’t remember what happened at the start of the dream. From where I can remember, I was being driven by my grandma to this unknown place. She dropped me off and for the rest of the dream, I was on my own. I found myself to be at the shopping centre which was connected to my fortress building. Later on, I was going to be driving somewhere with 18-Volt. At the moment, I only had my grandma’s car available to me and so I was worried because I didn’t know how to drive hers. Also, there were premonitions that Lulu (from WarioWare Gold) was going to come along as well; I was hoping this wasn’t the case because she would be absolutely annoying.

I get into my grandma’s car and take it for a test run on the road in front of the shopping centre multilevel car-park. I found my driving to be extremely bad and I was swerving everywhere. As I drove further, control of the car got worse and worse and I ended up driving into the gutter. I thought to myself, “I’d better stop before I have a crash”. When I got back into the initial area in front of the car-park, I discovered my mum’s car to be sitting there and so I thought to myself “thank God”.

Back into the shopping centre I went and I noticed I was holding some sort of light metal megaphone in my hand. I spoke into megaphone and said “Could 18-Volt please make his way up the escalators to level 3?” and then I repeated that announcement a second time so that it was loud and clear. When I went over to the escalators myself though, I gained a shock as I realised they had stopped working and so I was wondering how 18-Volt was going to get up here. I then decided to wander around and check out all the cafes that were on this level.

I was then back at the car-park entrance of level 3 and the escalators were working again. My attention was directed to see 18-Volt in his WarioWare Gold appearance, completely cartoony this time, being moved up the travelator. We greeted each other with a brief hug and then we walked out into the car-park. I was telling 18-Volt about the good cafes in the shopping centre and that one I would highly recommend is the one called “Logan’s”. In one area of the car-park, there was a display of all the menus of the food places. I wanted to show 18-Volt one of the menus but then it wasn’t there. There was then some writing that said, “Secret Invisible Menus” and that flipped over into 2 new menus. The best cafe and a really awesome juice bar!

We then walked out of the car-park and into the interchange area where my mum’s car was parked. The dream then showed from the outside, me sitting in the driver’s seat and 18-Volt sitting next to me in the passengers seat. I was relieved that Lulu wasn’t with us. That’s all I can remember about this dream.

Dream 497 C - Booming On Wattpad
I don’t remember much about this dream. The only thing I can remember is that I was looking at the statistics on my WattPad account and my Warioware story apparently had 174 reads on it. That’s all I can remember.



Dream 497 A
Dream Guide: None
Lucid?: No

Dream 497 B
Dream Guide: 18-Volt
Lucid?: No

Dream 497 C
Dream Guide: None
Lucid?: No

Date of Dream: MON 3 DEC - 2018



Dream No. 496 - Script For A Movie

I don’t remember much about this dream. From where I do remember, I was in some sort of rehearsal room backstage of a theatre. In there was this strange class going on that was led by some sort of Indian teacher. We were split into groups and were given out a script each that we had to act out and turn into a movie. The groups that were supposed to present “today” were one other group and then my group. In a change of plan though, our presentation got cancelled.

The boys in my group (I was the only girl) were relieved that we didn’t have to do any preparation over night. One of them said something like “Thank goodness we don’t need to do anything tonight and we can just lucid dream; she seems to know what she is doing. That’s all I can remember for this dream.



Dream No. 496
Dream Guide: None
Lucid?: No

DATE: SUN 2 DEC - 2018



Dream No. 495 - The Kids That Lost A Shoe

I don’t remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, I was at some playground with stranger parents and stranger kids. I especially remember there being two small Asian kids there; one boy and one girl. They left though and I realised that they had also each left one shoe behind. The dream then converted these kids to Jeffy and Feebee from the SML series, who I now had to look for and chase down to give them their respective shoe back. As I walked off from the playground, I seemed to call out “Jeffy!”, in a tone that very much resembles the SML Rosalina.

The scene then moved to my house where I still had the clear intention to return the shoes to Jeffy and Feebee. As I am in the backyard, I also call out for 18-Volt, hoping that he can help me find them… A response takes place very quickly. I am now in a room that does not seem to exist in real life and in there was 18-Volt in there but he was the size of an ant. He signalled for me to get up onto his back, so I did, but it didn’t feel right being on such a tiny version of him, so I got off him after a short while.

I commanded the dream to make him grow and that’s indeed what happened. He literally sprouted upwards from his small figure as if he was the stalk in “Jack and The Beanstalk”. He still wasn’t big enough though, so I commanded the dream to make him grow again. He did grow but the only problem was that he only grew vertically, not horizontally as well, so now he was absolutely skinny like a stick. I specified that I wanted his leg width and chest expanded and when this happened, he finally looked like the 18-Volt I know and love.

I then approached him as he spread his arms out to give me a hug. After a bit of a cuddle, I then climbed up onto his back and he piggybacked me towards the back of the house. My grandma intercepted us in the laundry room and she was constantly touching 18-Volt. I said to her in Croatian, “Don’t touch him! (nemoj dirat!)” and “Stop! (prestani!)”. She was still laying her dirty mitts all over him and she only stopped when she felt like it.

For the moment, it all felt normal as 18-Volt continued to walk me outside. It’s only after we got further down the backyard that I realise my grandma’s touch had poisoned him. The dream was fading out on me because of this and I ended up waking up.



Dream No. 495
Dream Guide: 18-Volt
Lucid?: No

Date of Dream: FRI 30 NOV - 2018



Dream No. 494 - Familiar Hands

I don’t remember much about this dream. From where I do remember, I was in some completely unknown area. I was talking to someone about Super Smash Bros related things but then other topics were intertwined as well. For some reason, I made a strange discovery that 18-Volt’s first name was Nicholas. I reaffirm this to the person by saying to them, “So in that case then, his full name is Nicholas “18” Volt”.

That’s when I started to perceive this familiar energy. I seemed to be half way between sitting down and standing up, although it felt more like sitting down. I felt these large hands on me and they were massaging my upper back and shoulders, I could tell it was 18-Volt that was doing this. He actually did a really good job as he applied pressure to my muscles. For a few minutes in the dream, I just sat there, enjoying the sensation. I can’t remember anything else about this dream.



Dream No. 494
Dream Guide: None
Lucid?: No



18-Volt's name isn't Nicholas though... We actually don't know what his real name is.

Date of Dream: WED 28 NOV - 2018



Dream No. 493 - Scary Shopping Centre

I don’t remember much about this dream. From where I do remember, I was at a distorted version of Parkmore Shopping Centre. The sky was grey and the weather was miserable outside. For the entire dream, I felt this negative and depressing energy around me. Inside the shopping centre, most of the lights seemed out and there weren’t many shops open for business. That’s all I can remember about this dream.



Dream No. 493
Dream Guide: None
Lucid?: No

Date of Dream: TUE 27 NOV - 2018



Dream No. 492 - Large Paper Volt

I don’t remember much about this dream. From what I can remember, I was on my bed with a small cut-out of a paper 18-Volt. My mum came in the room, looking rather oblivious and phased out but then at the same time, she seemed to know what I was doing. She took the small paper 18-Volt away, placed a large one instead on my bed next to me and then walked away. For some reason, this one scared me; he still had the same WarioWare Gold appearance but I had a hard time getting used to his enlarged, blown-up features. That’s all I can remember for this dream.



Dream No. 492
Dream Guide: None
Lucid?: No

Date of Dream: MON 26 NOV - 2018



Dream No. 491 - Separated Sections

Dream 491 A - Strange Uni Lecturer
I don’t remember much about this dream. From where I do remember, I seemed to be in this unknown desert. In this scene, there was a lady that was supposedly going to be one of the lecturers for my Bachelor of Accounting course at LaTrobe. She was going through this powerpoint but I forgot how she showed it because there really wasn’t any access to advanced technology in the desert. She was very cold and strict. That’s all I can remember for this dream.

Dream 491 B - He Replied Quickly
I don’t remember what happened at the start of the dream. From where I do remember, I was in my bedroom, on my mobile phone, checking to see if I had received a reply on the post I sent to 18-Volt’s page. Indeed there was a reply but the dream kind of made it slightly off topic. Apparently in the interim, 18-Volt had met up with Murray and he had posted a photo of both of them. I forgot what he said in text though. That’s all I can remember about this dream.

Dream 491 C - The Portal
I don’t remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, my mum and I were driving around the area of Wheelers Hill. I made mention to my mum that there was this portal that would take me right to WB’s place. As I was talking, the dream was playing a sub-scene about the location of the portal.

The next part of the dream is rusty in regards to recall. As we were driving, my mum didn’t look happy. It seemed like she was hoping that the portal I was talking about wasn’t true but even then, I didn’t even mention to my mum where the portal would lead. The dream ended when we were just about to drive onto the road where the portal was situated.



Dream No. 491 A
Dream Guide: None
Lucid?: No

Dream No. 491 B
Dream Guide: None
Lucid?: No

Dream No. 491 C
Dream Guide: None
Lucid?: No

Created Friday 07 December 2018

Got an LD by blind sheer luck. Better not get complacent with that...

Scrap Group 1
In the kitchen of an unknown home. I was preparing a hamburger, when that cat jumped on some toasted buns I'd left out. Guessed it liked the bread's warmth. I shoo'd it away, then placed another toasted bun (which appeared out of nowhere) on the counter. Once again, that cat seated itself on the bun. This repeated at least two more times.

Playing Team Fortress 2.

Dream 1 - Iridescence and the Nature of Beauty

Scene 1 - Golden Glow, Prismatic Light
Various forgotten scenes before this point. The visuals were mostly clear. I was wandering around in an unknown city during a clear blue day. Later on, I visit a nice, clean park. I started feeling unusually itchy. Soon, I noticed large insects flying around. In particular was a large, molten roach, which hovered around despite its lack of wings. A dragonfly chased it around. Unfortunately, this drove the nasty cockroach towards me, even causing it to bump into me constantly. I power walked the heck outta there. While exiting, I overheard kids talk about a race of insect-headed people that lived nearby, including a "tick woman". All the more reason to leave, I suppose.

Then, a misremembered encounter with someone on the streets. Something about guessing what they'd draw next in a stack of playing cards. I opted for the ace of spades, and, by chance, got it right.

About a minute later, I got spontaneously aware. Rubbed my hands, softly this time, so as to not startle myself awake. On a whim, I had my skin glow in a piercing golden light. Music unintentionally sounded to my transformation, Super Sonic's theme from Sonic 2, to be exact.

I rocketed out the city, if keeping low to the ground. Soon, I was floating down a forested highway, its roads winding and slightly inclined. Things began destabilizing. To fix this, I fired some of my glow to the surroundings, but instead of being gold, it shot out as a prismatic light. The environment shone with chaotic iridescence. Then, after half a minute of further travel, everything was restored to normal.

Some time afterwards, I spotted another city in the horizon. Many of the the most visible structures, each primarily constructed with tall, grey blocks, resembled Gothic-inspired apartment buildings, only scaled to impossible heights. I made my way to the city, things began blacking out. Once more, I fired lights to the environment, if only to see that above-mentioned colorful spectacle, before things were normalized again. Anyway, there didn't seem to be much else to look at. The streets were bare of traffic, and only a few pedestrians were around. A chill was in the air, though it was hard to tell how cold, exactly.

I then "recalled" a false task of guessing a card from a stack (no doubt influenced by an encounter above). From my peripheral, I conjured playing cards in my hand. This time, I guessed the Jack of Clubs. Right again.

Next, I moved on to the Team Bauble tasks. I tried conjuring a bauble between my fingers, but couldn't manage it. Around then, I stumbled into a Carnival parade. Yep, including exotic dancers. No idea how they could perform (let alone dress as they did) in such weather , but oh well. One woman in particular wore a mesmerizing pattern of beads as her top. Inspired by such, I formed a circle with my fingers towards her. In a instant, a bulb bearing such patterns formed in my hand.

Then, I tried making it rain bauble. I raised the decoration in my hand overhead, and made it vanish. But, nothing else seemed to happen.

Various forgotten non-lucid scenes. Something about an Italian neighborhood, and taking interest in posters hung on the walls of a brick building. Got briefly awakened, then unwittingly returned to the dream.

Scene 2 - Dio and the Nature of Beauty
The visuals were blurred. I was in the courtyard of a Middle-Eastern palace during sunset, all of this occurring in an anime. Indeed, a group of like-drawn figures were around. One of these was Dio Brando from JoJo's Bizarre Adventure. There was another guy there. I can't recall specifics, though he seemed highly uncomfortable to be there. Also there was a upper-class woman with straight, blonde hair, and a distinctly Roman nose. She wore a pink, decorated Victorian-era pink dress, and bore an arrogant smile to match. A woman with purple hair attended her.

Dio went on a monologue about the meaning of beauty, and, more specifically, on how the noblewoman represented the epitome of beauty. Between that, he made subtle and coercive insults to the other man. The unnamed "guest" mentioned a 'Yulia', claiming she was far more elegant, though Dio denied as much. Then, Dio directs the pretty woman to fetch something from a nearby barrel. In a dramatic change of events, the woman giggled uncontrollably. She then pranced about hysterically, while repeating the commands given to her in a distinctly slurred tone.

Shocked, I questioned whether Dio had lobotomized the poor woman. He lambasted me for thinking such, humored at first, but then becoming forlorn. Brando explained that the woman suffers from an incurable brain illness. Called it "Hunter's-something" disease. Normally, horrible facial deformities would be a symptom of the illness. But, Dio reversed that with a spell, an enchantment which he described as "bringing out the woman's inner beauty outwardly". Turning to the other man, he asked of something he'd heard Yulia's mother blurting out once, of another person with that above disease. Dio, it seemed, was concerned of this Yulia. The guest, startled by such sympathy, assured Brando that Yulia was, as he put it, "the spirit of good health."

Things destabilized. I woke up with those last quoted words racing in my mind.

Morning of November 28, 2018. Wednesday.

Dream #: 18,972-04. Reading time (optimized): 1 min. Readability score: 56.



I am in an unknown residence which my dream self erroneously perceives as my current address as is often the case. I own a big computer printer that also serves as a modem. Much of my current conscious self’s identity is present. I am aware of Zsuzsanna’s presence.

I am looking at the Internet, but something happens that causes something to happen to the printer, though I do not perceive it as needing repair by the end of my dream. I may have bumped part of the top. There is a row of several cylindrical containers, horizontally oriented, that resemble oversized cylindrical fuses of about four inches long. They are full of blue liquid. Two of the rightmost ones fall out from where they are connected and spill over the circuitry. Most of the electronics and circuit boards at the bottom are visible. My printer has no cover.

Later, I see that an ice-like (or powder-like) residue is covering all of the circuitry. First, I think the printer was damaged by the spill, though I then consider it is part of a process to keep it from overheating.

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It is likely that the process relates to gamma-aminobutyric acid, the natural form, not medical. The fluid in the containers is also an association with melatonin. As electronic circuity is autosymbolism for the brain and concurrent brain activity, my dream at this point would indicate pulling back on the initiation of consciousness (in relevance to thinking or attempting to read) to sleep longer.

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12.06.2018
09:00 AM

Hide and Seek (Non-Lucid)

This dream was long but hard to understa d so some of the details are fuzzy. I am in a house with a lot of people. A monster or murderer is killing people. I run from room to roomm looking for somewhere to hide. It feels like hide and seek. I keep finshing other people and some of then are scared im the thing

12.07.2018
06:00 AM

Video Game Guild (Non-Lucid)

I am playing a new sandbox video game that is 2d in the style of teraria. I meet some friends and we start a guild. One of them is the youtuber Kiwo. Time skips forward and we are the largest and most powerful guild in the game. Most of the dream I am exploring our giant base and there is some drama between the founders.

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

I dream I am watching and at the same time living in the flesh an Italian movie about a guy who adopts two orphan boys about 2 years old. It is lovely and adorable, until a mobster wants to settle an issue with him and kidnaps the boys to raise them as his own. He tries to make them copies of himself, so they are dressed like little gangsters and he takes them to see all about his business, including whacking other people. The kids are becoming traumatized and insensitive.
One day their father comes to rescue them with a bunch of men and shoots the gangsters when they were about to climb some staircase to enter a building. One of the kids is so traumatized that he runs away from is daddy, crying, but some of the rescuers go after him. The other kid stands still without a reaction, but when his dad comes to him he bursts into tears and says "papi" (although that's spanish). I also cuddle the poor kid.

Doing tourism with my mom in Italy. Drivers are just insane, speeding on tight alleys, almost hitting us. We hear a crash. I fly over the houses to get a view. It's a truck with vegetables who went over the pier and landed on a boat. The driver can't believe it. Meanwhile my mom arrives and wants to help him by buying him vegetables, but I don't think it's the best time to do it.
We go to the historical city center, crazy ladies put pots with plants outside their doors, basically filling the narrow alleys with obstacles on which we trip for a couple of times. We enter a very cute restaurant which is also a b&b and I recognize it from having stayed here before. My mom confirms she recognizes it from pictures. I go talk to the owner and they say I left a big bottle of hemp oil when I last checked out from here. I had been worried the customs would not have allowed it, but this time I will try to take it back with me.

I am staying at some rich friend's mansion. She is an Asian video artist. She shows me a video clio she did for an H&M campaign, very conceptual with people swimming in the sea and a centaur swimming with them, that becomes a horse on land. She says it wasn't picked up by the brand, because they didn't get the meaning, which was none. I said I liked it, even without any meaning, it was trippy and inspiring.
She puts down the usb pen with some of her work and we check for some paintings I left in her house last time. I promise to take them with me this time. They are hideous and amateur, but she encourages me to continue doing it. Then she notices the pen is gone and freaks out. I say the only person I saw coming in was a certain guy, part of her team and she goes look for him in the studio. She is furious because she knows he wants to steal her ideas and undermine her work. She yells at him and they begin a nasty discussion,
I decide to go check the rest of the house. Her amazing kitchen is on a hanging deck over a cliff, with glass walls with view to the town underneath. There's a large spiral stair to a garden below. From the garden, there is a large entrance to a lounge area where I encounter some of her friends chillin'. One of them says he found a recording of me singing a Grease medley and he wants to play it for everybody to listen. I say no, no, I am embarrassed, but he assures it is really good and they should hear. They are VIPs and might help me launch a career, but I run away to hide under a staircase. Another lady, also Asian, comes to sit by my side with lots of bags, says she is leaving for her flight, but feeling very tired and asks to rest her head on my lap for a while. Then some guy looking for me asks me to join back the group, he insists they really liked my recording. Along the way he sings bits of the song, trying to trick me into singing, but there are people all the way on the hallways and I just can't sing in front of people. He understands. Says we will just be watching another friend athlete on tv and not bother me with the singing.
We watch her on some competition. She is also Asian, very pretty and with some very original outfit and hairdo, unlike anything I have ever seen in sports. At first I thought she was doing pole vault, but then realize it is some kind of new modality, in which athletes gotta climb a kind of metallic ladder reaching the highest possible step, with a minimum jumping movement, like cats do. I think she breaks a record and everyone is celebrating.